Becca turned as a voice nearby seemed close enough that it may have been directed to her - and it was. An old face she hadn't seen most of the term! "Hey... Natasha, right? I haven't seen you around in ages. How have you been?!" This kid had been cool - definitely not annoying like some of the students that randomly approached her. A smirk appeared on her face. "You cheering for Ravenclaw?"

Then Celandine appeared. And Becca actually smiled. "Hey Cela," she greeted. It was nice to not have a current Ravenclaw enemy.

Paris gave Cela a short wave as the game started. Kaika had put together a good team this term and Pairs hoped they they could beat Ravenclaw. She was honestly tired of them winning all the time. She eyed Willow flying near the goals and she smiled as she remembered the goal she had snuck past her. It was a short lived victory she knew but it still brought a smile to her face.

Daphne was tugging on her earring, it had got caught in her hair thanks to the breeze. Ruddy breeze. Oh. Oh! "The quaffle is up and Ravenclaw takes posession." Teehee. "They look really fast out there. Incredibly fast. Is there a speed limits on brooms?"

She needed to look that up. Were international skies monitored at all by the Ministry? Oh, Quidditch! "I don't think the Hufflepuff Keeper is awake at all. You might want to cut back on the candy. I hear it makes you crash reaaally bad at the end." Distracted again by her earring she nearly missed Tino flying by. "Ooooooh! Tiiiinoooo!"

Impressive. Not that she'd admit it out loud. "Try not to kill us, Okay? Ten points for Ravenclaw!" She began to clap but reminded herself to be neutral. Riiiight. "The quaff--Oh, Hufflepuff seems to have gotten angry. It's okay. Really. No need to take things so personal. I didn't mean it about the candy."

Natasha saw Celadine wave to her, and was slightly surprised, but waved back with a friendly smile nonetheless.

"Good," She answered, looking back at Becca. "How are you? Yeah, I haven't seen you in so long." She said, agreeing to what Becca said. She liked Becca, she was nice. "I hadn't decided yet, but I think I might." Natasha nodded. She would probably like that, considering she was cheering for Ravenclaw. Natasha just didn't really know much of either team, so decided on Ravenclaw.

Ah yes it was a really nice warm day and Marcus had spent far too much time inside the castle. He wasn't exactly a fan of quidditch and he had never gone to Hogwarts, so he didn't even have a house he favored. But his feet just seemed to follow the students and he found himself walking up the steps into the stands.

He made his way up to about the middle row and then walked along and found himself a seat. The sun was extremely warm and he stretched his legs out in front of him and placed his hands behind his head. He surveyed the students in the stands behind his sunglasses and then looked out over the pitch.

The game was actually good but Daphne's pointless commentating was distracting her. She looked away from the action when she mentioned candy. Where was the candy? She wondered. She shook her head. This was going to be a long game.

"Go Huffplepuff!" She shouted, no one else seemed to be cheering for them. That was a shame. She really liked Kaika, even after that episode in the prefect's bathroom. She waved her little puff banner back and forth as she watched the chaser fighting over the quaffle. This game wasn't going to be pretty. They all looked like they were out for blood.

Blood and bugs...great.

Hufflepuff - her dear, precious olde House of Hufflepuff - had made it to the championships! Huzzzahuzzah of course Anastasia had to go cheer them on.

Decked out in as much gold as she could afford and with a certain WATERPROOFED pair of Gucci boots on, Annie climbed up to the stands.

She immediately paused at a seat toward the back and looked out to the field to see what she had missed - not much, except one goal for Ravenclaw.

Grrrr.

"C'MON BADGERS!" the redhead shouted right into the ear of whoever had sat down right in front of her. Oh, why of course she knew that head.

"Maaaaaarcus," Bunbunz called out in a much quieter tone, carefully climbing over the bench to sit down beside him with a bit of a smirk. "How lovely to see you out and about... although I thought you weren't a fan of brooms?"

