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Magical Soul · 03-09-2016, 12:00 PM

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Originally Posted by Nearly Headless Nick

Floating up through the floor, Sir Nicholas looked about the room and smiled warming at the first year. "Good day to you, Geneva," he greeted as he glided a bit closer, only his torso visible at the moment. "Or would you prefer I call you Genny?"

Rising the remaining distance out of the floor, the house ghost watched the quidditch match unfold at the will of the Gryffindor. "Terribly pity this fine pastime has not yet returned to Hogwarts. Not that I was ever fortune enough to ever attend a match myself." And one could only see so much looking out from one of the windows of the castle.

Juuust as the match began and Genny internally wished she gathered some audience to witness how glorious she was at this game, some~~thing~~one better came over to watch. "Sir Nicholas, hi! Genny is fine, thanks." with the big grin trademark of first-year-excitement, she went one waving her wand about and so far owning the floor... or the space above the board.

"Yeah. It's really disappointing it's still off. I do like this game, though, and dad lets me play him at home." A strong swish of the wand sent one of her chasers flying through the hoop of the opposite team then tumbled down the field, which earned her a warning along with the goal. "Wooooo!" Warnings were for tough captains i.e. her. Back to Sir Nicholas' tragic subject, though. "Is a Quidditch Pitch the most you miss outside the castle?" If she was a ghost, she'd mostly miss visiting her treehouse (which had a small patch of grass underneath that qualified for her own quidditch pitch).

03-09-2016, 12:00 PM	#4 (permalink)
Magical Soul Kappa Join Date: Jun 2010 Location: GMT +3 Posts: 14,517 x6	revives!? Dalliesa \| Ab-Bot \| Hogwarts Trojan War \| Quote: Originally Posted by Nearly Headless Nick Floating up through the floor, Sir Nicholas looked about the room and smiled warming at the first year. "Good day to you, Geneva," he greeted as he glided a bit closer, only his torso visible at the moment. "Or would you prefer I call you Genny?" Rising the remaining distance out of the floor, the house ghost watched the quidditch match unfold at the will of the Gryffindor. "Terribly pity this fine pastime has not yet returned to Hogwarts. Not that I was ever fortune enough to ever attend a match myself." And one could only see so much looking out from one of the windows of the castle. Juuust as the match began and Genny internally wished she gathered some audience to witness how glorious she was at this game, some~~thing~~one better came over to watch. "Sir Nicholas, hi! Genny is fine, thanks." with the big grin trademark of first-year-excitement, she went one waving her wand about and so far owning the floor... or the space above the board. "Yeah. It's really disappointing it's still off. I do like this game, though, and dad lets me play him at home." A strong swish of the wand sent one of her chasers flying through the hoop of the opposite team then tumbled down the field, which earned her a warning along with the goal. "Wooooo!" Warnings were for tough captains i.e. her. Back to Sir Nicholas' tragic subject, though. "Is a Quidditch Pitch the most you miss outside the castle?" If she was a ghost, she'd mostly miss visiting her treehouse (which had a small patch of grass underneath that qualified for her own quidditch pitch).