He nodded. "To the top," he said merrily. He held her hand as they slowed made there way near the top. It was less people up there and they had their pick of seats. He motioned for her to sit first. "Is this alright?" Just making sure these seats were alright with her.

"Alright," she said brightly. When they got to the top and he asked if the seats were okay, she nodded. "Perfect." She said, sitting down and waiting for him to sit down too. She liked him being beside her.

He smiled and sat beside her. They were still holding hands he noted happily. His attention was pulled to the game as the seekers started streaking toward a fast moving gold object. "This might be a good game." he told her.

Game time. Game time. Game time!

Carter loved quidditch. And it was finally time for another game. He looked up at the sky. He'd be up there next week in the championship game.

Wohooooooooo! Oh gosh, Oliver and Nancy were just awesome! They were doing great and Miranda was hopping in her spot for all the action.

Quidditch. It was so fantastical.

"Go Oliveeeeeeeeeeer! YA Can DO iiiiit!" Miranda put two fingers in her mouth to try and whistle, but she just blew out air and maybe even a little spit. Heh. Nevermind then!

"Nancy Nancy Nancy! Go go go!" Eeheeheheheeee!

She hopped and clapped and- Oh, there was Kay! Miranda saw her wave and waved back at her teammate. She looked a bit battered, but allright anyways. Miranda gave her a smile, quite getting the hint that she wasnt' going to walk on over and say hello. Heh. But what was she going to do... nothing but concentrate on the game again.

"You're doing AWESOME!"
Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Natasha tried to pay attention to the game. Tried being the operative word, here. At first she did actually watch at the game, excited for the match. "Yeah, it probably will." She agreed with a smile. But then every so often, she couldn't help but let her eyes drift to Diggy and just look at him. He was distracting, but not in a bad way.

He wanted to clap as Slytheirn got the snitch, but he didn't want to let go of Natasha's hand. "We got the snitch at least," he smiled at her. He was trying not to stare at her, but the scent of her hair kept pulling him toward her. He looked at her and found that she was looking at him. He blushed and looked away.

"Yeah, that's good." Natasha said truthfully. She was sort of watching the match. When Diggy saw that she had been looking at him, she quickly looked at the match. She watched the game now, and sighed when Slytherin got a penalty. But then slytherin scored, and she grinned. She would've clapped, but wasn't going to let go of Diggy's hand yet, so she cheered, instead. "GOOOOOOOO SLYTHERIN!"

They weren't really watching the match, but he didn't care. "Here's hoping we win," he told her. He hadn't even seen them score he had been sneaking a loot at Natasha, but he cheered along with her like he had seen the shot. "YEAH SLYTHERIN!!" he couldn't really do anything but cheer. He saw he move to clap her hands, but she didn't. She didn't want to let go of his anymore than he wanted to let go of hers.

Omygosh! Slythering has caught the first snitch! "Oooooweeeeeeeeee!" Miranda hopped some more and was grabbing onto the railing for support. This game was EXCITING! Both Oliver and Nancy were kicking some major buttout there!

"Way to gooo!

Ollie Ollie Ollie! Oi oi oi!"
Bahaha!

"GO Nancyyy! Get that Quaffle! Wohooooooooo!"

Oh man, this was making Miranda want to play herself!
With the practices and all, she didn't have that much time to fly and have her own go at the Quaffle and hoops. Not that it wasn't fun, because it was! But playing was definitely funner!


"GOOLIVERANDNANCY!"

She grinned, and looked back at Diggy. She couldn't help it - Quidditch was fun and everything, but she liked being with him so much. Her cheeks were a light shade of red, but for once, she didn't really mind.

He looked at her. "Does this make us...you know.." He swallowed hard looking for the right words. "Are we...boyfriend and girlfriend?" he whispered not wanting anyone else to hear.

Natasha looked at Diggy and at his question, bit her bottom lip nervously. "Oh, uhm, yeah." She looked down at there hands shyly. "If you want us to be." She said her voice so soft it was only just audible.

He looked at her. "Of course I do." he told her. He wanted to be her knight in shining armor. Just like in that play his sister starred in. What were they supposed to do now? Did he have to kiss her like his dad kissed his mom. Err....he didn't know how. Oh crup she was going to want him to kiss her and he didn't know how!

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" Miranda was gasping and cringing and hopping and being spazztic as she watched Oliver getting almost knocked off his broom and Nancy battling it out for the Quaffle.

But goshzors, this was AWESOME!

"GO GO GO OLIVER and NANCY! Show 'em what YOU GOT!" Wohoooo! Hop hop hop.

Miranda looked around her, wanting to see other people's faces, and all she saw were two kids...going all lovey dovey icky all over the stands!
"Hey, you two!" She called out, eyes narrowed. "Do you mind? This is a game to be WATCHED. You should go and be all weird somewhere else!" Pfffffffffffffft.

