What seemed like only a second after she had resolved to pay attention to the match, Elizabeth was distracted once again, by the appearance of Robert running up toward her. She grinned at him when he got over to her, raising an eyebrow at his attire. "Hoping they'll notice the upcoming competition?," she teased, before nodding slightly. "I always enjoy watching Quidditch. I mean, playing's better, but watching's just as exciting," she replied, before leaning over a little as he put his arm around her, laying her head on his shoulder. Looking up at him as he asked about the blanket, she shrugged slightly in response to his question. "I don't know. Don't want to get cold sitting here," she answered vaguely.

HOLD IT. HOLD EVERYHTHING.

Reese looked at the announcer person when she started to make an announcement about her and Torin's posted. Oh, no! She didn't want people looking in there direction. She knew that was going to happen. She hid her face behind the poster and felt her cheeks heating up. Maybe bringing a poster wasn't such a good idea.

Boyfriend? BOOOOOOYFRIEND?! She glared at Torin. Oh, yes. That was a glare. Be very afraid, Mr. Kane. "Shut up," she ordered. "He's NOT my boyfriend. He's just a friend." She would push Torin off the stands bench if she knew she wouldn't get into trouble or anything. She brought her sign back down and turned it around, so the writing was facing her. She might just set the sign down for now. First, that announcer girl announced her sign and now Torin said she was dating Jack...which she wasn't! "He's Chaser," she finally answered Torin's question.

HAHAHAHAHA. She let out a burst of laughter when Evolette change the writing on Torin's sign. "Oh my, Evolette-" she looked towards the girl. "I do think he's sign look much better like that." By the time she looked back at Torin's sign, he had changed the text back. Awww. "You don't love Miss McKenna, Torin? She's a pretty cool lady. You should love her," she teased. She nudged Torin softly and looked back at her own sign.

She slowly looked at Anna when the girl let out a fangirl squeal. Ow? She pointed at ear. "Next time, let's not squeal in my ear. And, no drooling on my shirt, okay?" She said. If Anna was fangirl squealing now, it wouldn't be long until she started drooling over Colin. "You really think he would like it?" She questioned, eyeing her sign. She smiled at Anna when she yelled 'Go, Fritzera!'. WHOOOOO! She raised her sign, again, and bounced up and down in her seat.

"GOOOOOOO JAAAAAAAACK!"

She stopped bouncing in her seat when Anna pulled out her own posted. Sweet. Torin, her, and Anna all had a poster. Even though Anna's poster was cheering on the other team. Boooo. She didn't really comment on Anna's poster, because she knew Anna only had that poster since she was fangirling over Colin and it wasn't because she was cheering on the other team. She knew better than to think Anna Greingoth would cheer on the All-Stars.

WHAT?

Evolette's blue eyes widened in terror when Cam asked her if he could have a bite.

Well, at least he was a polite little Vampire boy.

But, then she realized that he was actually talking about the chocolate frog. OH. Riiiiiiiight. She was way too jumpy. She needed a deep tissue massage. Oh yeah.

"Sure, why not." she mumbled, opening the wrapper and breaking the chocolate into two pieces, and handing one to him, VERY carefully. OH YEAH. She turned to say thank you to Pie, but he was rather distracted, shouting at the Pants Girl.

Oh well.

Shouting. More shouting. It was not helping her nerves at all. Turning around, Evolette looked over her shoulder, and when she was her Willow!BFF, she wondered WHY she had not said anything to her.

Did she not love her anymore?

"Reese? Can you do me a favor? CHILL! I was joking."

HE turned his attention back to the game until he heard her teasing the sign. "If I gotta show love, you do too, Peanut Butter Cup."

And with that he pointed his wand at her sign and rearranged the letters:

I LOVE JACK!! RWARRRR

There, much better.

"Sorry - sorry - ouch - sorry."

Yes, he was late. Liike - REALLY late. But Fyo had had more.... "pressing" problems on his mind. Now now, though. Because, at the moment, he felt AWESOME! And Professor Bunbury on a broom? Priceless!

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Turing red at the rather... blunt announcement about his sign, Torin was starting to debate taking the thing down for at least a moment.

Until he saw Evee point her wand at his poster. That was not cool!

Frowning, he took the poster down quickly, and took his own wand out. Rearranging them yet again to say:

GO PROFESSOR BUNBURY!!

He put a permanent sticking charm on it this time.

Seemed like someone else thought so, too.

"TORRRR!" Fyo exclaimed, somehow managing to get a seat by the Hufflepuff DUDE, and unrolling a huge banner that read.... Well, it read something. He hadn't completely unrolled it yet, so how can one tell what it read, right now? "Excited, mate?"

He looked around and spotted a number of other familiar faces. Eep, they were all already here, he was late! "Hey Reese; Anna."

