Stamping his feet to warm up his toes, the only cold part of his body right now, Jake looked up and down the rows in the stands.

First one here? Figures.

Casting a shifty glance around, he moved along to the front, so he could get a good view. After all, he was very small.

First time ever watching a proper quidditch game, since he was 4 years old... and his best friend Cam would be playing, maybe Nancy and Paris would too.

Realising he shouldn't have turned up so early, Jake started fidgeting about.

Stupid attenti- ooh, lemur shaped shadow!

Annie Bunbury was always nice and early to the Quidditch matches, or at least she was early to the ones she wasn't playing in. Duh, she loved Quidditch. She even collected brooms, didn't she? Didn't she? Hmm.

Bunbunz was all decked out in red and green today as she couldn't decide which team to support. She had a red-and-green striped scarf tied over her hair and under her chin and a red winter jacket on with faux green fur lining its edges.

Mittens were necessary, of course, green ones with red faux fur lining. And her green boots over green-and-red striped stockings clashed wonderfully with her red-and-green plaid skirt.

"Hiya Jakey!" Bunz bounced up the stands and settled into a seat right next to the Hufflepuff boy. "Nice an early for Quidditch, aren't we?" the redhead beamed and rubbed her hands together, thinking that she shoulda brought Gingersnapple to the match.

Piper walked into the stands, sighing a bit. She sat down shivering slightly, as she pulled her cloak even tighter around her. She didn't even know who was playing, she had been so out of it yet.. She secretly hoped it was ravenclaw.. maybe she could catch a glimpse of Nigel.. She sighed and looked around..

Could this year get any worse?

Jake heard one of his insane nicknames being spoken out loud, and then someone settle in the seat next to him. It was Bunbury... Bunbury? Jake did a double take as he saw the colour scheme of the woman.

"Good sweet mother of autumn!" he yelped, shocked by the colours. She was just so... random. He was sure she was some kind of fashion fuh-reak. No matter, maybe she wouldn't be all touchy about his own purple trainers, red jeans and yellow hooded jumper, his weekend get-up that everyone seemed to hate. Pfft.

"Hey there," Jake smiled at the woman, remembering that weird mood she had been in... Stupid hormones... "Yeah, it's kind of important that I watch... I mean, I'm on the team and I've never seen a game," Jake explained, beaming, a twinkle in his eye. "You like quidditch then? How are you doing?" he asked warily.

What if she was like... insane? Was that catching?

Reese walked into the stands all bundled up in her coat.She had a Slytherin scarf on,that she proudly wore.Ohhh,yeah.Slytherin pride.On her head,she wore a green beanie,that offically covered up her little bald spot on the side of her head.She stuffed her hands in her pockets as she wandered around the stand slooking for somewhere to sit.Theeeeeen,she saw HIIIIIM.That BOOOOOY.A evil grin formed on her face as she walked over to him. "Well,look who it is,"she said.

It was just sooo cooold. Juniper shivered and tugged her brown hat more firmly onto her head as she made her way to the top of the stands. Sure she was rather early to the Quidditch match, and it was incredibly frigid outside, but she was still happy. First of all, she was outside. That in itself was a blessing. And second of all, she was watching a Quidditch match. How could she not be happy when she was about to watch Quidditch? It simply was not possible.

But it really was cold.

So cold that she could see her breath, and she could feel her tiny lemur cowering inside her scarf. The fourth year reluctantly admitted to herself that she probably should have left Nakato inside, but she knew the lemur did not get much fresh air. And, truth be told, she had forgotten that she was inside her pocket until she was halfway to the stadium. And by that time, there was nothing for Juniper to do but let the creature find a way to stay as warm as possible.

Was that--no, it could not be Professor Bunbury standing not too far away from Juniper, talking to some boy. Could it? The woman certainly looked like Professor Bunbury from an odd angle (there were not many adults with that kind of red hair), but she was not dressed like the Herbology professor. Juniper squinted in the woman's direction, trying to decipher whether or not that woman actually was Bunbury. The fourth year had absolutely no way of knowing how funny she looked, squinting and shivering in her brown and blue garb.

Elizabeth made her way into the stands, intentionally not wearing the colors of either team that was playing in the match today. She was only there to watch the game, and check out who the Ravenclaws might be playing eventually. Besides, she wasn't sure she really knew anyone on either team, so she didn't have a bias either way.

Instead, she was wearing a thick, bright blue sweater over her school uniform, her robes, and a heavy winter cloak. And she had a silvery knitted cap on her head, pulled down over her ears so only the ends of her blonde hair peeked out underneath the edge of the hat. And a scarf in the same shade was wrapped several times around her neck. She really didn't like cold weather.

