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Magical Soul 
Juuust as the match began and Genny internally wished she gathered some audience to witness how glorious she was at this game, somethingone 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).
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Then Genny is shall be," he confirmed with a wide grin and nod of the head. Just not too firm a nod so as to disturb the uprightness of his head. He was not wearing a particularly large ruff today. Although it was his perception of this particular Gryffindor that she could stomach the sight.
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I regret that I only witnessed a few matches properly in my day. I was a bit too preoccupied with things in the royal court to take any real notice in such a pastime," the ghost continued, laying the sadness in his tone on rather thick for dramatic effect. "
But it was always a delight to hear Gryffindors return to the common room and recap matches, I suppose that is what I miss more than watching longingly from the windows of the castle." Her question caught the ghost a bit by surprise. "
It has been a long while since I graced the grounds...I am not sure that the areas I once valued remain."