Reese looked over at Torin. "What's wrong with posters?" She innocently asked. It wasn't like she was going to hit Torin in the head with it,again. She turned her attention back to the field. She sat her posted down on the bench beside her and clapped as Hufflepuff scored 10 points. Whoo!

He shook his head at her. "You know well enough."

Then he saw his beloved Professor Bunbury. And he couldn't resist saying hi to her. "Professor Bunbury!" he called out her her waving and smiling.

Eh, she already knew he was a dork anyway. And he couldn't hide away forever.

'Posters rock!" Celandine saw that Reese had one and unfurled her own. "GO RAVENCLAW!"

She grinned at Becca and leaned over to whisper at her, "Don't suppose you could give me a few tips? Am I allowed to fly in a skirt?"

Perhaps it was due to having played with them in their last match, but Issy found that, for once, she was really interested in the game, and not just on Willow. Not that she could help it... Willow was her best friend after all. Despite the fact that the height kind of made her nauseous and she felt incredibly freaked out while up there, Issy kind of wished she was out there with them. But it might've been better this way, anyway.

"Go Ravenclaaaaaawwww!" she cheered loudly, watching her friends in the air. Tino would be the one to try to take out the crowd cheering for them. Issy laughed, her eyes shifting from player to player.

Of course Ravenclaw would win, though. Hmph. Like any other House could steal the Cup from them. She beamed proudly, squinting as she checked for Willow. How could anyone steal the cup from the team with the Bone Crusher?

"GO WILLOW! YAAAAAAAY! Come on Ravenclawwwww! Whoooooo!"

Hmm... where were all her friends at?

All of a sudden the day seemed to have gotten a lot brighter or was that just what Annie, was wearing? The gold really did clash with that fiery hair of hers but of course he wasn't stupid enough to say that out loud.

Marcus, slipped his sunglasses down his nose and peered at her as she sat down beside him. He gave her an appraising look before sliding them back up his nose and he gave her a slow smirk. "I'm not, but how could I resist such a nice day. And I have no chocolate left to drown my sorrows after my office was flooded." He peeked at her from out of the corner of his eye, hoping that she would take the hint.

"You are looking as good as ever Annie" he remarked hoping to keep his voice nonchalant. He heard a young guy call out to her and he chuckled. "Seems I am not the only one who thinks so."

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He shook his head at her. "You know well enough."

Then he saw his beloved Professor Bunbury. And he couldn't resist saying hi to her. "Professor Bunbury!" he called out her her waving and smiling.

Eh, she already knew he was a dork anyway. And he couldn't hide away forever.

Anastasia was just smoothing out her robes (wrinkles were never in) when she heard a student calling out to her.

"Ellllo!" the redhead raised a hand to half-wave back when she saw who it was.

Torin Kane....that boy who had a crush on her. Oh. No. Annie's face seemed to match the color of her hair suddenly when she realized that that boy was only sitting a few benches away. And with Reese too! Reese was her SOURCE!

Must not make eye contact... must not encourage the boy... must... let him down... gently? Anastasia tried not to wince or let her smile falter as she nodded at Torin and then quickly turned back to Marcus.

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All of a sudden the day seemed to have gotten a lot brighter or was that just what Annie, was wearing? The gold really did clash with that fiery hair of hers but of course he wasn't stupid enough to say that out loud.

Marcus, slipped his sunglasses down his nose and peered at her as she sat down beside him. He gave her an appraising look before sliding them back up his nose and he gave her a slow smirk. "I'm not, but how could I resist such a nice day. And I have no chocolate left to drown my sorrows after my office was flooded." He peeked at her from out of the corner of his eye, hoping that she would take the hint.

"You are looking as good as ever Annie" he remarked hoping to keep his voice nonchalant. He heard a young guy call out to her and he chuckled. "Seems I am not the only one who thinks so."

"Axe, quick, hide me!" Bunbunz whispered urgently, folding her arms tight over her chest and leaning toward him. She peeked around the defense professor to see if Torin was still there, and seeing that he was, she sighed and almost stomped a foot.