Noticing only a few people in the stands so far, she did a double take at the outfit Professor Bunbury was wearing as she passed her sitting by Reese and the little Huffie she remembered from the DADA hex game. Making her way a few seats up from the group, she laid the blanket she had been carrying on the seat, then sat down on top of it, loking out at the pitch and wondering when the match was going to start.

Ooooooo. Quidditch. Ian lumbered on into the stands, ready to watch an exciting match. He had no idea who it was between, nor did he really have a preference for any of the houses over the others anyway. He just wanted to see a good ol' Hogwarts quidditch match.

The first quidditch match of the season and her house wasn't even playing, so why was she even down here planning to watch a game in the freezing cold? Honestly she had no idea, she wasn't even that big a fan of quidditch but it was something to do she guessed. The air was just so bitter and Kayla knew that both her lips and nose were blue from the cold winter air. She dug her hands deeper into her pockets and tucked her chin down into her scarf.

Looking up at the stands she wondered where she could possibly sit. Kayla made her way about halfway up the rows and then sat herself down on the very end seat so that if she got bored she could leave without having to struggle past other students. Merlin, it was cold and she really hated the cold...well at least it was snowing...yet.

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Jake heard one of his insane nicknames being spoken out loud, and then someone settle in the seat next to him. It was Bunbury... Bunbury? Jake did a double take as he saw the colour scheme of the woman.

"Good sweet mother of autumn!" he yelped, shocked by the colours. She was just so... random. He was sure she was some kind of fashion fuh-reak. No matter, maybe she wouldn't be all touchy about his own purple trainers, red jeans and yellow hooded jumper, his weekend get-up that everyone seemed to hate. Pfft.

"Hey there," Jake smiled at the woman, remembering that weird mood she had been in... Stupid hormones... "Yeah, it's kind of important that I watch... I mean, I'm on the team and I've never seen a game," Jake explained, beaming, a twinkle in his eye. "You like quidditch then? How are you doing?" he asked warily.

What if she was like... insane? Was that catching?

"You know someone named Autumn?" Annie asked Jake, tilting her head to the side at his exclamation. "That is SUCH a cool name, dude, like I knew this girl named Summer once, but she didn't look like a summer, you know, she had like black hair and she was always moody....uh..."

She trailed off at the memory and then tilted her head back to normal. "You're a Chaser, right?" The redhead bounced in her seat a little. "I LOOOOOVE Quidditch. It's THEE sport. The Montrose Magpies are my faaaavorite. Besides Hufflepuffy of course."

Bunbury realized that she was rambling, and that wasn't a very polite thing to do, so she zipped it up and decided to wave at his friend who walked up instead.

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Reese walked into the stands all bundled up in her coat.She had a Slytherin scarf on,that she proudly wore.Ohhh,yeah.Slytherin pride.On her head,she wore a green beanie,that offically covered up her little bald spot on the side of her head.She stuffed her hands in her pockets as she wandered around the stand slooking for somewhere to sit.Theeeeeen,she saw HIIIIIM.That BOOOOOY.A evil grin formed on her face as she walked over to him. "Well,look who it is,"she said.

"You know Jakey too?" Annie butted in. "Isn't he the FUNNEST Puff like EVER?"

She was so hyper and she'd only had six chocolate frogs before coming here. Heheeh.

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It was just sooo cooold. Juniper shivered and tugged her brown hat more firmly onto her head as she made her way to the top of the stands. Sure she was rather early to the Quidditch match, and it was incredibly frigid outside, but she was still happy. First of all, she was outside. That in itself was a blessing. And second of all, she was watching a Quidditch match. How could she not be happy when she was about to watch Quidditch? It simply was not possible.

But it really was cold.

So cold that she could see her breath, and she could feel her tiny lemur cowering inside her scarf. The fourth year reluctantly admitted to herself that she probably should have left Nakato inside, but she knew the lemur did not get much fresh air. And, truth be told, she had forgotten that she was inside her pocket until she was halfway to the stadium. And by that time, there was nothing for Juniper to do but let the creature find a way to stay as warm as possible.

Was that--no, it could not be Professor Bunbury standing not too far away from Juniper, talking to some boy. Could it? The woman certainly looked like Professor Bunbury from an odd angle (there were not many adults with that kind of red hair), but she was not dressed like the Herbology professor. Juniper squinted in the woman's direction, trying to decipher whether or not that woman actually was Bunbury. The fourth year had absolutely no way of knowing how funny she looked, squinting and shivering in her brown and blue garb.

