Riley had left the stadium with the masses of Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin/Gryffindor fans, the latter having, like himself, to chose which was the lesser of two evils one to support. Having his friend Deus on the ravenclaw team and his un-explained, probably genetic distaste for Puffs had him cheering on the ole' Blue. Walking into the celebration tent, he plopped down in a chair and listened to some music waiting for others to arrive.

Roderigo rushed down from the stairs, covering his ears to prevent damage from the eruption of cheers. His house team had won! He couldn't believe it. He was just so excited. It had been so long since Ravenclaw had won. But they did it! He rushed out of the giant doors of the Stadium, trying to locate his friends. Looking around, the Spaniard stopped at the sight of the giant white tent. Balloons in the colors of Ravenclaw House were everywhere and he could faintly discern the sound of music. He could hear the rumble of footsteps getting louder; the rest of the school was coming out. He decided he'd be better off finding his mates in the tent, and made his way over.

Amadeus made his way down to the party, not bothering to protect his ears from the pounding of music and cheers, as he swung his beaters bat, whistling the Hogwarts Fight Song to himself. He was completely elated as he continued to strut along the grass, still in his dirty quidditch robes with the name 'Kipling' etched onto the back. His team mates, he knew, were not far behind. The sight of the balloons in hues of bronze and blue widened the toothy grin on his face.

Stepping into the tent, he gazed around the masses of people until he spotted two of the three people he had been specifically searching for: one of the smartest Gryffindors around and his mop-headed Ravenclaw Spaniard. Little did the two boys know that they were standing back to back, a few feet away from each other. Holding his bat at his side, Amadeus rushed up to them in a very unusual display of childish Glee and nearly tackled them both, failing to knock them over. "Mates! You made it!" He grinned a smile that seemed as if it would never come off of his face, his blue eyes twinkling. It was very strange of the Kipling boy to be acting like this: rushing around in a hyper, gleeful manner, in dirty quidditch robes and his blonde hair more tousled than it had ever been. But who cared? They had won and tonight, they would party into the wee hours.

After changing and letting her hair down Emily decided to make her entrance at Ravenclaw's party. They deserved it, after all the training Jacob made them go through... especially in winter, they deserved this. Today/tonight was theirs... and Emily was dying to get her dance on!

The celebratory tent that had been errected in their honour was spectacular.... the blue and bronze balloons made her eyes tear up... but she wouldn't cry. Instead she flashed her dazzling smile and made her way in.

Emily still hadn't gotten over the nerves, adrenaline coursed through her veins... making her move faster than she otherwise would have. She couldn't beleive how well they'd done, hopefully Jimmy would make it to the celebrations... it would be a shame if he couldn't.



"Deus!" she exclaimed approaching him to join in the festivities... hopefully there would be firewhiskey for the of-age students....
There were other students in the tent already as well, though she didn't know any of them.
"Lets get this party started!" she said beaming at everyone. It was a happy day after all.

Riley stood up from his spot at an empty table and was just about to head over and get some food, hoping to himself that they had ice cream, when he heard a shout and barely had enough time to look over to the door before he saw a flash of blue and felt an arm around his neck.

"D-Deuuuusss. You're ch-ch-choking MEEE!!!!" he said as the disgustingly-sweaty hair of his friend smashed against his face in the ravenclaws death-grip hug. He was going to lose it. One he felt someone a STRANGER perhaps being pressed up against his back, two he was being attacked practially, and three his personal space radius had been breached MAJORLY!

He had better be let go within the next five seconds or he was going to pass out from shock.

Hugo entered the tent, all blue. No Fee. Party without Fee. Urhghhghghghhahhghuhhh. He wasn't good at looking cheery at all. He was tired, but this was Ravenclaw's party! THEY HAD WON!! Hugo put up a smile and walked in, hoping he would meet some of his friends there.

With a wicked grin spread across her face, Sierra Greingoth sauntered over to the tent where the Quidditch Cup Celebration was being held. Her team hadn't won. They hadn't even gotten second place or played in the celebration game. So was there really even a reason for her to be here?! To be...possibly celebrating?

Of course there was! The Puffer Children hadn't come out on top, and therefore, her day had been made. Her Puffer Brother, despite the fact that they no longer lived in the same house, would have never let her hear the end of it had his house prevailed. She slid her way into the tent and sort of kept to the side as she took in her surroundings.

As the mass of students came pouring out of the stadium, Roderigo realized his method of locating his comrades was faulty. He was just about to leave the tent when a figure cloaked in navy blue and bronze flew at him and, unbeknownst to him, Riley Sinclair, who was just a few feet away from Roderigo. It took a few moments of desperate movements before the Spaniard realized that it was Amadeus Kipling who was half-strangling Riley and him.

