Silk shouted "TTTRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEYYYYYYOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNN,GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OO!" Then she sent him kisses "Mmma "Mmma!"

Silk smirked,hoping that alll the other girls saw her. She would soon be his boyfriend....

Merlins Whiskers!!!
De Simpson spun out into the stands!! she was lucky she hadn't decided to sit with Fina... otherwise she could have been hit. She hoped he was ok... but she was temporarily distracted by the seekers, they were at it again...

"Come on Ellie!" cheered Seren, "You can do it!!"

"Come on mighty Eagles!"
They were playing so well... but so were the Badgers.. It was such a good game, a competitive game.

Simon had been looking for the Quaffle when the next minute he had lost control of his broom and was heading straight towards Professor Hadley and the students near her, he had tried to stop but when he realise he wasn't going to stop he just hope Professor Hadley would realise that he hadn't hit her on purpose and it wasn't his fault.

"Look." Simon started but before he could say anything else he had landed in the stands just where Professor Hadley had been he had no idea if he had hit her or anyone else, the last thing he remember was his broom shooting off in one direction he had no idea if it was still in one piece or not but after that he couldn't remember a thing he was unconcious.

In any normal game just like this one, Presley would have been on the very edge of her seat, muscles tensed up, and ready to scream. However, not today. It was too close. She leaned back in her chair and watched with mild interest. The game was really close, she noted. She watched the players zoom in and out of eachother passing and stealing the quaffle. She shivered, and pulled her cloak closer. Even though it was March, it was still chilly outside, and Presley was always a little colder than most. Mom would have laughed at me she thought idly. She shook the thought away. Leo was coming to visit her this weekend. It would be okay. She turned her attention back to the match, and scarcely paid any attention to it.

Trying to focus on the game, but always worrying about Simon, Seren felt she needed to assess the situation... all whilst watching the game? Well yes she was a skilled Professor after all.

Edging along the row of students Seren finally came to a stop beside Fina... eyes glued to the seekers... and in particular, Ellie. Seren was still very proud of how Ravenclaw were playing, their efforts were tremendous. Taking just a second, Seren looked back at Simon--laying on the floor of the stands, unconscious.. poor boy... he'd be ok though, wouldn't he?

Remembering all the times she had gotten injured playing quidditch-- and her team mates too, this was definitely not the worst she'd seen. It could wait until after the game.

"Come on Ellie!!"
Turning back to watch the seekers battle it out, Seren couldn't help but laugh.
"Fina... I think you mean snitch... you want him to catch the snitch."

By the end of the match a few feathers were dangling off of Eino's face and the rest were floating all around the stands. It was like a flock of owls had been attacked on their way to deliver letters. Eino sunk into his seat in disappointed. He looked at Professor Bentley, and she didn't seem to happy either, but at least she didn't have a bronze face with feathers hanging from it so he supposed she looked better than he did. "I guess... we have next year?" He had even enlarged and stuffed the dead owl he found with candy and placed it in the common room so they could celebrate on their way back. He should probably go and remove that...

"Merlin! Eino don't give up that easy... theres still a few games to go, they can still make it to the final." It was true... heck they could even face off against Hufflepuff in the final... didn't somthing like this happen last term?... and Ravenclaw won the Quidditch cup then.

Seren applauded... both Ravenclaw for their efforts and Hufflepuff for the good game.

Oh Merlin, when did Seren move to standing right behind her? Tilting her head back as she looked to Seren, she frowned. Snitch? Oh right that was the word she was looking for! "Right, yes! Snitch!" Looking back at the pitch, she noticed them starting to land and then Vindictus proclaimed Hufflepuff as victorious! Woot!

Now what was up with Simon and why had he decided to visit them in the stands? Wasn't he supposed to be playing? Kneeling down beside him she looked at the fourth year.

Yea, her healing magic wasn't so advanced, but perhaps a bit of water would do the trick? "Aguamenti," she cast as an even stream of water directed itself over the boy's face.

They'd lost. Presley shrugged. No party today. She stood up, and exited the stands.

Eino's jaw dropped and his eyes widened, then he quickly covered Professor Bentley's mouth with his feathered hands. "Don't say Merlin's name in vain!" He said then realized he had his hands on a Professor's face and possibly shoved some feathers into her mouth and quickly removed them and hid them behind his back. There, they were gone. "In Finland, we believe that La Fey cursed his name so it's bad luck to say it..." He explained. "THE STANDS COULD COLLAPSE!" He then stopped and looked around for any signs of misfortune. Nothing. The stands weren't moving. Well, they had just lost a match, maybe it was Professor Bentley's fault... Even though she said it after they lost. "I see, in the meantime I will look for a real eagle." That last part was mostly a mental note, and he had no idea where to find an eagle.

Simon was awoke from his sleep or so he though he was asleep by some water, what was going on. "Just 5 more minutes mother." Simon was very tired and very achy for some reason, it was like he'd just been hit by something which wasn't possible since he was in his castle at home, well saying that it smelt like he was outside somewhere but that was inpossible.

Simon openned his eyes and saw someone with a wand in there hands making water come out that was incredable. "Where am I?" Simon said and with that he threw up on the ground., he had no idea why but he was remembering he was doing something important and then the next minute he was awake by this rude woman.