She concentrated on the game again because OMYGOOOOOOOSH, the Seekers were going after the Snitch!!!
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep!

Wooo! You go get that thing!"


"Kick some butt, Oliver! Nancy, go get 'em!"


ShazAAAaaaam!

"I do too." Natasha looked back up, and smiled at Diggy. Then she heard someone's voice, and looked over at them. She blushed when the girl told them that this was a game to be watched. She looked at Diggy again, before turning to watch the game again, trying to concentrate.

Diggy's face almost turned purple at his embarrassment. Someone had overheard them. And worse she had ruined their moment. But this girl looked highly unbalanced and crazed and he thought it best to just really ignore her for right now. he had a nice tripping jinx he could hit her with later after the game. He made note of her face for future reference.

He returned his attention to Natasha. Hating that a crazed Hufflepuff had caused Natasha to focus on the match and not him. "We can talk in the common room," he told her.

"Yeah, we will." Natasha promised to assure Diggy, as he looked disappointed that she was watching the match now.

He moved closer to her so that if they did want to share a private chat they could. "Yeah," he agreed returning his attention back to the game and liking the smell of her hair mixing with the Quidditch air. It was intoxicating.

Miranda hesitated, raising an eyebrow as she looked at the two children seeming quite embarrassed by her comment. Heh. The boy had a weird face on...or maybe that was the embarrassed one, but Miranda rolled her eyes at them both, clearly thinking they were most silly.

Anywho, the game was more important than two little kids, ofcourse. She turned to the pitch again, because the TEAMS WERE FLYING OUT! Wohoooooo! Second part, here we go!

"Nancy Nancy Nancyyyyy! Go Go GO!"
Wohoooooooo! And she was TOTALLY kicking some butt out there! The Chasers on the other team were probably more than confused as to what was going on! Hehehe!

Sheeeeeeeeeesh! Oliver seriously had a good arm there. The way he was throwing that Quaffle off to the hoops, over and over again, was surely a nifty sign of his threnghzors. Impressive. Hm, when was he going to teach her some Beater's moves?

"Way to GO Oliverrrrrrrr! You show 'em what you got! Weeehooo!"
Ehehehehehe!

If she could, she would've done like a cheerleader and moved. But Miranda didn't dance, so.... no. Snort.

Gryffindor v. Hufflepuff

Weather Forecast: Bright and sunny with a light breeze.

Adrienne walked up the steps to the stands, excited for the match, even though it was still a little tempered by her own team's loss in the previous match. But at least the Ravies were currently in the lead again in house points, as she'd walked past the hourglasses on her way out of the castle. And she'd decided she was going to support the Huffies today, although her outfit didn't really reflect that. Instead, she was very Ravenclaw, in her blue sleeveless top, dark jeans and black Burberry wedges. Just because she wasn't going to be leaving school with the best position for her own team didn't mean she couldn't enjoy the game, and besides, she'd heard a little rumor of certain friends of hers playing today and she wanted to be there for them.

The stands seemed kind of quiet right now, but she didn't mind. It just meant she could find the best seat before things got chaotic. And part of her hoped they did, because Quidditch was more fun with cheering fans, especially when you were playing. Halfway up the stands, she turned down a row and found a seat, settling in to wait, both for the match to start and for people to arrive since she kind of hoped she'd have someone to talk to.

WOOHOO.
It was Quidditch time.

Ella didn't like anything better than a good Quidditch game on a beautiful day. And Ella knew that Carter would play his best - she would be cheering so loudly from the stands he would hear her. She was all pumped up and ready to go; she was dressed in head to toe gold and red and her faced was painted like Mina's was the time before. And she was ready to witness another Gryffindor win.

Marie made her way down to the pitch. There was no way she was going to miss this match. She missed seeing Slytherin win against Ravenclaw but she was determined to be there to cheer on Carter. Who would have ever thought that she would be there cheering on Gryffindor. Not her that's for sure. It's amazing how a friendship can change the way a person thinks about some things

Looking around she didn't see anyone she knew yet, actually she only seen one other student, someone she didn't know. She found a place to sit that looked like she would be able to see all the action....and hopefully Carter.

Now to wait for more people to show up and for the match to start.

Oh god this wasnt going to go good, support his team or go and support Ella's, deciding on having something wrong with his head he got ready in his perfect outfit with golds and blacks leaking around him. Once he was finally ready he headed to the stands, he knew she was going to be at the Gryffindor stand so keeping his head down he headed there. Standing at the back he looked down and noticed her standing, alone. So walking down he walked down to her and slid his hand into hers while still looking towards the pitch.
This had to be his worst idea yet.