SPOILER!!: Night
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hermionegold Night honestly just wanted to see what this was all about. She'd read all about Quidditch, of course, and she knew her best shot would be to try out for Chaser. She probably wouldn't get it, though, and that was okay. She'd rather join some other clubs (did Hogwarts have a book club?), but Quidditch was all anyone ever talked about, so she'd give it a go. But was a T-shirt and yoga pants the correct way to go? Was there special attire? Everyone looked so experienced.
She remembered that before Harry Potter, first years hadn't even been allowed to try out. Well, now she was about to show Hogwarts that they were probably right in that department. Oh well.
She spotted Emmalyn talking to some other people and took a deep breath before walking over to the girl she met at the feast. "Hey," she said. Do you think you'll be any good?"
Then, she noticed a girl in full motorcross gear. Her nerves were plummeting by the minute.
As she waited for instructions, Emmalyn watched more and more of her housemates show up for tryouts.
"Hi Night!" She smiled nervously to her fellow first year.
"I've never played before, but I'm hoping all of the time I spent being a goalie for my teams back home will help." She motioned blocking a goal then did a little celebration dance.
"How about you? Have you played before?" Quote:
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Tegz [COLOR="goldenrod"]
Bel didn't notice the looks she was getting. Or, well, more accurately, she noticed them, but didn't think anything of it. They were all making do with what they had, right? Clothing wise?
She smiled excitedly at Daisy, and hearing the first year introduce herself, Bel went ahead and did the same, including the other first year with a smile. "G'day Emmalyn! M'name's Bel, I'm in my third year - me and Daisy are dormies." Her Australian twang was thick as usual, something that every now and then threw up roadblocks in people understanding her. Another older student arrived at the tryouts and Emmalyn felt her chances slipping further and further away. She began running the numbers in her head trying to calculate her chances.
"It's nice to meet you, Bel." She smiled and held out her hand for Bel to shake.
"Daisy and I met at the feast. She was so nice and even told Night and me about how to do well at school." Emmalyn's nerves were starting to get the better of her and she was rambling. She blushed and started fiddling with her bracelet in hopes that keeping her hands busy would quiet her mouth.
They greeting from
Daisy helped refocus her energy.
"I'm a bit nervous, to be honest. I didn't know so many from our house would be trying out."
In hopes of giving herself every advantage, Emmalyn started to do some stretching to limber up before it all started. The last thing she needed was to pull a muscle and have to sit out. No, she was going to do the absolute best she could do. If she didn't make the team, it wasn't going to be because she didn't try her hardest. They were all in for a fight.