Seemingly ironically, Deus had a vicegrip on the two guys. Roderigo eventually managed to muscle his way out of the death group hug, but it seemed that the Quidditch player was strangling Riley. He then proceeded to push them apart, which didn't seem to be working. He pulled out his wand.
"Relashio!" he said, pointing at the two boys' deathgrip. He managed to get them apart. Breathing slightly heavy, he looked at Deus with a smile on his face.
"YOU WON! I BLOODY CAN'T BELIEVE IT!" he almost jumped with joy. "You were simply fantastic!" he yelled at Deus.

Still looking around the Celebration tent, the Gryffindor sixth year spotted the tiny snake enter and then head to stand by the wall. He stuck his chin out and walked right over to her and looked at her sqaure in the face. "I met your brother the other day. He's ok for a puff." he continued to look at her, they did have some similarities he guessed, except that she was a mean little demon-girl.

He felt like getting back at her for the attitude she had addressed him with in Hogsmeade with the Muggles but felt like pointing out that her house lost at Quidditch would be kind of futile since his house had lost as well. So he just waited for her response to the comment about her brother.
Riley had begun to be able to breath better, whether it was from the lossening of Deus's arms or the fact that his body was retracting itself out of distgust but finally he was released. Huh. Was that Roderigo? "Umm thanks Rod." he said rubbing his neck with a scowl at Deus.

"Yeah good job Mate, I thought you were supposed to be tired not strangling everyone you meet!" he grinned smally afterwards, he was still trying not to explode about the sweat that got all over him. *shiver*

Jacob Entered the tent still with full gear... Beaters bat, pads, and Pride.

A Great Big Load Of Hubris!

Jacob held his head high, no longer bearing the Cup. Jacob was so excited. His First year as Captain and He won the Quidditch Cup! Nothing could get him down today! He had two more years like this and Jacobs years at Hogwarts would go down for all to see... But as Hadley Said. Who would really care once he's dead

The definition of Bittersweet was this party right here. Jim had been holed up in the hospital wing for far too long and because of how bad his concussion had been, along with a few other not too shabby bumps, cuts, breaks and bruises, he'd been prohibited by the healer from playing out the rest of the season. But his team, they won, and that was epic.

And of course his team were the only people who would understand how he felt about the whole thing, and the only ones he could celebrate with after being DUMPED on his DEATH BED.

Jimmy being Jimmy, he put on a brave face and played it casual even if he actually was in no mood for a party. Not that you could tell by looking.

What he had in his hands was a photograph of the Ravenclaw team, taken at one of their earlier practices, along with a black marker.

He raised his voice with as much good cheer as he could muster as he sauntered into the celebration. "I think I'm gonna need a few autographs over here!"

Even though they wouldn't be celebrating a Hufflepuff victory, Mia was still happy to come down and celebrate with all the players who had done an awesome job during the year.

As she stepped inside the tent the first person, Mia noticed was the very happy, smiling face of one Jacob Blunt. She moved quietly up behind him and whispered in his ear. "Must be pretty proud of your team now, huh."

Hearing that all too familar voice Emily turbed on her heel- gracefully.
"Jimmy!" she exclaimed rushing forward as fast as she could without falling on her face. She threw her arms around his middle and squeezed him as tight as she could (attacking him)- without hurting him too much.
"How are you? are you out for good now?" she asked- reffering to the Hospital wing.
"We missed you! wish you could have played."

Ellie bounced into the celebration. Where they were going to celebrate their victory. Their victory in the CHAMPIONSHIP match. She was 130% sure she'd never been more jubilent in her LIFE.

As soon as she got inside she saw James. "James!" Eeeee! She rushed up to him to bounce!hug him. "You're better!" Apparently. Oh, and.."WE WON!!!!" Eeeee!

Oh hello.

Eaaaasy ladies. Plenty of James S. Wilkes to go around. He managed a half-hearted grin.

"Yeahhhh I'm out for good. Bloody about time too. And I don't think you lot needed me, eh?" Jim grinned at Emily and submitted to the squeeze attack, hugging her back with one arm, keeping a grip on the picture of the team and the pen.

And from the other side. Jim caught ickle Ellie up with his free arm and gave her a squeeze. "I heard you were epic as usual. Had to come celebrate with you guys."

And distract himself from lame things.

"So where are my autographs, ladies?"

Grin.

He waggled the photo and marker.