Well, the foot stomp would have been appropriate now that her only source of chocolate was apparently under water. "Stupid flood," she growled, shaking her head. "You survived though, right? Poor chocolate."

Annie returned his look with one long scan of Marcus' appearance and a little smile. "You look all right, I'd say... and don't - UGH - don't bring up that boy." She scooted closer to Marcus and spoke just loud enough for him to hear. "After rescuing my shoes from my office.... he just, like, went NUTS! Ran into him at Hogsmeade.... then Miss Upstead there came to me and said he like liked me... I have no idea how to handle it, Marcus."

It wasn't that she minded the attention, exactly, it was that... it was the wrong sort of attention from the wrong person.

"I'm great. Ready to witness another Ravenclaw victory." From the stands, this time. Which was extremely heart-breaking, as if she wasn't mopey enough without Quidditch bringing her down too. "Good. You should cheer for Ravenclaw. We put up a good fight, you'll see." A grin spread across her face as she watched their two beaters OWN. But she could do that. Easily. She loved playing beater.

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'Posters rock!" Celandine saw that Reese had one and unfurled her own. "GO RAVENCLAW!"

She grinned at Becca and leaned over to whisper at her, "Don't suppose you could give me a few tips? Am I allowed to fly in a skirt?"

Becca laughed at Cela's perfect poster. "That's beautiful, Cela." And then... the girl brought up what she had been trying to forget. How did she get to be a reserve over BECCA? "Don't fly in a skirt, unless you want even more of the guy population of the school interested in you, okay? Don't be afraid to knock someone out with those bludgers. That's what they're there for. And... I've seen your landings in Flying class. You need to lose your fear of crashing into the ground, or whatever it is that always makes your landing look funny. Just take it little by little and just sort of... glide down to the ground."

...Really. Why did Cela get EVERYTHING? She never thought she would see the day when Cela would take over in athletics, too. Cela was cheerleader material, not Quidditch player. Becca was a thousand times better on a broom than little miss perfect who wanted to wear a SKIRT. A skirt in a Quidditch match?! Becca just wanted to fall over and give up on life. It was ridiculous.

Ha! She had come prepared. She knew Cela liked to make posters and dress up and while she wasn't going to dress up like a badger she had made a poster. She reached int her bag and grabbed. She couldn't draw but she was a whiz at glitter.

She unrolled it and held it up.



"GO HUFFLEPUFF!" she screamed waving her poster.

He kept smiling and ignored her blush. 'You enjoying the game, Professor?" He was totally still talking to her when she didn't want him to.

"I could wear pants under a skirt." Cela mused thoughtfully. She tossed her hair and changed her grip on the poster. "Ooooh. Scared? No I just like flying fast or I get bored." That was true enough even when it meant she'd hurtle right into the ground and hopefully jump off at the right moment.


"GO RAVENCLAW!" Cela waved the banner around a bit. "At least I have these autographs for luck and all." Cela gestured to the Quinn and Drake autographs on her forearms. "Beater luck!"

Sigh.

Wouldn't it be awesome if they gave her tips or something?

Reese looked towards Torin when he started talking to Professor Bunbury. She stared at him a few minutes, then turned around to face the two Professors that weren't sitting too far from them. "Hello Professor Bunbury...Professor Lawson," she greeted them with a smile.

She looked back at Torin when he KEPT talking to her. It looked like Professor Bunbury didn't want to talk to him, but Torin just get moving his mouth. She rolled her eyes and turned back to the pitch. She was about to reach back for her poster, then she heard someone say that posters rock. She looked at the person who was talking and smiled when she saw it was Cela. "That is so true," she told her.

She smiled at her confidence in Ravenclaw. Lots of people said they were really good, though. Well, mostly Ravenclaws, but she thought they were good. They had made it to the Championships, after all, and they'd won against Slytheirn. She nodded, smiling. "Yeah, I remember their match against Slytheirn, Ravenclaw was really good." She would've liked Slytherin to win, but knowing that they hadn't, she could still be disappointed, and happily cheer for another team. Which, this time, happened to be Ravenclaw.