Annie was quickly distracted by another one of her favorite peeps - "JUNIDEAR!" The redhead jumped up from her seat and started waving her red-and-green mittens at the Ravenclaw. "Come sit with us! C'mon! The game's starting!"

Okay, not quite - cos Maxxiepoo wasn't even there yet - but she was having a blast so far. Mmm chocolate frogs.

Rian frowned as she walked up to the stands. She wasn't sure who she was supporting, concidering Ravenclaw wasn't playing. And, she was probably too cold to even focus on the game, anyway, even if she did understand it.

She looked around, seeing Jake, Proffessor Bunbury, and Proffessor Ashby. Pulling her cloak super tight around herself, and still feeling the cold, Rian groaned. She had no idea why she was out here. She didn't lke quidditch that much, and Ravenclaw wasn't even playing. Ugh.

With a sigh, she sat down on the stands next to Ashby. With a quiet "Hello, proffessor," she settled for holding her hands to her nose to keep it from freezing, and threw an end of her scarf around her neck. She did not like the cold.

A sudden voice rang out behind Jake and his eyes widened before he s-l-o-w-l-y turned around. Oh, you have GOT to be kidding me!

It was Reese, that girl who'd been there when he stole Cale's sideburn... not good. But why should she be so mad? Did she love him or something?

"Hiiiiiiii," he replied, all innocent. "Sooooooo... quidditch!"

Smile sweetly and turn away... and put your hat on...

Jake reached into his pocket and pulled out a green billed beanie, so his hair was covered up. Before putting it on he whispered a quick sticking charm so that it couldn't be pulled off. Bwaha.

"Boiling..." Jake muttered. Now his head was covered, Jake felt no more cold, something he hated.

EEK! Juniper jumped about three centimeters off the ground and unconsciously took an extra step back from good measure. Why was her name being shouted by the woman who clearly was Professor Bunbury in odd clothing? The fourth year considered acting as if she had not heard the woman, but that was just out of the question. If she was in trouble, which she might be given the loudness with which her name had departed from Bunbury's mouth, she would only get more in trouble by running.

Or something of the sort. Juniper tended to stay out of trouble.

And if the woman wanted to eat her, which she doubted for once, then she would be eaten. There was only one thing to do.

"Hello, Professor," Juniper said quietly as she joined Professor Bunbury, some Hufflepuff boy she vaguely recognized, and another girl whom she did not know at all. "You seem excited for the match."

"Hello!" Ian greeted. "How are you on this fine day?"

Ian noticed that she seemed to be trying to keep her nose warm. Thank goodness for body heat.

Jake gazed at Professor Bunbury and smiled. She seemed... happy. A sugar rush? Blah, sugar... hungerrrrrr... Jake reached into his pocket and pulled out a lolly... it was one of the smallest things he allowed himself these days... but it was safe. "Want one?" he asked the Professor. "Oh, how's Gingersnapple?"

Shaking his head, Jake answered around the lollipop. "Seeker," he stated. "I was so surprised to even get on the team." Jake suddenly realised Bunbunz was talking to Reese. "Yeah, man, I'm so fun!" he pitched in, adding a hopeful grin to Reese. He liked Bunbunz, she was cooooool.

Looking round, Jake recognised a lot of people, and the enormity of how many people he had either made friends with, made enemies with or waxed, suddenly became clear. He stuck with a general smile for now. The most he did was give a wave to Professor Ashby... it was the least he could do after the puke sprinkler incident.

Jake was recently a boy of little words.

"Unfortunatly,I do,"Reese said.She took her hands out of her pockets and crossed her arms. "Oh,yes.He's HILARIOUS." Sarcasm...gotta love it. She look at Jake and rolled her eyes.This boy was nothing but trouble.

Reese looked back at Professor Bunbury. "Are you...okay?You seem quite hyper?" She has NEVER EVER seen Professor Bunbury like this before.


"Why heeeeello,"Reese said with a grin. "Oh,yes,Quidditch.Lovely game,isn't it?" She looked at Jake. She was going to get close to the prey before she came in for the kill.Bwahahaha.

Reese watched Jake put on his hat and raised her eyebrow. Was he scared he she was going to do something to his hair? Must be.

Rian smiled behind her hands. This proffessor was...not crazy, exactly, but definately...fun, might be the right word. "Umm, pretty good. I'm not one for the cold though...and I don't know hardly anything about quidditch..." Anyway... "But besides that, I'm good." she shook her head slightly. Blabbering to a teacher was kind of embarrassing.