Vashti entered the awesome-looking tent happily, still in her Quidditch robes, and looked around for any of her non-Quidditch friends as well as her teammates. She didn't see many from the first group, but of course she saw a few of her fellow Quidditch players.

Including JIMMY.

Only a few seconds behind Emily and Ellie, Vashti rushed over to him and threw her arms around him in a hug. "You're all better!" Or at least, she assumed he was. For all she knew, he might've snuck out of the hospital wing when the healer wasn't looking, and the healer was heading here right now to drag him back. That...would be pretty amusing, actually. Hehe.

Emily grinned, "I know we won, but your still a big part of the team, and we were a player down. Would have been good to have to there."

Autographs? HAHA... Emily took the pen and photo he was holding and signed it as neatly as she could with a little messgae.

Jacob had been so caught up in the moment he didn't even know what was going on... then he head something in his ear, he turned and swung his bat.

Yeah that'll teach people not to sneak up behind him.

Oh it was Mia... Ooops... oh well, that'll teach her.

Oh Look James! "Hey Jimmy!" he called to the boy "Feelin' better there now, are we?" Jacob inquired, obviously he'd already heard of their victory. but the boy hadn't made the game, and he had Miss Nurse to blame for that... he wasn't even gonna argue Jimmys Injury Suspesion from the Season, Cause Miss Nurse would have suspended him for Mental Health Issues.

Still wearing his officiating robes and his goggles pushed back onto his head, Vindictus strode into the tent and stopped. He placed his gloved hands on his hips and grinned. It was time to party and after a long Quidditch drought, it was a Ravenclaw party. "Where are my champions!" he called out excitedly.

Ellie, in a different circumstance and given a few more weeks, would have modestly waved off the 'epic' comment. But not now. Now she was just sooo filled with adrenaline, she took it BEAMING. "Glad you did!" It just wouldn't be right without the whole team.

...Autographs?

SNORT.

She took the marker after Emily, and wrote her name on the picture. "You're so weird." Yet, she had obliged. She was feeling pretty epic.

Well. So.

So who needed Marie with all the Quidditch fueled hugs from pretty girls?

Jim lapped it up though he wasn't 100 percent his usual charming and cocky self.

"Mostly. Still gotta take it easy and all that junk." Pshhh. He grinned at Vashti. "And you're just in time to give me your autograph. Pretttty please?" He batted his eyelashes jokingly.


"Cheers Em." No really. It was a nice thing for her to remind him of. He'd felt pretty left out and worse than that (though he wouldn't admit it) he felt bad for letting them down, and then even worse when it turned out they hadn't needed him after all. Combined with being absolutely ecstatic at the win, it was a mixed bag of feelings right there.

He read her message and grinned. "Perfect."

"Sup Cap'n! Knew you could do it, man." Jim saluted. "I'm gonna need your autograph too."


"Weird? Psshh. I'm perfect and don't you forget it." He winked at Ellie and took the picture back. "Thats a mighty professional looking autograph right there." Taking lessons from Vindictus?


Speaking of.

Jim looked up as the Head of House came in, but he hung back. Technically he wasn't a champion, right? Right. He was smiling too though.

Although she wasn't expecting a bat to come swinging at her head, Mia automatically put her hand up when she saw it coming and to her surprise she managed to stop the bat from hitting her in the face. Her hand though was feeling the pain.

"Geez Jacob." She said pushing the bat away and shaking her hand. "You just smashed the Huffie players do you really need to go after their supporters as well." Mia threw him a glare, while still shaking her hand and started to move away from the violent Ravenclaw.

Last time she tried to be nice to him.

Smiling Emily let Jimmy return to the rest of the group and mingle... and get everybody else's autograph.

Hearing a comotion in the background Emily turned to see that Professor Handsome-Vindictus had made his grand entrance... and grand it was. Emily couldn't help but grin boradly at the sight of him, still in his official match robes, with his goggles perched on top of his sandy brown-blond hair... picture perfection. Walking forward Emily greeted him... though not the way she would like to have.
"Hi Professor! Wasn't the game just brilliant!" she said excitedly, staring into his gorgeous eyes.... "You were an excellent ref", she added.

She turned to Vindictus and her BEAM only grew. They WERE champions. CHAMPIONS. And, of course, Vindi's question had to be rhetorical, seeing as the whole team was still in their robes...with the exception of Emily...so she didn't scream out or anything. She wasn't WEIRD. Like James.

"Uh-huh." Sure he was perfect. SNORT. "You keep thinking that," she said sticking her tongue out at him. Loser.

SNORT. Again. Lesson's from Vindictus? Ellie didn't go near him if she could avoid it.