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*PhoenixRising* · 10-22-2023, 03:52 AM

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Originally Posted by aRogueOne

Sloane nodded and considered this for a moment. She wasn’t one to blindly argue her point if she was wrong. She was far more likely to change tack and argue another point that was right. “So they throw these little gnomes out of their homes all because they want to walk out on the pitch? That seems a bit mean, don’t you think? I don’t see why they can’t start it in the air,” she says as though she’s seen a game of Quidditch in her life. In truth, the closest she’d came to seeing a game was watching a few people fly around the pitch. “Maybe it would make the grass look nicer but…I dunno…” She couldn’t really elaborate on this or find the right words to explain how she felt about it. She kind of liked gardens that were a little bit rougher, with grass and weeds here and there and little creatures and critters roaming around.

“Well in that case, I am a muggleborn. I’ve never actually seen a game before,” she finally admitted. Sloane went a little quiet as she considered the fact that most Slytherin’s weren’t typically muggleborn and just shrugged a little, unsure what to say to that. She didn’t really feel a particular way about it, although that was mostly because hadn’t come to Hogwarts with a house, she wanted to be in. She honestly still didn’t know much about the other houses at all. She knew her friends and some of her house mates and they were all okay. “I guess sometimes, it doesn’t matter what you are. You just get put places and do things and break the mould or help set it more.”

Grabbing another sandwich and taking a bite, she didn’t answer straight away, she was after all hungry and actually wanted to eat some of the food she’d brought for herself. After a few seconds and a few more bites, she did eventually answer. “Like I said, I’ve never seen a game. I have seen a few people fly here though so I just kind of assumed that it was played up in the air, y’know? Kind of makes sense. And also, a few people have talked about it around me so…” and whilst she’d done her best to avoid the conversations, she’d managed to catch some of it.

Emma sighed, really wishing her father was here to explain all this. "Well the quidditch pitch isn't meant to be their home. That's the thing." She frowned, shaking her head. "I guess like people want the sports fields to be all aesthetically pleasing. They don't want the roughness of a wildflower patch." She shrugged. It wasn't really for the players so much as the fans, from her understanding.

Her eyes bulged. "Well it's kind of like football, but played on broomsticks... and well, you're just going to have to come to a match with me next summer! That's not really an option. I mean I know you'll see matches at Hogwarts but it's definitely not the same as professional." She nodded about the breaking the mould. "I like that. We're making history right here, right now too."

"Oh it is played in the air. They just can't actually start in the air." she grinned, which didn't really make sense but kind of did. But maybe that was just cause she'd grown up watching the sport so it was familiar to her. She took another bite of sandwich, chewing thoughtfully.

10-22-2023, 03:52 AM	#13 (permalink)
PhoenixRising Quintaped Join Date: Oct 2006 Location: in my head [GMT-6] Posts: 58,785 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amelia Adara Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Emma Montmorency (#301199) Hufflepuff Fourth Year x12 x8	YesJess! \| Captain Goggles \| Mama Badger \| Eva's Soul Sister \| An OG™ \| It's all in the Numbers Quote: Originally Posted by aRogueOne Sloane nodded and considered this for a moment. She wasn’t one to blindly argue her point if she was wrong. She was far more likely to change tack and argue another point that was right. “So they throw these little gnomes out of their homes all because they want to walk out on the pitch? That seems a bit mean, don’t you think? I don’t see why they can’t start it in the air,” she says as though she’s seen a game of Quidditch in her life. In truth, the closest she’d came to seeing a game was watching a few people fly around the pitch. “Maybe it would make the grass look nicer but…I dunno…” She couldn’t really elaborate on this or find the right words to explain how she felt about it. She kind of liked gardens that were a little bit rougher, with grass and weeds here and there and little creatures and critters roaming around. “Well in that case, I am a muggleborn. I’ve never actually seen a game before,” she finally admitted. Sloane went a little quiet as she considered the fact that most Slytherin’s weren’t typically muggleborn and just shrugged a little, unsure what to say to that. She didn’t really feel a particular way about it, although that was mostly because hadn’t come to Hogwarts with a house, she wanted to be in. She honestly still didn’t know much about the other houses at all. She knew her friends and some of her house mates and they were all okay. “I guess sometimes, it doesn’t matter what you are. You just get put places and do things and break the mould or help set it more.” Grabbing another sandwich and taking a bite, she didn’t answer straight away, she was after all hungry and actually wanted to eat some of the food she’d brought for herself. After a few seconds and a few more bites, she did eventually answer. “Like I said, I’ve never seen a game. I have seen a few people fly here though so I just kind of assumed that it was played up in the air, y’know? Kind of makes sense. And also, a few people have talked about it around me so…” and whilst she’d done her best to avoid the conversations, she’d managed to catch some of it. Emma sighed, really wishing her father was here to explain all this. "Well the quidditch pitch isn't meant to be their home. That's the thing." She frowned, shaking her head. "I guess like people want the sports fields to be all aesthetically pleasing. They don't want the roughness of a wildflower patch." She shrugged. It wasn't really for the players so much as the fans, from her understanding. Her eyes bulged. "Well it's kind of like football, but played on broomsticks... and well, you're just going to have to come to a match with me next summer! That's not really an option. I mean I know you'll see matches at Hogwarts but it's definitely not the same as professional." She nodded about the breaking the mould. "I like that. We're making history right here, right now too." *"Oh it is played in the air. They just can't actually start* in the air."** she grinned, which didn't really make sense but kind of did. But maybe that was just cause she'd grown up watching the sport so it was familiar to her. She took another bite of sandwich, chewing thoughtfully. __________________ ___________________You should take your little finger and just point it in the mirror. ________________________________________Baby, maybe you're the problem ✯