As quick as you could say... Merlin... Eino had his hands covering Seren's mouth. She was certainly taken by surprise. Take Merlins name in vain?... well she was guilty of that on more than several occasions, but she listened as Eino explained the idea behind it.
"Oh I see," she said once he had removed his hands, "...well I'll certainly make an effort not to say it again." She said smiling at him. Why was he looking around all paranoid? Did he honestly think the stands could collapse?
"I'm sure the stands will be fine," she said trying to reassure him.

Look for a real eagle? ... "Um, good luck with that," added Seren before she turned to see what was up with De Simpson.

Well Fina looked to have everything under control, he was alive, that was the main thing, anything else could be cured.
"Simon... you're at school dear... you were just playing quidditch."

She wasn't paying attention to the game. No. She was sitting there, in her little space, staring at their Arithmancy professor the entire time with wide eyes.

Evelyn was never going to look at her the same way again.

And this was the last time she sat next to Hadley during a quidditch match. Really, she would've mentioned that she was saying all the terms wrong but...was it weird that she felt a tad scared? Once the match started, her question sat floating in the air, unanswered, and now that the match was over, she kinda didn't want it answered. Maybe she SHOULD go talk to the divination professor. She wasn't crazy.

Match was over! Evelyn was out of there. Where was Josh? She needed to tell him to stay away from Hadley. She might make him eat a 'snidger' if he was caught doing something wrong.

Oh good! She woke Simon up but he seemed ... disoriented. Well Seren seemed to be handling alright with the helping out of where he was. But if that was the only thing wrong with him was that he experienced some memory lapses, then he was okay. Right?

Ew. Vomit smell. At least it was on the ground, but still, it smelled pretty putrid. Turning up her nose slightly at the odor, she nodded. "Yea, you were playing . . . the position that gets to shoot the red ball into the gold circles." See! She was learning! "And then... you crashed into me." Sort of.

Simon looked at the two crazy ladies why were they talking to him like he was four, he recognised them botj but couldn't remember then it came to him out of nowhere. "Professor Hadley, Professor Bentley what have you done with my broom?" Simon asked, then Professor crazy was saying he had crashed into her, that was impossible he had been flying for four years and was really good at flying. "Professor if you wanted to see me you could have just told me and I would have come." Simon smiled, there was no need to force him off his broom, trying to stand up that was when Simon realised where his pain was coming from, he couldn't stand on his right leg which had taken most of the force of the impact and was now broken. "Professor Hadley I think my leg is broken." Simon sighed.

Chloe had been watching the quiddich game and was elated that Hufflepuff won since ofcourse Simon played on that team. He then suddenly saw a broom and a player in yellow robes heading right toward the stands and crash into two professors close to her. Man did she hope that was not Simon. Chloe broke through the crowds to that area and saw it was indeed Simon and he did not seem to know what happened. He walked over to Simon and said, "Simon, are you ok? Do you need me to help you to the hospital wing?".

He nodded. She should be careful, or very bad fortune could fall upon her and her entire house, which was technically the greenhouse and he liked that place so he didn't want it to be curse. "Just in case, I will give you a sampo!" Of course, it wouldn't be a real one but a copy of the artifact to give her good fortune. "Okay, I will go make it now and deliver it to you later, Professor." He wondered what he could forge for her, and remembered that he had to ask his grandparents for the instructions since he had forgotten it. It had been a while since he had made one, why was that again? Oh, right. He started handing them our to muggles and got in trouble with the Finnish Ministry of Magic. "Good-bye, Professor Bentley!" With that, he waved, and shed the last few of his feathers, then left the stands.

" I am sorry RavenClaw lost" Willaim told Presley.

Sorry I had to do that work for a living thing. *sigh*
 

Conan smiled, "Me too. Cos Treyen and Ellie are like my bestest friends. And they both love it. Ellie helped me learn." He liked this woman already. He didn't feel as stupid. Someone knew as little about Quidditch as he did.

His mouth dropped, "Treyen told me about you. Well...sort of. I am really excited for next year. I am gonna take Arithmancy. I am really good at math. I was meant to go to MIT before I got my letter." Yep tell your life story to the teacher.

"Nice to meet you too Professor Hadley."

He giggled as he watched her, watching the game. "It's a snitch Professor. And you catch it, not eat it." Silly Professor.

He beamed, as Treyen caught it. They had won. YAAAAAAAAY.

Seren shifted her gaze from Simon to Fina, and back to Simon again. In an attempt not to laugh, Seren cobered her mouth with her hand, folding the other arm around her body... Oh Golly this was good.

"Perhaps we should get him to the hospital wing," Seren murmured to Fina. He seemed to ahve knocked his head quite hard-- or was that normal Simon behaviour? It was hard to tell. Still, better to be safe than sorry.

Oohh he was going to make her a ... sampo? If only she knew what that was. Still she looked forward to finding out.
"Bye dear, enjoy the rest of your weekend" replied Seren, she aure hoped he was planning on having a shower before going to see her. She didn't want to find blue feathers floating around her office.

Simon looked at Chloe and smiled. "I'm sorry to crash in on you like this." Simon laughed, "I went out of the match with a bang at least." Simon didn't know where these were coming from but he had just remembered where he was and well that was a good thing though, he wasn't sure who won or anything so maybe that was a bad thing.

Simon looked at Professor Bentley, she would tell them if Hufflepuff had won or not wouldn't she and of course where was his broom. "Professor who won and can someone please tell me where my broom is I'll need in later." Simon sighed, why wouldn't they tell him where his broom was, his right arm and leg where hurting and he was sure his right leg was broken but he wasn't sure about his arm so he had this feeling that was the side that hit the stands first.