Pietro...could've slapped Daphne. Seriously. He couldn't take an announcer that didn't KNOW anything about Quidditch. So he decided to run up there and give her some help. Dashing up to Daphne, he took the mic from her and started describing what he saw. "OUCH! Someone just got DE-NIED a score. But LOOK AT NURSE AVALON GO. YOU GO NURSE AVALON. GO YOU AND YOUR SNITCH CATCHING SKILLS! Hogwarts still in the lead thirty to zero with one snitch caught. These professionals aren't so professional." Turning to Daphne, he pointed at the mic. "Focus on the game and squeal at the same time. TRUST."

Evelyn looked scared again. WEEIRDDD.

Cam blinked at her and wondered, but stopped his wondering when she said yes. WOOT! He snatched the piece of chocolate frog away from her and nibbled small bits quickly at a pace. "Thankee'youu Evelyn," he said with his mouth full of nibbled chocolate, turning towards that Pie boy, who was quite busy undistracting Daphne from that guyyyyyyyy.

Go, Greene! Familiar. Voice.

His voice turned around instinctively, realizing Willow was there. WAS SHE THERE THE WHOLE TIME? And why had she not said a hello to him? Did she not love like him anymore?

"HAY WILLOWWWW." Hah she probably didn't even notice!

Why. Was. That. Girl. Cheering. Jack?

Standing she opened her mouth to declare that she would not stand such insolence when Pie had taken over and was giving her instructions to concentrate and squeal at the same time. Was that even possible? "Kaika Lockheart denying another bludger. She seems very bossy, don't you agree?" she turned to Pie with a curious look. "She should let them score at least once. I mean...they're pretty!"

That was reason enough, of course.

Oh Oh Oh!. Clapping her hands excitedly, Daphne jumped up and down. "Jack has the quaffle!"

YAAAAAAAAAAY!

"FYO! S'up dude?" he asked his friend, smiling.

And did he even have to ask. "What you think?" he asked nudging his head towards his sign and giving a knowing wink.

"Bunbury really is something," he said shifting his gaze back to the match.

This was too interesting a thing to pass up. And even though Kel hadn't been to a Quidditch game yet this year, he knew he couldn't let this one go. Suuuure, he was late, but he came, anyway. It would only take one glance at the score board to catch up what he'd missed.

He sat down on an empty spot of the bench without looking to see who he was sitting next to, and turned his attention to the game.

The truth was that Willow was slightly put out over the fact that Nurse Avalon had gotten her little hands on the snitch. However, as soon as he noticed how the girl who thought of herself as a 'Diva' completely missed hitting the bludger, a snicker came out of her.

Oh, Greenwood. Someone should tell her -and not so kindly, by the way- that she should stick to being her obnoxious self and stay AWAY from the Quidditch pitch; that way she would not make the fool of herself in front of the entire school.

Well, actually, on second thought, she should TOTALLY keep 'playing' Quidditch.

And once again, she snickered.

"What?" Asked Willow, looking down at Evolette, noticing her stare, "I am thoroughly surprised you still have all your fingers." And arms, and legs. Actually, Willow was just surprised Evolette was still alive.

She gave Cameron Karsten a dark look.

"JACK JUST SCORED! Hogwarts is up again forty to zero. The pros better step their game up! They're getting beaten by staffers and KIDS. Come on you guys!" Pietro then turned to Daphne, giggling while watching her fangirl. "Yeah they should let them but it's not HER fault the pro team fails."

"The sky's up, that's what up," Fyo said, nodding wisely. What did you think? Well, it was clear what he thought, it was. "You're telling the whole world you have a crush on the she-devil -" Oops. "I mean, you're telling the whole world you have a crush on Professor Bunbury," he whispered, giving his head a woeeeffuull shake.

"Oh, that's much better," he said, nodding approvingly as the wording on Torin's BANNER! changed. "And guess what? I have a banner, too," he added, pointing to the HUGE, as-of-yet-unrolled thing sorta.. curled up in his lap.

"Oh, they have the quaffle!" she squealed pointing over Pie's shoulder at Ainsley. "Go Captain Colin!" Forget that he didn't even have the quaffle at the moment. "Kaika looks ready to knock someone's head off all of a sudden though," pondered the blond and turned to Pie. "Do you suppose she has anger issues?"

Constipation even.

"Kaika looks like she's got some anger issues but you gotta have them to play THIS sport." Pietro observed the game as it grew more intense (in his opinion) by the second. "You know what would make the pro team better? Some better outfits." Pie was focusing on random things as well as the game. He was keeping his eye out for the snitch again. Such a great little yellow ball.

Jenn ran up to the stands, slightly upset she was so late to this game. But, she had made it, that's all that mattered. In her hand was a long piece of white parchement, waving behind her as she ran up to the stand seats. Now this was why she hated being late. Every seat was almost taken up by...someone. One close by empty seat was avalible though....and the person next to it was....Kel. Great....

Sighing she walked over, and sat down, ditermindly staring at her blank piece of paper. What should it say?

Maybe, Go Nurse Cari! Don't break anything cause we can't fix you, but maybe you can fix yourself?

No....that sounded to....wierd.

Um.....Go Nurse Cari! Cause your the nicest nurse and deserve to win! Uh...not bad, but not great.

