Cale hurried down to the stands, practically tripping and falling all over the place because he was in such a hurry. He was overly excited for this game--this was the first time they had been in the Championship since he started Hogwarts! He found a nice, empty spot on the bleachers and held up his Gryffindor banner.

"GOOOOOOOOOO GRYFFINDOR! GOOOOOOOO ANNA! GO LEXI! GO EVERYONE!" he cried, waving his matching flag above his head. He didn't even care if people were staring at him right now--he must look awfully goofy in his head-to-toe maroon and gold ensemble, but hey, they only got to experience this once, right?

Copernicus plucked the toilet paper right out of the air and gave her a saucy little wink. Fine, she didn't like his help? He wouldn't offer it. He wrapped the end of the toilet paper around his hand and threw the rest into the stands below him. Hopefully someone else would grab it and continue throwing it, making the stands blue all over.

Copernicus gave Cela a sideways look before he started bouncing again. "Glad to be of service, Miss Toussaint. Just use me as a shelf whenever you need to."

Ellie giggled, the boy looked rather funny with that wig. “Thought so. That wig looks awesome on him.” The brunette said with a giggle.
Then she turned to Paris as she promised that next term would be better.
Ohhh darn, she had forgotten that Paris’ was the snakes seeker. A way to go Bluebell.
Even though Ellie wasn’t much of a promises person, still, she showed Paris a , slightly embarrassed, smile. She believed that Paris had meant that.
“It’s not just your fault Paris, you are a pretty darn good seeker !” Yeck yes she was ! “And I wasn’t just talking about Quidditch.” The brunette said, still smiling.
The Quidditch cup was a way more important to Eleanor than the house cup, though.

"Oh Merlin! She grabbed the snitch! She grabbed it!" Ellie turned to Paris and after a minute without saying a word, the brunette turned her eyes to the match and started yelling. "GREAT JOB GOOWIN! GO GO RAVENCLAW!"
Now Ellie was starting to wonder if she should go to the infirmary check if everything was all right with her.

Oooooh the Ravvies caught the first snitch! Miranda grinned. She should cheer for the Gryffindors, they still had a chance!

Gryffindor is here, Gryffindor is ready,
Make sure you're prepared, cuz they're strong and steady!

"AAAaAAAaAAANNNnNAAaAAA! WOOOOOO! GO GIRL!!!!!" She did something big and impressive and Plymouth waved his hanky for her.




Plymouth snorted snottily (the real kind of snot, not the uppity type) when Kayla threw the toilet paper at Copernicus. Kayla Winters was like basically Plymouth's new BFF. Candy and hugs (occasional kisses) and toilet paper throwing. "I don't say this lightly Kayla, but I think I love you. In that other sort of way."



"Hehe," Plymouth giggled, though it too was a little snotty. His girlfriend was the cutest thing since cruppy puppies. "Vrrooom your broooms, Clawwwwwwwws! Do it for CELLBELL!!"

Herminny jumped a little by the sudden outburst, but then realized who was calling her and she noticed it was her Slytherin freind Lucy, and said, "Hey Lucy, and quickly ran over to her side and got a glimpse of the scoreboard at the same time and saw it was a tie game
and could not wait to see what would happen next hoping it would be Gryffindor taking the lead.

"YAY!!! That's an awesome cheer Cells! We should make up dances too... make one up for Gryffindor too!" She said and continued dancing.

"Oooo" She said and tossed her purse at him... "If you're holding things, hold my purse!" But as the purse fell on his lap it opened and in it was LOTS of chocolate.

"Ooo Vrooom your brooms? I like that too" She danced around Plymouth, holding Cela's hands.

Kayla poked her tongue out at Cope as he caught the toilet paper. Merlin, he reminded her of Nicholai sometimes just not as good looking. She looked out over the pitch, she didn't know who to support. Robert and Tobi were both good friends of hers but since she was sitting amongst a bunch of blue it looked as though she would have to support Ravenclaw otherwise they might just turn on her...yeah right!!

