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DaniDiNardo · 05-09-2017, 03:35 PM

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Originally Posted by Lislchen

HE WAS READYYYYY!

Like, ready set go ready.

Where was Jessa?

Holding his broom (YES, HIS BROOM!) Cameron was waiting for his friend in the Entrance Hall. To be fair, it took her a lot longer than him to get here. Who would want to live in the tower anyway? The only advantage you had up there was probably the view. But you could have that from all the other towers too. Or in the AIR! Like they were about to.

He had forgotten to ask if Jessa had her own broom but he'd brought his own (BRAND NEW) Beater's Bat and had asked one of the older students to duplicate it. That would do for now right? It would last for a few hours. Hopefully.

SHE WAS ON HER WAY!! Jessa took the stairs two at a time, occasionally missing a step and staggering back to some semblance of balance before going right back to hurtling down the stairs again. She was going to learn more about QUIDDITCH and even more she would be able to get in some flying practice which was sure to help her through the flying classes.

Balancing on a broom was one thing, but when you suddenly had to consider everything else happening in the air with you, everything got at least a zillion times more difficult.

Approaching the final steps, Jessa hopped off the staircase, skidding to a stop by her friend with a breathless grin. "Here! Ready! Flying! Yes!" The girl leaned against her broom to steady herself. Breeeeeeeathe. Last thing she needed was an asthma attack and with all the stairs between here and the tower plus the EX-CITE-MENT, she could feel her lungs doing a thing. Nothing she couldn't handle if it stayed like this. Just needed to breathe.

"Ooohhh, is that your beater's bat?!?!" He had TWO??? Merlin's beard they looked....gorgeous....and...and dangerous at the same time. "Quidditch Pitch?" Quidditch Pitch. Let's go.

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DaniDiNardo MO & DMLE Crup Join Date: May 2012 Location: Over here! (GMT -5) Posts: 17,243 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ruth (Rae) Elliot Gryffindor First Year x12 x12	Yeah I broke that mirror, so what? ll NOT backward ll Official Gryfferin ll Lemon's favourite Quote: Originally Posted by Lislchen HE WAS READYYYYY! Like, ready set go ready. Where was Jessa? Holding his broom (YES, HIS BROOM!) Cameron was waiting for his friend in the Entrance Hall. To be fair, it took her a lot longer than him to get here. Who would want to live in the tower anyway? The only advantage you had up there was probably the view. But you could have that from all the other towers too. Or in the AIR! Like they were about to. He had forgotten to ask if Jessa had her own broom but he'd brought his own (BRAND NEW) Beater's Bat and had asked one of the older students to duplicate it. That would do for now right? It would last for a few hours. Hopefully. SHE WAS ON HER WAY!! Jessa took the stairs two at a time, occasionally missing a step and staggering back to some semblance of balance before going right back to hurtling down the stairs again. She was going to learn more about QUIDDITCH and even more she would be able to get in some flying practice which was sure to help her through the flying classes. Balancing on a broom was one thing, but when you suddenly had to consider everything else happening in the air with you, everything got at least a zillion times more difficult. Approaching the final steps, Jessa hopped off the staircase, skidding to a stop by her friend with a breathless grin. "Here! Ready! Flying! Yes!" The girl leaned against her broom to steady herself. Breeeeeeeathe. Last thing she needed was an asthma attack and with all the stairs between here and the tower plus the EX-CITE-MENT, she could feel her lungs doing a thing. Nothing she couldn't handle if it stayed like this. Just needed to breathe. "Ooohhh, is that your beater's bat?!?!" He had TWO??? Merlin's beard they looked....gorgeous....and...and dangerous at the same time. "Quidditch Pitch?" Quidditch Pitch. Let's go. __________________ Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________ ______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.