How about just, Go! Go! Nurse Cari! Yup...that was good. Waving her wand, bold letter's appeared on the paper, and she nodded in satisfaction. It wasn't amazing, but it was good.

GO! GO! NURSE CARI!

Holding it up she smiled happily at it. Even that little wierdo boy that had a crush on her couldn't match up to this...no sir! She turned her attention to the game, wondering how in the world the All-stars could even be called that. They were losing to teachers and students. Wow. "GO HOGWARTS!"she screamed out, her eyes bright with excitement.

He rolled his eyes at that first comment. "She's not a she-devil" he added frowning. Then he paused for a minute.

"So I'm really being that obvious, huh?" Greaaaaat!

So it wasn't just the announcer who would be thinking that.

"So, um... Who is your banner for?"

"I'm not surprised," remarked Daphne in a sudden deep voice, making a face. Barbaric sport for barbaric men (and women) of course. Except, she'd forgive Professor Bunbury for her mistake for her undying ability to wear pretty shoes. "If a big angry magical ball were to fly at me--I'd..." Die. "Well, I'd go in the opposite direction to start with. Better outfits? But personally I think Bunbury looks faaaaabulous," defended Daphne with a pout. "And Jack!"

Jack of course.

"He looks very handsome."

And Captain Colin! Hallooooo Captain Colin. As if he could read minds, Daphne waved at him delicately. SO. PRETTY. "Kaika Lockheart once more rejects the shot. Much like I'd reject any first year trying to make his acquaintance with my very important self." Hmm? She smiled brightly at Pie next to her. "Although, of course. I always make exceptions. The score is 40 to um, well, nothing. Don't give up though!" she cheered on and waved again at Captain Colin.

SO. PRETTY.

"I never said she was," Fyo said, refusing, point blank, to accept his recent words. "I said - shovel! Yes, that's what I said. I was talking about shovels, and you thought I said she-devil. Yes, that's it, yes...." He trailed off, before realizing what he had just said. Shovels?

What the -?

Because his sentence would read "you have a crush on the shovel," now.

BAH! Siiiiilly humbug.


Ah yes, his banner. Fyo's eyes brightened again, and he leaned closer to Torin. "It's for the prettiest, team member evah!" he said. "Well, he isn't a team member now but, who knows, he might have been - say - a hundred or so years ago. Anything's possible here, y'know."

And with these words the excited third year finally unrolled the HUGE banner, to reveal a sparkling, pink drawing of the Giant Squid. Beneath it - written in shiny, black handwriting - were the words:

GIANT SQUID FOR THE CUP!

"OUCH and Professor Bunbury nearly falls off of her broom! Good thing she didn't get hurt otherwise Nurse Avalon would have something to do during the match that she's playing oh so well in. A pro just got BLOCKED AGAIN. Come on guys you can do better than THAT! Or can you? The score is still forty to zero in favor of Hogwarts." Pietro trailed off then spied something gold in the air near the Quaffle. "Is that the snitch!?" Then he turned to Daphne. "Well I'm glad you make exceptions to that rule. I was talking about the pro team's outfits, not Hogwarts. Bunbury ALWAYS looks fabulous. She reminds me of my aunt a little."

Evolette was NOT amused by her best friend's APPARENT lack of concern for her life. In fact, Willow seemed to find it all rather amusing. It wasn't faaaaaaaaair. Just because she smelled like cinnamon, didn't mean that the boy could go around trying to eat her. That was not the normal effect she usually enjoyed.

"Have you been sitting there the WHOLE time?" she asked, rather disappointed. Maybe Willow WAS still mad at her.

Siiiiigh.

Kel's eyes widened in horror when he saw her walk up the stairs to the stands. His eyes followed her to where she sat - practically right next to him. His cheerful features settled into a scowl, before he turned pointedly away from the third year Ravenclaw and back to the game.

"GO HOGWARTS!" He shouted, at just the same time Jenn did. He stopped himself from turning to glare at her, and instead kept his gaze on the pitch, where the real excitement was.

Cedric walk towards the stand shyly,His friends were already there.Cam,Torin and Reese too.He waved toward Campy then headed towards Torin.He feel more comfortable to hang out with Torin now cause Torin is a great person at all.And he haven't talk to Reese for two weeks he think.So he definitely love to have a moment with her.And Gah!Cedric was eyeing another girl now,totally moved on.He was happy for Reese,He knows who is Reese crush now.He's just a kid and he has plenty of time to have someone that will love him..

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"Dude... Seriously, what are you on?"

And why was there a banner for the Squid?

"Squids play Quiddich now? Why didn't you tell me?!" [/color]

Plymouth held his banner up high and proud as he arrived. He was a LITTLE late, and his hands were red from the paint - but he had ARRIVED.


"Hehe! Hey guys! Hey Daphadil." Plymouth plunked down next to her with another "hehe" and handed his banner off to the little Slytherin fellow. "Hold that for me, chap."


Then... he started looking for Bunz. Captain, O Captain Bunz.