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Old 11-15-2008, 02:33 AM   #145 (permalink)
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Nerissa M. Tate
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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?"
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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.
And so the game began with Hufflepuff scoring. Nonchalantly, the fourth year shrugged. It didn’t really matter for her who ended up victorious in this game. She was only here to watch.

Of course that her mind also registered how fast that Hufflepuff Captain with a Multiple Personalities disorder was. Her rosy lips pressed into a tight line for a moment, before focusing her attention in the words that the Prefect beside her was uttering.

“Oh, I do know a few of the Hufflepuff players, as well as Slytherins,” responded the girl, without taking her forest green eyes off the pitch. “Both of the captains, for instance,” the girl went on, narrowing her eyes at the thought of knowing Rapunzel. It wasn’t something she was proud of, naturally, for knowing that girl was an utter misfortune for the young Ravenclaw. “And Clifford Carden that plays for Slytherin… and… is that weird boy playing?” Huh. Willow wouldn’t have guessed he was in the team. Not after leaving his captain unconscious in the library. Cue her infamous snicker dancing upon her lips.

Finally taking her eyes off the pitch, to examine the new comer with a rather uninterested expression and listening to her request, the fifteen year old shrugged yet again. “It’s fine by me. Go ahead and take a seat,” replied the brunette politely—perhaps a little too politely. It wasn’t like she owned the stands. As long as this girl was not obnoxious as many females he knew, Willow really didn’t mind her presence.
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