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noodles · 01-17-2010, 11:53 PM

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Originally Posted by Luna Laufghudd

Miranda looked like she was being scolded by her mother when Oliver pointed out the connection between the ball and the name of the game. Well, she knew that. But, pffft. He had kicked it too high. "Yeah, well... Then maybe you should actually aim for the feet." Bah! Yeah, you tell him. Boys...

Yellow card? "What yellow card?" asked Miranda, looking like o.O
What was he talking about now?
Errr, nevermind. "Sorry!" She called out and waved a little to the group of students who had recieved their ball. But her face turned into a dull one as Oliver so thoughtfully recommended that Miranda sticked to Quidditch. She was! Ha! REady? No not really, but go for it. She nodded at him and kept her eyes on the ball.

And yay, it came rolling to her and she stopped it with her foot. Haha! Miranda grinned at Oliver and looked down at her foot with the ball. Woot! Her father was a Wizard...even though he was pretty interested in Muggle things, that interest hadn't really rubbed off her. "Okayyy, here it coooomes!" With her tounge between her lips, Miranda kicked it towards Oliver, and surpirsingly enough, it didn't hit anyone in the face!

Oliver shielded his eyes as if looking towards the sun and shrugged as he looked down at her feet. “They're almost too small to see from here.” Chortle.

Smirk.

He rolled his eyes when she asked that question. He thought this girl was a half blood – she sounded worse than his pureblood half-siblings right now. He waved his arm as if to say, 'nevermind' just as she said the word.

He watched the ball roll over to Miranda and grinned when she stopped it with her foot. He gave her a one handed thumbs up. “Great. Well done.” He congratulated her sincerely. He smiled at her as she passed the ball back and stopped it with the side of his foot. Well.. this was a bit dull, eh? He carefully kicked the ball back towards Miranda, looking away when heard a commotion from somewhere else in the room. Woah.. a girl was passed out and.. eh? Someone with superhuman strength must have kicked that ball... or she was just soft as hell. Oliver's face cracked into an amused smile and he looked at Miranda, nodding in the passed out person's direction. “If I'm up against this lot at Quidditch tryouts, I'll be just fine.” He smirked at her. hehe.

Then the professor blew his whistle and he looked over Miranda and beckoned her over. “Fancy practising some dribbling now?”

01-17-2010, 11:53 PM	#408 (permalink)
noodles Hinkypunk Join Date: Aug 2007 Location: hiss Posts: 12,260 Hogwarts RPG Name: Rowan Fairfax Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Ezra Greenwood Ravenclaw Fifth Year x2	<3 Yeahhh, Mr White! Yeah science! Quote: Originally Posted by Luna Laufghudd Miranda looked like she was being scolded by her mother when Oliver pointed out the connection between the ball and the name of the game. Well, she knew that. But, pffft. He had kicked it too high. "Yeah, well... Then maybe you should actually aim for the feet." Bah! Yeah, you tell him. Boys... Yellow card? "What yellow card?" asked Miranda, looking like o.O What was he talking about now? Errr, nevermind. "Sorry!" She called out and waved a little to the group of students who had recieved their ball. But her face turned into a dull one as Oliver so thoughtfully recommended that Miranda sticked to Quidditch. She was! Ha! REady? No not really, but go for it. She nodded at him and kept her eyes on the ball. And yay, it came rolling to her and she stopped it with her foot. Haha! Miranda grinned at Oliver and looked down at her foot with the ball. Woot! Her father was a Wizard...even though he was pretty interested in Muggle things, that interest hadn't really rubbed off her. "Okayyy, here it coooomes!" With her tounge between her lips, Miranda kicked it towards Oliver, and surpirsingly enough, it didn't hit anyone in the face! Oliver shielded his eyes as if looking towards the sun and shrugged as he looked down at her feet. “They're almost too small to see from here.” Chortle. Smirk. He rolled his eyes when she asked that question. He thought this girl was a half blood – she sounded worse than his pureblood half-siblings right now. He waved his arm as if to say, 'nevermind' just as she said the word. He watched the ball roll over to Miranda and grinned when she stopped it with her foot. He gave her a one handed thumbs up. “Great. Well done.” He congratulated her sincerely. He smiled at her as she passed the ball back and stopped it with the side of his foot. Well.. this was a bit dull, eh? He carefully kicked the ball back towards Miranda, looking away when heard a commotion from somewhere else in the room. Woah.. a girl was passed out and.. eh? Someone with superhuman strength must have kicked that ball... or she was just soft as hell. Oliver's face cracked into an amused smile and he looked at Miranda, nodding in the passed out person's direction. “If I'm up against this lot at Quidditch tryouts, I'll be just fine.” He smirked at her. hehe. Then the professor blew his whistle and he looked over Miranda and beckoned her over. “Fancy practising some dribbling now?” __________________