"What about you, sir? Do you like quidditch?" she asked, tipping her head to the side slightly. "Oh, I'm Rian, by the way. Rian Potter." she slipped gloves onto her hands quickly, and smiled again when she could already feel them starting to warm up.

It was clear, by the look on the girl's face whenever she saw a trace of snow, that she was not particularly fond of it. Lucky for her, though, winter seemed to be passing quicker than normal, which meant that the snow would be vanishing soon enough, as well as the ridiculous cold.

Lazily, the Ravenclaw captain made her way towards the stands, her body covered in robes that she had made sure had no trace of blue or green on them. She was supporting no one, and the only reason why the fifth year had left the warm insides of the castle, was because she had to check out the competition, and because she enjoyed a good Quidditch game. Naturally.

Now, she could only hope that this would actaully be a good game, for it ended up being a dull one, all the coldness she would have to endure would be for nothing. And Willow Kovac would have to take matters to her own hands if that ended up happening. Taking matters to her own hands meaning that she would have to have a word with the captains of both teams, and blame them for not entertaining enough, and for having to force her to deal with all the snow she had seen on her way to the stands.

Hopefully this would not happen. Not to mention that the chances that a Quidditch match would end up being boring were incredibly slim; Willow had never actually witnessed a dull Quidditch game. But there was always a first time for everything, after all.

Spotting Pinky Bunbury not wearing pink -which surprised Willow-, and Professor Ashby already there, waiting for the match start, the girl waved and smiled politely at both of them, before taking ownership of a seat around the first row of the stands.

Now she could only hope that the beaters were any good, for if they weren't, her facial features would end up ruined, and that would be simly terrible. For her and the Gryffindor and Slytherin beaters, of course--she would make sure they paid for their mistake. But she was going to be optimistic, because if they had made those teams, it meant they had to be at least decent at what they did. Huh.

They'd better be. After all, like the beater she was, Willow knew very well how dangerous a well aimed Bludger could be.

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EEK! Juniper jumped about three centimeters off the ground and unconsciously took an extra step back from good measure. Why was her name being shouted by the woman who clearly was Professor Bunbury in odd clothing? The fourth year considered acting as if she had not heard the woman, but that was just out of the question. If she was in trouble, which she might be given the loudness with which her name had departed from Bunbury's mouth, she would only get more in trouble by running.

Or something of the sort. Juniper tended to stay out of trouble.

And if the woman wanted to eat her, which she doubted for once, then she would be eaten. There was only one thing to do.

"Hello, Professor," Juniper said quietly as she joined Professor Bunbury, some Hufflepuff boy she vaguely recognized, and another girl whom she did not know at all. "You seem excited for the match."

Professor, blah, that had to be some sort of silly nickname. Bunny didn't like that much. "Yes, I'm very very very excited." She beamed at the 'Claw and then looked out at the pitch. "I couldn't decide who to root for, though I'll admit I know more Gryffies than Slythies. So I wore both their colors!"

She was quite proud of her clothing, actually, and the charming she'd done to make it all clash match. Bunz spotted Ian Ashby sitting a bit aways and started waving at him madly. Oooh wow, it must be a special day if a Quidditch legend comes to watch Hogwartians play...

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Jake gazed at Professor Bunbury and smiled. She seemed... happy. A sugar rush? Blah, sugar... hungerrrrrr... Jake reached into his pocket and pulled out a lolly... it was one of the smallest things he allowed himself these days... but it was safe. "Want one?" he asked the Professor. "Oh, how's Gingersnapple?"

Shaking his head, Jake answered around the lollipop. "Seeker," he stated. "I was so surprised to even get on the team." Jake suddenly realised Bunbunz was talking to Reese. "Yeah, man, I'm so fun!" he pitched in, adding a hopeful grin to Reese. He liked Bunbunz, she was cooooool.

Looking round, Jake recognised a lot of people, and the enormity of how many people he had either made friends with, made enemies with or waxed, suddenly became clear. He stuck with a general smile for now. The most he did was give a wave to Professor Ashby... it was the least he could do after the puke sprinkler incident.

Jake was recently a boy of little words.

And now Jake was offering her a lolly. "For me? Really?" Annie gasped in delight. "Of course!" She snatched the sweet right out of his hand and popped it in her mouth, enjoying the stickiness right away. "Mmm whut flavva is dis?" she asked through the sucker.

"Gingerschnapple ish fiiiiine, he misshes you tho I dink," the redhead continued talking around the lolly. "And Scheeker!" Bunz popped it out of her mouth for a minute to talk. "Congratulations! Almost nobody makes Seeker their first term...." Hmm, he must be buddies with the cap'n. I need to meet her. Him? Her? It?

