 Team Orange - attempting to score Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
Henry listened to the basic rules of the game then got on his broom to join his team at the designated side of the pitch. He wasn't completely sure how to play, but he thought he could pick it up easily enough. He was a seasoned Quidditch player, after all. But he hoped that his predisposition towards that game wouldn't affect him playing this other game properly.
He had his eye on the quaffle quod, and took off after it once the signal was blown. But Sam beat him to it and he chased after her. Wow.. did she play Quidditch? She wasn't a half bad flyer.
He fell into line behind Skylar as she intercepted the pass, and he swerved out to her side to facilitate a pass. Seeing Emmeline catch it on Sky's other side, he continued flying along with them, open for the ball. As the younger girl spotted him, he reached out to catch the quod, easily catching it and tucking it under his arm like he would a quaffle. Henry zoomed faster towards the cauldron, acutely aware of the passing time, and hoping that it wouldn't explode before getting it into their goal.
Taking aim, Henry threw the quod at the orange cauldron, hoping it would make it in before someone from the purple team tried to intercept it, or before it exploded.
__________________ started like a knight in a fairytale_______________________________________________
ended like a moth in flames______________________
______________________don't you worry I'll be fine
_________________________________________________you were good for the plot line |