Sara was all ready for some quidditch, even if it wasn't her house team. But she needed to get out of the castle, even if was freezing. However she noticed something strange on the pitch.


"Oh... My... God... What is going on down there?" she muttered to herself. Strange things are happening around the castle and this just adds to that list.

"Uhuh." Clark nodded wisely. He looked down at the pitch. "What's going on?" he asked as water started rising from the ground. "What's with the water, is this a prank or something?" Trying to ease the silence that rose from the stands, he shouted a small chant. "C'MON HUFFLEPUFF! WOOHOOO!" It was a nervous shout though, because if there was more flooding...and if it was Quidditch..."Is there like more flooding? Or is it just melting ice? Why are they all huddled around?" If it was just a preliminary thing, he'd feel really dumb.

Well, Hufflepuff won, but now they all faced a watery death. "What is with this water!?" Varius screamed. He didn't like the idea that they were so high up in these stands and that the water was rising once more. Surely they would have to be evacuated home now? They couldn't risk being drowned in class or something...

"C'mon Lyra!" Varius said pulling at the older girl's sleeve, "And Midgessa. And You too Clark Landers. We gotta get outta here!" Varius headed for the stairs. Should they go to the Great Hall to await further instructions or just to the Common Rooms? Varius didn't feel particularly safe anywhere...

Reese shrugged. "I like the snow. Especially snowball fights," she stated. Before she could cheer some more, she heard Professor Vindictus' whistle. She quickly stood up from her seat and headed over to side of the stands, so she could get a better look. What was going on? She could tell Gryffindor didn't have much players, but...

Gryffindor was going to have to forfeit, weren't they? She bit her lower lip as she watch the Quidditch Pitch.

OH! How she loved it when people were excited when she walked up or into a room. Lyra didn't pull away or even want too when Varius linked his arms with hers. She looked down to her shirt and then back towards his face. "I think we all need shirts like this!

"And you know, it would be cool to have a party."

She looked at Vannie and began to giggle!

"THAT'S RIGHT! WE ROCKKKK!"

A shocking look crossed her face as someone brought up Willow's name. They were sharing common rooms and...well...she so wanted to be there when Varius asked Willow. That was going to be something on Willow's turf, and no one entered her turf without...asking.

"I don't know about the grounds either," she said as she pointed towards the field. "It looks like that water is going everywhere!" Oh that was tacky but..."Butttttt! There is the Room of Requirements that we can make it anything we want or there is the extra classroom if no one is using it because...I think the grounds might be closed soon." Or they could go to the lake and play with the giant squid.

"The game! What's going on?"
She grabbed her jacket and made her way with Varius. This was crazy and why was it happening her last year here? Not that she went on the grounds that much but still...nasty, green, icky-illed water.

Clark followed Varius down the stairs. "Meet you in the common room," he muttered. He...did not like the rain. He shuddered and looked around at the scowling Gryffindors and the...kind of grateful Hufflepuffs. "Well, who would want to play in this weather?" he asked, running with the banners over his head before he finally dropped them in the mud and snowflakes. Gotta have priorities.

Eeeeep! This was not fair. Tammy watched as people infront of her exited and she took a couple of steps forward and looked down at the pitch. Suree enuffers the ice was cracking and yacky icky mucky EVEN MOWAHH ICKY green water was seeping quickly threw the cracks. What was gonna happen?
Okay so Tam didnt even want to know. She wanted to get out of there before she DROWNDED and dieded.

Her little legs followed the majority of people in leaving the stands but she did it slower as to not get thrown about of fall over.

The voice was loud yet calm despite the panic occurring on the flooded field. Not to mention, the falling snow was getting thicker by the minute.

The first match of the term had ended in the painful defeat of Slytherin, so Kiri was not in the best mood when she made her way down to the 'Pitch a few days later for the second game, Gryffindor against Hufflepuff. But the game didn't even start...

Through the terrible weather, Kiri couldn't really see much, but then the loud voice of Professor Vindictus echoed over the Quidditch Pitch, and left and right of her, students dropped their cheery chants and colourful flags and began, with greater or lesser amounts of panic, their descent from the stands. Mutely, Kiri followed a group of Slytherins down the wooden steps. Harsh wind bit into her face.

Was that....WATER?!

Ohmygosh. The Quidditch Pitch was flooding!

Reese quickly turned back to Torin. "I think we better get out of here," she stated. She grabbed his hand and headed out of the stands and back to the school.

Sighing with relief, of actually being able to watch a quidditch game, without playing herself, Liz watches the match commense.

Looking down at the field, she gasps, and watches as it gets worse. Listening to the booming voice, she stands up, and heads down the stairs, heading toward the castle.

What the? Hufflepuff win by forfeit? And what did he mean, 'evacuate the stadium?' He then looked through his binoculars... WATER!!! The memory of the water in the broomshed started coming back to him. He started movin towards the stairs out of the stadium while looking for his friends.