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"Unfortunatly,I do,"Reese said.She took her hands out of her pockets and crossed her arms. "Oh,yes.He's HILARIOUS." Sarcasm...gotta love it. She look at Jake and rolled her eyes.This boy was nothing but trouble.

Reese looked back at Professor Bunbury. "Are you...okay?You seem quite hyper?" She has NEVER EVER seen Professor Bunbury like this before.

"Why heeeeello,"Reese said with a grin. "Oh,yes,Quidditch.Lovely game,isn't it?" She looked at Jake. She was going to get close to the prey before she came in for the kill.Bwahahaha.

Reese watched Jake put on his hat and raised her eyebrow. Was he scared he she was going to do something to his hair? Must be.

"I know!" Bunnybunz started giggling at the way the Slytherin said 'hilarious' for some reason. "What's your name, by the way?" she asked the girl, spotting someone she thought she knew over her shoulder. Oh, that's that's that's the Claw cap'n! Bunz waved cheerfully to the girl and then turned back to Reese.

"I'm good, just fine, enjoying the game and this loovely lollipop. You should get one." She popped the sucker back in the mouth and smiled without showing any teeth.

Ludo made his way into the stands, continuously looking out on the snow-covered lawn as if he'd see either team preparing to take off. Then he would check his watch and tell himself that he had pleantly of time before getting to excited.

He scanned the rows and saw Liz a several rows up. Starting his climb he passed a couple of Professors. "Afternoon Professor Bunbury. Professor Ashby." he inclined his head to each and flashed a smile. A deep shivering fell upon him and he pulled his royal blue scarf tighter.

Finally, he made it to Liz.

"Hey you." he said, sitting close to her for warmth. "I'm used to seeing you up there instead of over here." He smiled again.
"Who are you rooting for?"

Jake beamed up at Reese, totally missing the sarcasm in the girl's voice. "Thank you!" he said. "Oh, leave her," Jake waved his hand. "It's so cool when the Professor's have fun!"

Eyes going bright again, Jake nodded once, firmly.

Seems like she's not all that mad.

All is at peace in the world. Ohm.

Jake thought for a second. "I think it's just either blackcurrant or strawberry... they're my favourites, so I mainly carry them," Jake went on, holding his own lolly in his hand whilst he spoke. As he opened his mouth to stick in back in, Jake revealed his multi-coloured tongue, indicating that he had in fact eaten many already that day.

"I schould come shee 'im," Jake pondered for a moment. "I don' tink I came to shee you schinss... firsht day of terrm," he went on, removing the sweet. "Aside from classes and some... stuff..."

"Yeah, Seeker!" Jake grinned. "Thanks... It's kinda daunting though... but... we'll see..." Jake stared out over the pitch. "Two of my best friends in Slytherin are playing today," he said out loud, saying it for the sake of it.

Jake turned round to face Reese. "Want one?" he asked, holding out a strawberry flavoured one. He looked at it and then pulled out a green lime one as well, looking up at her, inviting her to pick.

Oyye, with the 'Jakey' name...

Elizabeth smiled as she saw Ludo arrive at the stands, although she stayed in her curled up position, trying to retain warmth, as he made his way up the stands, greeting the professors on the way up. But as he got to where she was seated, she shifted over slightly so he could sit on the blanket too.

"Hey," she said as he sat down next to her, turning her head to smile at him. When he joked about seeing her playing, she grinned. "I'm not playing in this game, you doofus," she said affectionately, scooting herself closer to him since she was still freezing, even through all her layers. And as he asked who she was rooting for, she shrugged. "I don't know that I'm really rooting for either team over the other one. I just want to watch to see who looks like they'll be more competition," she answered.

William bounced down excitedly towards the stands, his hair covered by his ravenclaw scarf. It was chilly out, but he could handle it as he climbed up the steps looking for people. He spotted Bunbury with a few students and shrugged, trudging up the steps and tripping on his shoelaces ... again.

Grumbling as he rubbed his knees he stopped beside Jake and plopped himself on the seat, his pocket shuffling with frogs. He needed snacks for the game he figured, glancing at Jake and grinned, "Perfect day to be out no?" He asked, his breath dancing in front of him.

As she walked through the stands, completely hidden with her wooly hat and scarf, Evangeline had two goals in mind. First, to be able to find a secure seat without falling over and second, avoid any kind of contact with Alessia Lupa.

She had said she'd be here, right?

Growling quietly at the thought of the woman alone, the Slytherin Prefect finally found a rather quiet spot where she sat herself, snuggling her scarf tighter around her neck and face. EEEP! It was cold! Clifford was gonna freeze!