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Felixir · 07-05-2015, 08:25 PM

Toby grabbed the ball out of the air as it sailed towards him. He had no idea if the ball had a gripping charm on it like quaffles usually did, so used BOTH hands to catch it. But just as he was getting ready to throw the ball back to AJ-...

"Aww."

It was time to stop. But... but flying! Toby had no idea when he'd next be able to get on a broom, and was most unwilling to dismount. BUT he wasn't really one to disobey a direct order (uhhh... most of the time, at least), so he came into land again. Bright side: at LEAST they'd been able to have the opportunity to fly! That was better than nothing, and he was very grateful.

"Oooh, maybe!" Toby said in response to AJ's question. Though, as a matter of fact, he actually had his own broom with him in his dormitory. Every single term he'd brought it along, just in case of an impromptu re-opening of the practice pitch and re-introduction of flying and Quidditch. But so far, the broom had remained in his dormitory, propped carefully up in a corner. It would have gathered dust were Toby not so obsessive about keeping it clean and serviced even though he wasn't flying it.

He returned his current broom as well as the ball back to the front of the class and re-took his seat, quite exhilarated and toeing the line between 'pumped up and ready to focus' and 'too buzzed to concentrate'. But he tried.

Right... so they were creating their OWN games. That shouldn't be too hard, especially for someone as fun-loving as Toby was. He smiled to himself and found a fresh piece of parchment, ready to start writing down his ideas.

...

He... uh...

............

... okay, this was harder than it sounded. Toby squinted at his blank parchment, trying to think of the most fun things possible (basically... flying came to mind first, swiftly followed by almost everything else in the world ever). Maybe this needed a more creative brain than his, or one that could concentrate better. Toby was already fidgeting around, itching to get back on that broom, and mentally yelling at himself that NO this was WORK TIME.

THINK THINK THINK.

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Felixir Book Club Mod Alley Proprietor Banshee Join Date: Dec 2008 Location: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Posts: 50,130 Hogwarts RPG Name: Charlie Upstead Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Aurelio Kaiser Slytherin Second Year Diagon Alley Proprietor: Ezekiel Ransom-Kruus Ollivanders x12 x12	Lovely™ \| Captain Hurted \| Ariana's Bane \| Resident Antagonist \| Unparalleled Delight Toby grabbed the ball out of the air as it sailed towards him. He had no idea if the ball had a gripping charm on it like quaffles usually did, so used BOTH hands to catch it. But just as he was getting ready to throw the ball back to AJ-... "Aww." It was time to stop. But... but flying! Toby had no idea when he'd next be able to get on a broom, and was most unwilling to dismount. BUT he wasn't really one to disobey a direct order (uhhh... most of the time, at least), so he came into land again. Bright side: at LEAST they'd been able to have the opportunity to fly! That was better than nothing, and he was very grateful. "Oooh, maybe!" Toby said in response to AJ's question. Though, as a matter of fact, he actually had his own broom with him in his dormitory. Every single term he'd brought it along, just in case of an impromptu re-opening of the practice pitch and re-introduction of flying and Quidditch. But so far, the broom had remained in his dormitory, propped carefully up in a corner. It would have gathered dust were Toby not so obsessive about keeping it clean and serviced even though he wasn't flying it. He returned his current broom as well as the ball back to the front of the class and re-took his seat, quite exhilarated and toeing the line between 'pumped up and ready to focus' and 'too buzzed to concentrate'. But he tried. Right... so they were creating their OWN games. That shouldn't be too hard, especially for someone as fun-loving as Toby was. He smiled to himself and found a fresh piece of parchment, ready to start writing down his ideas. ... He... uh... ............ ... okay, this was harder than it sounded. Toby squinted at his blank parchment, trying to think of the most fun things possible (basically... flying came to mind first, swiftly followed by almost everything else in the world ever). Maybe this needed a more creative brain than his, or one that could concentrate better. Toby was already fidgeting around, itching to get back on that broom, and mentally yelling at himself that NO this was WORK TIME. THINK THINK THINK. __________________ Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You? You are Chocolate!