Where are they? They better be out. He then started to run out sliding and bumping into other people as he went. He only cared about making sure his friends were safe...

The Stands are OPEN for the Hogwarts vs British & Irish League All-Stars

Quidditch; a rudimentary sport created by barbaric men for barbaric men, passed down to their equally barbaric children in turn infecting the magical population world wide.

It was horribly pathetic.

However, a responsibility was a responsibility and just because she didn't enjoy the sport didn't mean she couldn't fulfill her duties. It was all a part of being an entertainer and Daphne Hopton, temporarily at least, was considering herself an entertainer.

A fabulous one at that.

Taking a seat at the podium, she adjusted her scarlet scarf around her neck, unwilling to catch a cold just to see a bludger smash against a particularly big skull. "This is going to be fun," she quipped to herself with a secretive smile.

Brain cells, begin your countdown.

30. 29. 28. 27. 26...

WHEEEEEEEE! Quidditch! This was like the BEST thing in the world, besides chocolate frogs.

Reese skipped up to the stands holding a poster in her hands, but the side with the writing on it was facing her, so you can't see what the poster says just yet. She wandered down the stands for a bit until she found a good empty place to sit and watched the game. She sat down and looked down at her posted. You could probably tell by the expression on her face that she was so excited about this game.

She took her eyes off her posted and looked down at the Pitch. She placed the posted beside her, the side with the writing facing down, and clapped her hands as she waited for the teams players to fly out.

Quidditch. Pietro's all time favorite sport. He was so excited to see this game today because his auntie had told him about when she played Quidditch for the staff when she taught here. If it was going to be anything like that game, he was going to enjoy it. He could barely contain his excitement when he took his seat in the stands. How exciting was this!?

Kevin wandered up to the stands with his left hand wrapped up to keep it from getting infected until he went to see the nurse and he was here for the qudditch game anyway to see the staff of the school against the all stars from the british and irish league which in Kevin's mind would be a great match.

Hair streaming behind her as she ran, Anna quickly stepped foot into the stands. Her eyes glued to the field, she headed in Reese Upstead's direction, all the while practically giddy with anticipation over seeing Colin MacKenzie and Drake Warren live and in person. She was, of course, excited to see all the professional players, but there was just something about Colin and Drake... Their handsome looks, perhaps? Yup! "Reese! Reese! Reese! Oh my gosh...where are Colin and Drake?" she asked, latching on to her friend's arm. "Are they out there? Have you seen them?"

Wand. Wand. Where was her wand?

Pulling out of her robes pocket finally, Daphne Hopton coughed once before placing the tip of it against her throat. Sonorous.

"And so it begins, a deadly match for one's own existence. Survival of the fittest or in this case, the most vicious, unscrupulous, cannibalistic, preda--" Oooh, was that new Gryffindor transfer? Jack Fritzera. He was kinda pretty.

Kinda.

"If you don't recognize them, please allow my superior brain to aid you," spoke the blond with a small laugh. "We have the wonderfully styled Professor Bunbury as--Captain? Oh, well that's interesting," trailed off the honey eyed girl. "Professor Shackleton with a bat. I'd be worried if I were them. Someone who works with numbers is bound to be very calculative about where she aims and swings."

Ahem.

"Er..People I don't know," finished Daphne offhandedly waving her hand as if discarding their existence to be of little or no importance. "The Nurse? As seeker?!" squeaked Daphne before blinking once.

Twice. Thrice.

"Ha. Ha. Haha! Maybe this will be fun after all! Everyone! Please--" Except she was distracted by the opposing team's Captain, waving in her direction. (Of course, her direction. Right?) Waving back, Daphne stared dreamily.

Pretty. Pretty. ZOMG. PRETTY.

Quidditch?? This was just... way too good it was impossible NOT to watch! He skipped to the Stands off to find a seat, looking around to see if he recognized someone. Hmm. Oooh there was little Evelyn, she was all nice right? "Evelynnnnnn!" He ran over to where she was and gave her a wave of hello. Without even asking if the seat next to her was reserved or something, he carelessly sat down and watched intently at the Pitch.

"THIS IS EXCITINGGG. GO BUNZZZ AND SVENNSON AND SHACKLETON AND--," he stopped off to breath, staring as he saw ... was that Nurse Avalon?! Hmm. OHHHH she was probably just going to tend to the hurt people right...?

Well she better get outta the way, that looks dangerous! "And woooo for the British and Irish Leagueeee."

He stared at Daphne... wait the Nurse was Seeker? HUH? Eh who cares, it'll be awesome.

Amanda headed into the stands decked out in all the house colors along with her Slytherin robes, she had some red and gold face paint on, a blue and bronze elastic which tied her hair back into a ponytail and some yellow and black nail polish on her fingernails. Now that was definately showing her pride for Hogwarts, she was carrying a sign as well which she would show during the match for Hogwarts.