Ewww...did he just snot all over her? She hoped not. "There, there Plymouth you'll feel better soon" she gave his head a little rub and offered him some more candy. "Oh that's very sweet of you Plymouth, but you shouldn't say that too loud Cela might get jealous." Actually Cela, probably wouldn't but she didn't want anyone overhearing Plymouth Morgan tell Kayla Winters that he loved her, she remembered what happened last time someone witnessed their little...accident!

"Thank's Cope!" Cela told him cheerfully and nudged him with her shoulder,

"Lions may roar! But we've got 'claws! Sharpened by wit so haaaaandle it!
Eagles SOAR! Eagles SCORE! FOR THE WIN IT'S RAVENCLAW!" She waved her pom-poms some more and jumped up and down.

"Thanks Professor!" Cela grinned and her eyes followed the tossed purse. ZOMG. CHOCOLATE! Cela paused mid bounce, her nose twitching and her weight on her toes as if she were contemplating launching herself at Copernicus to claim the chocolate. But it wasn't hers.

She took a shaky breath and tore her eyes away.

"Eagles have style! Eagles have finesse! Hope you're taking notes 'cos the Eagles are the BEST!"

Mari was watching the match somewhat intensely, making odd little faces here and there as she tried to concentrate and figure out what was going on. Robert had tried to educate her on the basics of Quidditch so she might actually know what was going on when she came to see him play, but its seemed to have not stuck quite so fast as they would have hoped. She got carried away with the crowds, noting with amusement the interesting cheers Cela kept coming up with, along with other people. Mari simply clapped and cheered for Robert, knowing that even if he didn't see her, it would mean more to him to know that she had come and participated a little bit.

Tino sat primly in his seat, a sole stationary presence in the midst of swarming, screaming students. He studied the field with an intense concentration, leaning forward with his pink tongue poking out of his mouth. Clutching a small notepad, every few seconds Tino would scribble quickly.

Head up, head down, head up, head down.

Delicate spectacles balanced on the tip of his nose. Tino didn't really need the glasses, but he was taking this duty very seriously. He had received the highest honor of being asked to write as a guest reporter for the Ravenclaw news. Him! Tino Kolytiris! And he was going to be the best darn reporter anyone had ever seen!

He was not swayed by the noise, nor the boisterous thrashing all around him. Not even when his friend Tobi was cracked hard by a bludger, or the Claws caught the first snitch, did his focus waver. This boy was on a MISSION.

"Excuse me," Tino batted at the blue crepe paper that was flying across his face, "I have a job to do! Everyone outta the way! What just happened?!"

And suddenly the first half of the game was played and the both teams are tied in snitch caughting.

Snort.
Miranda smiled, still scratching her nose, and her cheek, and her forhead. The smudges of red and blue were turning her face lilac... Not that she had noticed, though her hands were all colored purple.

Next Session, here we come! Weeeeeeeeeeee!

Clifford practically DRAGGED Evangeline all the way up and into the stands. They were laaate and by the look of it missing all the action. He'd never seen the stands quite so.. hectic. Oopsy daisy.

"This'll do," he grinned, dragging Evangeline just an ickle bit further and choosing a bench further near the back. He didn't want her being scaaared! "It looks like they're just heading in for half time.." Yup, they'd missed the first half. Ah well. "That means we'll have to take more photos until they come back out!" Clifford exclaimed, pointing the camera at his girlfriend again. "Ready!?" Poor Evangeline.

Emily slipped into the back of the stands and quietly took a seat. Squinting towards the pitch, it looked like half time. Pfft. Rubbish timing she had. Looked like she would have to just sit here.. and wait for the action to start. BOR-ING.

Being Emily, and being as stubborn as a mule and as proud as a peacock, she was wearing her usual Slytherin green, though on her skinny wrist she wore a little blue and silver beaded bracelet. A nod towards the fact that she was here supporting Ravenclaw. She started fiddling with it as she waited iimpatiently for second half to 'kick off.'

As Rachel walked towards the pitch, she frowned as she saw the lack of flying red and blue blurs in the air. Checking the time, she saw that it was indeed half time and that she had missed the first half of the game. Ah well... There's always next year.

