"Brody" he repeated. An unusual name, it sounded a bit weird but so did Barry and Livvy. "I`m good too. So.." Did they start or did they want to streach some more? "Are you any good at football?" he asked the two girls.

Barry held out the ball he had gotten from the balls before "Yeah so you want to start?" he asked Cela throwing the ball over "I`m not very good" he admitted. He could not be beaten by a girl

"I'll th-think of sssomething," he mumbled, and then smiled at the boy. "I'm J-jake, bbby the wwwway..."

The boy then sat and thought hard, not focusing on anything else, which proved to be a mistake...

Hearing a familiar jeering voice, Jake looked up, and was immediately WHACKED in the face with a football. He cried out in shock and pain and held his hands up to his nose.

"AARRGHH!"

That HURT.

Ahhh... bleeding nose.

That bloody hurt.

Seeing red, Jake got up and charged, ready to tackle the boy to the ground, swearing and yelling and forgetting that Lawson was still present.

Evan smiled at the 'teacher'. Marie made him feel like he really could do some coaching if he was too old to develop any other skills to play in big clubs when he graduated. Who knew? Maybe he really could become, he still had the hope. The blond had just placed the ball on the ground to pass it to her when his eyes caught something red. He immediately looked up, and the first thing he noticed was not the person in it but the Manchester United badge on it. His eyes got narrow with tension as he looked at the face: Josh. How compatible he and his team was, both had the nickname 'devil'. Wait--what did he just said? Freak? His heart started to beat faster with anger which was looking for a way since the sight of Manchester badge. "Of course. Loser." he said with an evil grin as while stared at him from head to toe as if he was thinking to decide if it was worth his efforts. Josh supported The Devils? He'd never known that. Now, it'd be even more enjoyable to beat him. He suddenly said "We gotta be 4 people. Pick your second man. I'll be playing with Marie." He smiled at Marie reassuringly. If she passed it like in the Gym, this'd be a piece of cake.

"Dylan," he smiled. Well now they were aquainted, they could become friends. "So how come you don't like P.E? I know why I don't. But if you play quidditch, surely P.E is along those lines."

And then something hit. Not him, but J..J..Jake. Dylan blinked a few times, not really believing what he had just seen. Did a kid purposefully hit Jake with the ball? And Jake was up. Oh no this could only end badly.

"Jake. Jake," he said, grabbing the lad's sleeves to hold him back, "Fighting him won't solve anything. He's a jerk. Let me get you a tissue." Please. He didn't want to get in the middle of a fight. He would be hurt for sure then.

Yeah. Brody didn't really like this stretching lark, so she stopped, just as Cela finished, well wasn't that perfect. Tehhe. She followed the Ravenclaw's gaze to the balls. Oh yeah, they probably would need one of those balls.
"I think thats right." Brody nodded, although she did have a feeling that she wouldn't exactly be that good at the passing to each other, but she could give it a try.

"Any good?" Brody repeated with a small grin, as she shrugged. "Well unless I have natural talent probably night....I've never played before." She smiled, so this was going to be interesting.
Than she heard some yelling, and saw a small hufflepuff boy charging across the room. "Erm...." Because that's so something you see everyday.

"I've never played anything like this before." Celandine answered, catching the ball with her hands and then recalling they were supposed to use their feet. She put it on the ground between herself and Brody and Barry.

Ohnoes! Poor Jake!

"ZOMG, Jake are you okay?" a flood of concern filled Cela's face. "Oh thats so sad that you got hurt because now you won't be able to play."

So sad. So sad.

She started to wander towards him. She hadn't seen what had happened so she had no idea the Gryffindor had kicked the ball right at him.

Those were not tears coming from Jake's eyes. They weren't! He was just... allergic to footballs, that was it. Which gave him more reason not to play.
"Owww," the boy groaned, and then, because Dylan was right, and fighting wouldn't solve anything, Jake stopped trying to charge at the boy.

Leaning back again, Jake panicked. Was it head back or head forward? What did he do? The nurse would fix him up, Jake was sure about that, but he was so right... Coming back here was a mistake.

Sooooo, the boy sat back down and held entirely still. Lawson would sort that kid out, Jake had faith.

Well, someone else was concerned it seemed. Maybe the situation wasn't as bad as Jake thought. No ganging up on him... hopefully. "Sad... yyyeah," Jake whispered, still sitting with his head still, kinda panicking. "Hhhhe d-d-did dat on p-p-puhpose," the boy groaned, and swoooooore he'd get his revenge.

