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SilverTiger · 11-15-2008, 02:19 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Oesed

Tap, tap, tap.

Will it ever start? Obviously. Naturally, of course, since Willow was Willow, she was feeling rather impatient. Waiting and anything that could potentially be remotely close to that were areas in which the fourth year was not particularly an expert. She was a really impatient person—needless to say, when Willow Kovac wanted something she wanted right at the instant she wished for it.

Of course that rarely happened, for according to her, the Gods and the Karma that surrounded the world were determined to make fun of her by not providing the girl the things that she wanted. Willow, naturally, found a way to blame her overly proper and sometimes too cold father for this.

Still tapping her foot against the floor, the fourth year looked up to see the person that had addressed to her. “Certainly,” answered the rather short brunette with a polite nod, to the Ravenclaw prefect and fellow beater. “I take that you are, too?” She inquired, before shivering.

Stupid Winter. It was too cold.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Saint Oscar

Eddie still had no idea what the hell Quidditch was but at least she was trying to make some sort of effort. Once again everyone else seemed to be dressed in robes. She never truly understood what the whole amazing thing about robes were but then again she didn't care. Her ears were nice warm since she had chosen smartly to wear a gray knit cap over her curl blond hair.

Pulling her deep navy blue coat closer to her small frame, she looked for a place to sit. She noticed a small group of Ravenclaws and decided she might as well sit with her own house mates. Walking over with a bright and cheery smile she couldn't help but ask nervously "Mind if I sit here?"

Elizabeth looked at Willow and sat down as the other girl answered her. "Of course. There's not really many other reasons for me to be here. I don't think I know anyone on either team." She noticed how Willow shivered and glanced at her again. "I hope it's not as cold today as it was during our game, but so far it's not looking like I'm getting that wish," she commented idly.

Then another girl approached them, smiling brightly. Elizabeth looked up at her with a smile. "I don't know that I mind, although it seems too cold to be that excited." She wasn't going to asnwer for Willow, and she simply turned back to the pitch, to wait for something to happen.

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