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CharGryffindor · 10-09-2010, 08:02 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Lindzers

Woah.

That girl was fast.

Before Melanie could register what happened, the Ravenclaw girl had possession of the Quaffle she'd dropped... and then a Gryffindor! Ohh! She was heading in the same direction Melanie had been! Leaning forward, the Hufflepuff zoomed after the other girls, toward the baskets the Head Boy was guarding.

Quote:

Originally Posted by LilFox06

Ah! There were rocks! No, there were boulders hurtling toward him. He swerved quickly. The swerve nearly flung him off the broom. He hated school brooms.

He then looked around for the quaffle. Rubiey now had it. He flew toward her and then pulled along side her so they were flying side-by-side. "Go Rubiey!" he said encouraging the first year. He'd stay near her just in case she dropped the quaffle or needed someone to throw it to.

Rubiey was flying faster than she had ever gone before. Her long brown hair was coming out of her lose bun, but she didn't care, right now all that mattered was her, the quaffle that hung on her arm, and those baskets.

She felt rather than saw the older kids that flanked her, and she grinned. There was no way in hell she was dropping this. About ten feet away from the baskets, she raised her arm, and threw the quaffle with all the strength she could muster.

Pleaaaaase let it go in!!

10-09-2010, 08:02 PM	#180 (permalink)
CharGryffindor Firecrab Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: Pigfarts, Mars. Posts: 925 Hogwarts RPG Name: Rubiey O'Rielly Fourth Year	Quote: Originally Posted by Lindzers Woah. That girl was fast. Before Melanie could register what happened, the Ravenclaw girl had possession of the Quaffle she'd dropped... and then a Gryffindor! Ohh! She was heading in the same direction Melanie had been! Leaning forward, the Hufflepuff zoomed after the other girls, toward the baskets the Head Boy was guarding. Quote: Originally Posted by LilFox06 Ah! There were rocks! No, there were boulders hurtling toward him. He swerved quickly. The swerve nearly flung him off the broom. He hated school brooms. He then looked around for the quaffle. Rubiey now had it. He flew toward her and then pulled along side her so they were flying side-by-side. "Go Rubiey!" he said encouraging the first year. He'd stay near her just in case she dropped the quaffle or needed someone to throw it to. Rubiey was flying faster than she had ever gone before. Her long brown hair was coming out of her lose bun, but she didn't care, right now all that mattered was her, the quaffle that hung on her arm, and those baskets. She felt rather than saw the older kids that flanked her, and she grinned. There was no way in hell she was dropping this. About ten feet away from the baskets, she raised her arm, and threw the quaffle with all the strength she could muster. Pleaaaaase let it go in!! __________________ When your lips touch mine, it's the kiss of life.