01-06-2018, 09:43 AM
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Demiguise
Join Date: May 2008 Location: Hobbiton
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Hogwarts RPG Name: ??? Ravenclaw Hogwarts RPG Name: Ronnie Thurkell Gryffindor Seventh Year x12 x12
| lives in a hobbit hole || Ern and Touz's Nuzzle || roflysst || looking at a seed packet Bel was AMPED for this. All of the previous school year she'd been learning a thing or two or ten about Quidditch thanks to her very generous and very skilled friends very patiently giving her all sorts of lessons. It was exciting that there was something action-packed and physical that she'd be able to do at the school since she'd missed that so badly upon moving here.
She had been preparing for her tryouts to be on one of the school brooms but Cam had offered for her to use his. Honestly, who said Slytherins weren't lovely? And it was custom too. Maybe a little too long for her, but much much better than the school brooms, which is what she'd be relegated to after tryouts were done, if she made the team. And besides, Cam's broom was one that she'd been learning on, along with Abey's, so she was perfectly comfortable using it. Plus she was used to manhandling a great big motorbike so a slightly too long broom was no sweat for her to connect with whatsoever.
Dressed in some of her motocross gear (sans helmet of course) she hoisted Cam's broom over her shoulder and headed out onto the pitch. Of course she didn't have any Quidditch stuff to wear (hopefully that was a yet?) so it made sense to Bel to wear what she knew would be comfortable and durable.
And look, the captain was there already, as well as her dormmate, Daisy. Bel waved cheerfully as she approached and came to a stop, letting the end of the broomstick drop from her shoulder and rest against the ground, tail twigs up. It really was a nice broom. She'd owe Cam big time.
"G'day! I'm SO excited. I bet the entire HOUSE shows up!" Which wasn't great for her chances, but she'd still enjoy that atmosphere at the least.
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