"Owwwww..." Jake whined, not wiping his eyes dry. Stupid achey-face.

Looking around at everyone he noticed that most people were in teams. And that he also didn't know anyone in this class. Great, just great. Now they had to play football, which he was totally ok with since he LOVED the sport but this. This was torture. He had to be in a team, yet how could he be part of a team when he knew no-one and therefore didn't know who to approach to form a team? Major sad face people. Major sad face.

Looking around when he heard a commotion Alex looked in fascinated horror at a boy who appeared to have been hit in the face with a ball. That had to have hurt. Especially since the boys nose seemed to be bleeding. Now that was just icky.

Ziva hopped up from the grass and looked around for someone to join, she was very excited to get started. Soccer was her favorite Muggle sport, though she hadn't played it for a long time, she still enjoyed it.

''Loser'' Josh repeated laughing even more ''Yeah! All right than loser instead of freak. Thanks for correcting. And i am Joshua...'' he held out a hand for him ''...aka your worse nightmare, slime Chelsea snail'' . Hahahaha jeering this boy had always been a fun for him and he derserved it. He attempted to call him loser after all. Who even dared to call the Great Josh, master of almost everything, a loser??? That was foolish. He was going to show him who the boss was and he had to learn what team to support immediately. Yes, he was in urgent need of that. The Gryffindor boy eyed the girl when Evan mentioned him ''Ah you are playing with the pretty. Okay.'' Then yes he needed a partner at this case.

He needed a partner at this case...looking around for a partner then, he saw that Jake boy trying to charge towards him and ''BAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHA!!!'' roared with laughter at his face. ''I think there's someone who is dying to play with me'' he indicated the boy to Evan, smirking. ''COME, COME PARTNER LET'S PLAY!'' *Evil glare combined with cunning smile*

Dylan pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket, "Stick it up your nostrils. Will stop the blood flow a bit." He handed it to the boy. "I don't think my fixing spells are quite good enough to not cause your nose to explode." Though that would be one hell of a reason to leave the class. "And head forward. If you put it back the blood may drown you. And we wouldn't want that." He smiled at the boy, and sat back down next to him.

He eyed Josh, hoping he wouldn't return. If he did Dylan would have a few words with him. You just didn't do that. It was blatent bullying. Hopefully Awesome Lawson would take points. Or give him a detention.

Celandine crouched down and sorta crawled closer, trying to get a look at his face.

"I got hit by a bludger right to the face one time." She told him helpfully. Iron + Face = bad.

"Who did it on purpose?" Cela asked, blinking rapidly. "Here, let me help clean you up. Do you trust me?" She pointed to the wand in her holster. "You're so much tougher than I am. I'd have been crying LOTS by now."

Probably not true. Even when Borr had broken her arm, Cela hadn't exactly bawled her eyes out.

Cela smiled at the other boy, the Slytherin one who was being nice to Jake. Anyone that was nice to Jake was good people in Cela's books.

And she had a lot of books.

Celandine looked over at the loud Gryffindor, her expression disapproving. Did he reaaaally want detention that badly? She'd totally do that thing with the demerits and all, but she was sure that Professor Lawson would prefer to handle it since it was his class and all.

"You need to settle down."

Sigh. Where were Chris and Gold and Jack? Gosh they had their work cut out for them this term with their housemates.

Barry looked at the ball and and approached it. They had to do something if they wanted any points. So he kind of kicked it from foot to foot, that was sort of dribbling. Then he saw Jake hurt and kicked the ball in Brody`s direction so he could see what was going on. But he didn`t have good aim.
Barry looked at Jake, someone had hurt him, that person was going to be in for in now. Jake had some good freinds, even if he didn`t know it. He looked to the boy who did it. "Now look here, you don`t go round kicking balls in faces, no one cares how good at football you are, just buzz off!" he said as firmly as he could manage, trying to do something

Oliver got to his feet and eyed the Hufflepuff sitting on the grass next to him... or sitting next to her BAG on the grass next to him.

Strange girl.

It was a well known fact among muggle males that girls couldn't play football. He looked around at everyone already partnering up and kicked himself for not yet getting to know many people. He chewed the inside of his cheek while he thought. Miranda was a Quidditch captain, right? Maybe she wouldn't be all that bad. Maybe.