Natasha turned to look at the pitch, and grinned. Oh, Ravenclaw were really good.

He looked at her in surprise and then over to the boy who had been waving at her. Marcus chuckled softly, "Now you know what I had to put up with for all those years." Hearing her talk about his chocolate, he almost pouted at the waste. "Yes poor chocolate and all my favorites too." Stupid bloody flooding, he was totally over it.

Again he gave her a surprised look as she moved in closer to him and Marcus, smiled a very slow smile. He placed his arm around her and pulled her even closer to him and brought his lips to her ear. "Can you play along Annie?" he whispered and he gave her a small nuzzle and then looked at the boy in question and gave him a small wave with his free hand. He squeezed Annie's shoulder gently and held her close.

He watched as Professor Lawson put his arm around Bunbury and held her close. He rolled his eyes at them. "Pfft! Can you believe that, Reese?" He frowned slightly and returned the wave to the Professor. Yeah, whatever..

She was on her feet the snitch had been spotted. "Come on Jack!!!" she shouted jumping up and down and waving her poster.

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He kept smiling and ignored her blush. 'You enjoying the game, Professor?" He was totally still talking to her when she didn't want him to.

Surely the Stalker wasn't still talking to her, was he? Oh Merlin, he was. But at least Reese was there. She could control the kid, right?

Not trusting herself to not say something incredibly snide, Anastasia just settled with smiling and nodding at the two students. "Go HufflePUFF," she squeaked, her voice almost cracking with tension on the second half of the word.

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He looked at her in surprise and then over to the boy who had been waving at her. Marcus chuckled softly, "Now you know what I had to put up with for all those years." Hearing her talk about his chocolate, he almost pouted at the waste. "Yes poor chocolate and all my favorites too." Stupid bloody flooding, he was totally over it.

Again he gave her a surprised look as she moved in closer to him and Marcus, smiled a very slow smile. He placed his arm around her and pulled her even closer to him and brought his lips to her ear. "Can you play along Annie?" he whispered and he gave her a small nuzzle and then looked at the boy in question and gave him a small wave with his free hand. He squeezed Annie's shoulder gently and held her close.

Oh yeah, pffffffft Marcus was the worst person to bring this up to. All those years. Rolling her eyes slightly, Anastasia settled with a moment of silence to honor the chocolate. "You know, there's a candy store in Hogsmeade that sells chocolates. It's not like the fine imported box varieties, but I bet they sell large quantities... the trick is to go when no students are around."

Speaking of them.... Annie narrowed her eyes in the direction of Torin and almost jumped when Marcus put his arm around her. Oh... play along? She always had been a good actress but the problem here was that maybe she wasn't just playing.

"Mmmhmm thank you, Axe darling," she spoke up loud enough for Torin to hear. And to seal the deal, Annie rested her red head on Marcus' shoulder like they were inseparable.

Take that, Stalker Boy!

Natasha beamed when she saw that a Ravenclaw, Daphne Jones, caught the first snitch. "Go Ravenclaw!!" She actually really wanted them to win, now, rather then just supporting them, because she couldn't support Slytherin. It was just fun, to her, whoever she was cheering for.

Calvin pranced up the stands to get a better view, his bottom wiggling this way and that in his jeans in his overly dramatic strut. Every so often he would stop, slightly pose, and beam at the adoring public, who were absolutely going just ANIMAL in return. But could one blame them? Noooo. I'm just too fabulous. Sometimes it frightens me. He eyed a group of third years who were shrieking and swooning at the two teams going at it infront of them. Poor dears, I'm simply too much. Just too much.
He was dressed to a T, of course, for the match, from his pressed blue Lacoste with RAVVIES FOREVER printed across the back, to his face which was painted predominately in their colors. Though he didn't quite enjoy icky sweating and sports, he'd slowly become a Quidditch zealot. The brooms, the flying, the cheering fangirls, the outfits...
Sigh.