  SS 100 Triumphant!Ramora
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Hadley Taylor
Fourth Year |  Canon Niffler || Neville's Yorkshire Pudding | | Teddy's Biographer || P + R = ♥
Lorcan's couldn't believe his eyes Quote:
Originally Posted by Vindictus Rafe Lycaon retrieves the Quaffle and puts it back into play . . . his pass is caught by Alexa Kennedy and she tucks it under her arm as she zooms down the Pitch . . . Sebastian Whitcomb and Aaron Anderson swoop in and flank the Gryffindor Chaser . . . both Slytherin defenders start pushing Kennedy back and forth . . . the crowd gasps as Kennedy drops the Quaffle . . . Aaron Carter swoops in and grabs it out of the air just as Whitcomb reaches out . . . Carter is forced to make a one-handed pass to Legend Chosen . . . Chosen catches it and zooms into the scoring area . . . Chosen raises his arm and he shoots . . . Kiri Starstalker reaches out and the Quaffle hits her open palms and it falls backwards into the center goal hoop and knocks a golden object out of the way . . . DING! Gryffindor scores! [/SIZE] It was a very good job that Lorcan didn't really know many swear words. "OI, PUMPKIN HEADS! LEAVE HER ALONE!!!" He roared at the Slytherins, the veins on his neck standing out nastily, his face going bright red, for once not from embarrassment. Quote:
Originally Posted by D.A Forever  Surprised by the voice that had to be addressing her, for the others crowded around them seemed actually excited and cheerful for the most part, Katie turned her gaze to find the owner of the voice. She vaguely recognized the boy as one of her many housemates, almost all of which she didn't know by now. So naturally, she didn't know his.
Though he was focused back on the game, the corners of her lips twitched upward out of amusement. Was she that obvious? "Probably." She agreed, observing him for a moment. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted Legend and abruptly redirected her gaze. Legend was faster than the other Chasers, he shoots - he scores! "Gooo Legend!" Katie shouted, cupping her hands around her mouth.
"So, if we're on the same level here with.. this stuff," she gestured toward the pitch and the players flying about, dark eyes coming to rest back on the blondish Hufflepuff boy. "then what forced you down here, if you don't mind me asking." Turning her attention briefly onto the game, Katie watched as Legend once again got to the quaffle before the others but messed up the play. She groaned, disappointed in him. "Come ON Chosen, you can do better than that!" and he better, she didn't come to this silly match for nothing. He looked at the girl. She's going to think I'm a nutter. "She brings me here." He pointed at the blur that was Lexi. "But I'd sooner be anywhere else. I'm Lorcan O'Farrell." He told her in his thick Yorkshire accent. That usually confused people and although he was focused on the girl in the sky, he couldn't help but wonder what the girl next to him in the stands would make of his confusing mix of Yorkshire accent and Irish name, if she made anything of it at all.
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