“Hey, Rodent Girl. Wanna partner up?” He gave her a smile predicting the face she would pull because he had asked. Heh.

Yes. Okay, maybe Jake WAS crying. The boy tried to sniffle but found it quite painful, which angered him... which made him clench his fists. MAN he was just... so very confused. What the heck had HE done?

"Sirrrrr," Jake called out, in case some weird incident had meant the man hadn't heard or witnessed any of this. EVIL GRYFFINDORS!!1!11!!ONE!1!1

Ewwww. Stick it up his nose? That was random.

And gross.

Instead, Jake leaned his head forward as he was told and held the handkerchief to his nose, keeping his eyes UP because he didn't want to see any blood. DUDE. He sooooo wanted to go home. "Dank you," he said, voice sounding stupid because of the stupidness of his nose.

Ow. Bludger to the face. That HAD to hurt. In fact, it made Jake feel a little stupid, getting upset over this. But it was more the fact that someone found it fun to try and hurt him out of spite.

Jake WOULD have indicated who had hurt him, but the idiot's laughing would definitely get her attention, so he just left it with a glare towards the other boy. "I tttrust yuhh-you," he muttered, though with the blood on the handkerchief it was getting alot harder not to freak out.

Well at least the Gryffindor got SOME of his comeuppance.

HMPH.

Dribbling the BALL? But Lorelai wasn't very GOOD at stuff like that. Looking down at her shoes; she had taken to wearing a pair of converse instead of her usual heels, and she frowned. MEH, she wanted her heeels like NAOW. Not to have to kick a ball around, and probably fall flat on her face.

Gracefully.

She took a quick look around at ALL of the people in her and sighed. She had SEEN Goldie in here. But where HAD she gotten to.

Noone to partner with. Sigh,

"Okay." Celandine cast a few charms in quick succession, syphoning up the icky mess and scourgifying Jake's shirt where some of the blood had dripped. Had to clean up a bit so she could see. She wrinkled her nose.

Um.

Jake's nose?

Not straight.

Awwww hugs. She scooted closer and tucked an arm around Jake's shoulder.

"Sooo like... your nose... is kind of broken. I can fix it, I'm good with episkey and that will help some, its just that you'll still need some stuff for the bruising because otherwise its going to be sore for ages. Soooo you kind of need the nurse." Cela explained. It was up to him though, she wouldn't touch his nose if he didn't trust her to do so.

Cela peeked over at Professor Lawson.

Oh no, play against someone else? Marie wasn't so sure about this, she was just getting use to playing against Evan. Looking at the other boy she thinks she recognizes him. 'Where have I seen him before? Oh yeah, he's Evalyn's boyfriend.' Listening to the two boys argue with each other only made her more nervous about this, they were taking this really seriousely. What if she made a mistake, would Evan be mad at her? Then she seen who the other boy asked to be his partner. This should be good, three boys and one girl, a girl who wasn't so sure about herself. Maybe she would get lucky and Jake wouldn't know how to play either, or maybe he wouldn't want to play with them at all. Looking at Evan she felt a little better when he seemed to be giving her a look of encouragement. "Okay, we can do this. I'm ready whenever you guys are." Well as ready as she could be that was.

Wooooaaah! Ravenclaw attack!!! *Blink-blink.* Josh gazed at the two older Ravens pretending to look innocent, adding puppy eyes to his expression. ''But..but..but...'' he stared at Jake who had a bloody nose, serves him right after his attack hahhah hah, *innocent expression back* then looked back the Ravenclaws ''Settle down? I just wanted to check if he was a good header. In football, you can use your head too. Well..he was good at Quidditch right? So why not football?'' *smirk*

The boy Raven was more hostile. Keh keh! Blah blah! Who cared? ''Sorry but i don't need anyone to care that i am good at football. Because i am already good at it. It won't change no matter you or anyone else cared about it or not.'' supporting his words with a serious nod he went on with his concluding ''Whatever...obviously he is not a good header''

He eyed Jake again *snort-chuckle-snort-chuckle*was he seriously crying? Crying for a little hit on the face with a football? And 'darn,darn,darn' he was calling Lawson. Eeeek Josh in trouble!!!No, no he was innocent and lovable. Getting back to the group he took Evan's ball and started to dribble it as if nothing happened at all.