Making her way up the stands, she grimaced as she remembered the reason she never usually attended Quidditch games. The noise was practically overwhelming and she resented the fact that now that she was here, she couldn't just leave. Being a Prefect and all, I have to show house spirit... Pfft. Reaching the seats, she put on a brave smile and sat down somewhere, content with waiting silently for the match to start up again. Glancing at the point board, the corners of her lips pulled down a little as she saw that there was a draw between Ravenclaw and Gryffindor.

Turning around, she searched for people she knew. Sweeping the stands with a glance, she practically jumped out of her skin as someone shouted something behind her. That's kind of catchy; Only a Ravvie could come up with something like that! she thought proudly as she swiveled and grinned at Cela and her friends.

Starting to feel a little better about this whole situation, she reached for her bag and pulled out a bag of muggle sweets that Jake had sent over per her request. Grabbing a gummy bear, she munched on it happily as she continued to watch the cheering crowd, slowly getting into the mood for Quidditch.

Whoooooa!! There were SO many people out there! Evangeline had never really been at a championship match unless Slytherin was playing (which, unfortunately, hadn't happened that many times) so she wasn't sure if all these students were here for the match or simply the points that could possibly come from that.

She knew why she was there, that was for sure.

Glad she had managed not to trip as Clifford dragged her around, Evangeline slipped down onto her seat. Woooo! This was away from the edges of the stands so almost none possibility of falling over! YAY! Evangeline approved. But they had missed first half? Awww. "I'm sorry I'm so slow.." She muttered under her breath, not really expecting what was coming next. Though she should, really.

Ready?!

"Noo! Wait a minu--" She didnt get the chance to finish though, for soon she had heard the click of the camera accompanied by the flash. Oh bummer..

Melanie skipped up the stands and plopped down in a random seat toiward the front of the the top, so she could have a good view... sh had missed a lot of he game so far, but there was no way she was missing anymore.

She hadn't exactly decided who to support yet, but she was supposrting both teams today. Melanie was wearing a few colored wrist bands with the colors of each team on them, a a red an yellow McDonald's shirt, black pants and a very rare (well at least for her) blue ribbon tying her hair back into a ponytail.

Okay... so she definitely did not match, but the first year wasn't to worried about that. She just wanted to scream some...

"GOOO Gryffindor!!! AND RAVENAW ANNNND UM..." She yelled, standing up and waving her arms around. Melanie bit her lip, trying to think of something that rhymed.

Alas, the reason why she was NOT a cheerleader at her old school. That and because she hadn't wanted to be.

Spotting Ana over in the other side of the stands she inched her way closer to the other girl, who was very obviously rooting for the Gryffies.

Realising he was probably being a right pain in the butt, Clifford grinned sheepishly and lowered his camera. He knew someone shoving it in HIS face none stop would've bugged the heck outta him.. Evangeline was probably just trying to be polite. EEEP!

"That'll be the last one for today. Promise." He said shyly, shaking the picture and smiling when the image of a rather surprised looking Evangeline appeared on it. Wheee. "You can even confiscate the camera if you want," he said, offering to her. He didn't wanna be getting on her nerves!

All these pictures didn't really upset or annoyed Evangeline. They amused her, really, and she was happy that in the future, they'd have so many pictures to look at. But she was running out of poses! And she was getting a bit shy too. EEP!

She chuckled softly when he promised that would be the last one for the day, and simply scooted closer to him in response. Weeee! She liked the photos - except when she looked stupid like in that last one. "It's okay. We can take a break and continue later or something. I still want your photo taken." Hehehe.

To be honest, Dominic didn't really know who was supporting even right up until the day of the match. That could also be the reason why he had taken his time in finishing up a homework assignment before starting the dressing. Blue or red? Part of him wanted so badly to support blue because of a certain beater, but if blue won, that would put claws farther in the lead. And the Prefect wasn't really sure he could handle claws Willow winning both the quidditch and house cups.

Dominic settled instead on just wearing his black school robes, Gold and Black Prefect lapel pinned neatly onto the left chest. Sadly his blue string had fallen off in the consolation match last week, so he instead settled on two single blue and bronze lines on one cheekbone and red and gold lines on the other cheekbone. War paint to represent both sides.