Evan made a noise of getting frustrated. Joshua did not just say that. He took a deep breath. There was a professor and Marie watching. He shouldn't answer. He shouldn't get dirty. He should stay cool and keep the 'better' guy position. Yes. Supressing the rising anger inside him, he jumped a little when Joshua gave a loud laghter, followed by a warning from a prefect. Evan smirked, then his eyes caught another red. Jake's nose was... bleeding? And from the look of the situation, it was a job of Josh. He let out his breath like he'd expect such a behaviour only from Josh. And he realised it'd give him a chance of attack without getting dirty.

"Nobody wants to pair up with violent and crazy Josh? How sad... Tut tut. Just try not to kill us, can you do that?" He gave an exaggerated fake look of worry. Well, what could you expect from a Gryffindork who supported Manchester United anyway? Be human, civil and play sportsmanlike? Not something he'd see in this world.
Oh, was Marie stressed a little? Well, she shouldn't be. Josh was seriously a piece of cake. He was about to put his foot on the ball when Joshua had already started dribbling it. That little sneaky devil. Evan ran to tackle him cleanly. He slided, being extremely careful to touch only the ball. He didn't know if Joshua was good enough to stay on his feet and pass him, but he needed to stop. How would they determine who was the winner with no goal? The blondie yelled "Stop! How will we decide who is the winner?" Stupid Joshua acting without thinking again. Snort. A dork and a Manchester fan. How bad could a person's choice get?

Bella sat at the side of the field they were in, just watching the other students. She didnt know how to play this sport, and she didnt really want to. But she had to. Sighing to herself she stood up and walked forward

Kiri picked up one of the balls and ran it through her hands. Then she eyed her feet. She was wearing a pair of ballet flats - sensible shoewear for the late-summer kind of warm weather Hogwarts was experiencing right now, but not the best for kicking a large ball around with. She bounced it off the ground a few times. It appeared to be made of leather. Ouch.

Well, she would just... push the ball around a bit and not kick it too hard. Now to find a partner. Around her, everyone joined up in groups and began moving the ball around enthusiastically. Kiri looked around, as much to find a person without a partner as to see if there was anyone nearby who looked as if they were about to kick the ball so hard it would smack into Kiri's head.

There was no-one in the latter category (so far), but Kiri did spot a somewhat lost-looking girl a few metres away. Jumping a ball that was being passed between two students, she hurried over to the girl and poked her upper arm with a finger. "Hey," Kiri said, and held up the ball. "Partner up?"

Oh goshhh! They were supposed to be playing football here and what was Blake doing? Making paper airplanes! But he had no other option since he didn't like playing football with his feet and also, they needed partners. Just..GREAT! Everyone was already partnered. BOO! Shredding about 8 airplanes to pieces, Blake stood up and cleared his throat, "ANYONE WANTS A PARTNER? I'M FREEEE!" He shouted and waved his hand about. He plopped down and folded his arms. Partner needed..NOW!

Bella looked up as someone shouted in the class, she didnt even know if that was allowed. She herself stood up, needing a partner herself, and said
"I could be your partner" She said less loudly the the other student

Nancy's eyes fell on a Ravenclaw boy who was giving her a look which...was he trying to invite her to join in on his team with Cela? Or he was...okay, the wave Cela had just given her probably meant that her first assumption was correct. Good. People she knew. Well, Cela anyways. The Ravenclaw boy? Not so much. Although he did look familiar somehow...

She was just about to raise her hand to wave back, and therefore accepting their invitation when...

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Natasha was quickly scribbling as much as she could remember of what Professor Lawson said, before she jumped up, excited. Eeeeeee, they were gonna play with the football! She didn't know how to play, but still, she could learn, right?

She looked around and saw a girl that had a ball, and she came over to her. "Hey, wanna team together?" She asked her, grinning. Did they all get there own football? She wasn't sure, but got one anyway.

...Nancy blinked a few times at the fellow Slytherin girl. Then her eyes flickered back and forth between her and the Cela/Ravenclaw boy team a few times trying to to decide what to do. Back and forth. Back and forth. Back an- "Yeah...sure." The 16 year old gave a shrug before actually managing to make her lips form a small smile.

She gestured towards the Cela/Ravenclaw boy group - which had in the meantime been increased by yet another member - that she would be joining her fellow Slytherin instead. "Thanks, though." Nancy mouthed at them before she turned back to the Slytherin girl. "I'm Nancy. D'you know how this works?" She held out the ball a bit awkwardly towards the girl.