Sighing quietly, the fifth year climbed into the stands and looked around for some familiar face (or some tall dude - which was hard being five foot ten himself - he could hide behind). Though as much as he didn't want to, his topaz eyes automatically flickered to that of the scoreboard and the pitch. No flying blue or red players and the scoreboard read they were in a draw! Shock swept the Hufflepuff's face as he swallowed back both hidden joy and sadness.

His eyes than wandered towards the stands as he found the Slytherin Prefects there and he inwardly smiled. Clifford was just an inch taller than him, but really, there weren't many other choices so it would have to work. Shuffling along the bleachers in the row behind the pair, Dominic slid casually into spot directly behind the male slytherin prefect. Perfect; no one would even notice. Oh wait... one thing missing. Reaching into his pocket, Dominic pulled out a pair of shades and slipped them over the bridge of his nose. Yup ... he was TOTALLY incognito now.

"Dominic you may be trying hard to hide....but I can still see you," Vanessa smirked, as she came to a stop next to him. She had to admit the shades were quite good though, although they clashed a lot with his "war paint"
"Nice stripes," She giggled, having chosen to not wear them herself, and she was hoping that Denton decided to not give her some, because then she'd look like him!

Grinning at him, she pulled out a red ribbonfrom her pocket, and quickly tied them around the hair bobbles, which were holding her hair into a pony tail. "I take it your supporting...both teams?" She asked, with a grin as she adjusting her red aztecs top, the only red based clothing that she actually owned. "Good choice?

GO GO GRYFIINDOR !!!!!!!!!

RAWRRRRRRRR !!!!!!!

GO LIONS !!! GO LIONS !!!

GRYFF GRYFF GRYFFINDOR !!!! GRYFF GRYFF GRYFFINDOR !!!!

Ana kept screaming. She will need weeks to recuperate her voice but she didn't care. Ana took off her robe and a shirt with a little and cute lion appeared. The shirt says Gryffindor and then rawr.

Oh yes, no one would ever recognize him beneath these shades. Though Dominic was beginning to wonder if perhaps he should have hid his prefect lapel better since anyone who knew he was prefect would instantly be able to spot him. It was like he was a marked man. Or perhaps the war paint was smudging beneath his sh-- uh oh!

Was that his name? Looking around anxiously from his spot where he was seated, the fifth year bit his lip. "Can you?" he asked rather rhetorically, gazing at the shadowed shape through his shaded lenses. Raising them slightly with his hand, he squinted up to see his teammate standing there, looking all smug. Leave it to Vanessa to find him. "Hi Vanessa. You like them then?" he smirked back as she complimented his stripes, getting an idea himself.

The Hufflepuff watched her pull out some red flags and ribbons, indicative of who she was supporting. "Hmm? Yes... Both teams, I guess." Dominic grinned, knowing that only one team could win. "Gryffindor for you then?" he asked, inconspicuously reaching his hand into his pocket to lightly grip his wand.

So it was half time, and Cela was happy to see more students arrive. Including her prefect. She waved at Rachel excitedly before spotting Dom-in-ick and waving furiously at him too. EEEEEEEP! This game was so exciting!

She had a drink of water and stretched a bit before casting the sonorous charm on herself again.


"Lions may roar! But we've got 'claws! Sharpened by wit so haaaaandle it!

Eagles have style! Eagles have finesse! Hope you're taking notes 'cos the Eagles are the BEST!

Eagles SOAR! Eagles SCORE! FOR THE WIN IT'S RAVENCLAW!"

She began jumping up and down again, hollering out her cheers in excitement and waving her pom-poms to underscore each word and hopefully encourage the other supporters to join in as they had during the first half.

"Well...a little," Vannie grinned, shaking her head. "People who don't know you won't" She assured him, as she sat down beside him.
"Yes Dominic Denton...They are very nice..." She smiled at him. He looked very good actually, and maybe it was a good thing that Willow wasn't here.

"Yeah...My cousin would kill me if I didn't" She rolled her eyes, glancing out at the pitch, to the check the score. "Who do you thinks going to win?" She asked, curiously, as she looked at him again. Although she had an idea that it might be Ravenclaw. For reasons she had seen last week.