Isidora watched Alice and Alexa and proceeded to mutter things about Gryffindors and ice cream. Honestly. Who even thought to bring that out here, of all times? It was - or had been - a quidditch match. No time for ice cream.

She breathed out a sigh of relief that she'd been holding in when they dementors scattered from the pair but didn't let go of Alice because she was STILL eating ice cream. "For now. How can you even eat right now?" Seriously, how? She ate before the match, her boyfriend had almost got the life sucked out of him, and she was EATING ICE CREAM.

"This is no time for eating ice cream." If there was rain and boyfriends she would make an exception, but there was neither so she gave her friend a hug. "I'll get you more after."

Ethan stood frozen, watching in horror as the shadows came nearer into view and turned out to be exactly was he was afraid them to be - dementors. He gripped his wand tightly as his eyes snapped to the dark figures as they hovered over the Slytherin boys. Was he too far away to cast a patronus? Probably.. and he wasn't sure that he could cast one anyway.. his mind drifted back to his previous failure, deepening the feelings of despair and panicky helplessness that were beginning to stir in him.

His breath hitched in his throat as he heard that haunting scream again and his eyes searched the pitch. The dementors weren't circling on her but she needed to get off the pitch and to safety. He had a fleeting urge to run down to the pitch to do something.. but that was soon stopped by the appearance of a couple silvery animals fending the dark creatures off. He watched the bear and moose patronuses for a moment, then the retreating dementors, then looked back to his girlfriend. Her captain was thankfully pulling her off the pitch to safety so he was going to go down and make sure she was okay.. and get her into the castle.

He turned back to those in the stands as he heard Beezus and Ness order everyone back to the castle. Yes, this was a good idea.. especially since he did not feel nearly as safe after these dementors left than he did after Vinteren took care of them the last time. No.. they were back after that and obviously were still a problem. Who knew if they were really gone for good? "You heard your student leaders," Ethan raised his voice just a little over buzz of those still chattering and still in the stands. He watched a few of the spectators leave and added, "Back to the castle, follow me." He ushered a few of the younger ones out, then walked out of the stands himself to lead them to the castle. And to find his girlfriend and make sure she was safe.

She returned the smile when he seemed to enjoy her insult - or whatever you wanna call it - to everyone. "Thanks." Only a few seemed to be listening still though. She saw a few people leaving, but it wasn't as many as she would've liked. They were all idiots. Including Alice. Yeah, she was calling her out in her head.

But anyway, it looked like the dementors were flying off, and the chill left with them. Thank Merlin. West and Theo and everyone were saved. That was at least good.

So yeah, she supposed Aidan was right, they could leave now too. No more bothering with the stubborn ones. "Yeah, guess so." The players would be heading to the locker rooms now, right?

Penelope took a final quick sip of hot chocolate to chase away the rest of the chill and then set it down so he could clean it too. And then he...offered to carry her candy? Eh...well, if he wanted it...

"You can have it if you want," she replied, grabbing a couple chocolate frogs and the sugar quill she'd been eating. "I'll just take these. You should probably have a chocolate frog too." There was another one left, along with a few sugar quills if he wanted those too. Chocolate and stuff was good after a dementor attack, right? "I'm not heading back to the castle yet." He probably was though, so it wouldn't make sense for him to carry things for her when they weren't going to the same places. And she wasn't going to wait to see Ascanius any longer, not after what had just happened.

"Had fun commentating with you though." She offered him a smile. "Shame it all ended the way it did." Dementors put such a damper on things. "See ya." And then she was off, too anxious to just stand there any longer.

What? Lex was taking it? What? NO. No, it was hers now!

And Dora was having issues? "I... I don't know. I just.. want ice cream. All the time." Alice frowned idly, wondering when this new obsession had started. Jelly slugs. Those were her favorite quidditch food not.. not ice cream. But she didn't want those, all she wanted was the stuff in Lex's bowl. What was so wrong with that? Of course she was worried about West and stuff, but he was okay now and there was still ice cream to be eaten, didn't Dora see that?

She allowed her friend to hug her and gave her a tiny squeeze back, going up on her toes to peek over the mist again. It was disappearing, wasn't it? And the shapes had retreated. But mostly, Alice was feeling guilty for still wanting ice cream.

It was just so good.

AGAIN?!?!?!

Seriously, once was bad enough, but twice now? And this time, the stupid dementors were taking the shine away from a Slytherin victory. Stupid things. There really needed to be some kind of, like, dementor exterminator or something. And was the Headmistress really just leaving the students there to deal with everything?!?! This was the person the BOG thought fit to lead the school. Ugh.

Anyway, Sky jumped up from her place in the stands and started following the mass of students who were actually heeding the prefects and Head Girl's instructions, wand out and making sure none of the creatures came near her or any of the younger years.

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She returned the smile when he seemed to enjoy her insult - or whatever you wanna call it - to everyone. "Thanks." Only a few seemed to be listening still though. She saw a few people leaving, but it wasn't as many as she would've liked. They were all idiots. Including Alice. Yeah, she was calling her out in her head.

But anyway, it looked like the dementors were flying off, and the chill left with them. Thank Merlin. West and Theo and everyone were saved. That was at least good.

So yeah, she supposed Aidan was right, they could leave now too. No more bothering with the stubborn ones. "Yeah, guess so." The players would be heading to the locker rooms now, right?

Penelope took a final quick sip of hot chocolate to chase away the rest of the chill and then set it down so he could clean it too. And then he...offered to carry her candy? Eh...well, if he wanted it...

"You can have it if you want," she replied, grabbing a couple chocolate frogs and the sugar quill she'd been eating. "I'll just take these. You should probably have a chocolate frog too." There was another one left, along with a few sugar quills if he wanted those too. Chocolate and stuff was good after a dementor attack, right? "I'm not heading back to the castle yet." He probably was though, so it wouldn't make sense for him to carry things for her when they weren't going to the same places. And she wasn't going to wait to see Ascanius any longer, not after what had just happened.

"Had fun commentating with you though." She offered him a smile. "Shame it all ended the way it did." Dementors put such a damper on things. "See ya." And then she was off, too anxious to just stand there any longer.

First, Penelope accepted his compliment. The boy puffed out his chest and grinned. Second, she basically told him that he was right. That they should leave. And he took that as her accepting his offer to walk her back. The offer that wasn't exactly said, but to him, it was clearly implied. Third, she was letting him have some of her candy! Returning the favor for him giving her ice cream and the much appreciated hot chocolate, no doubt. Although returning the favor wasn't necessary at all. He'd WANTED to do that for her. To make her happy. To give her something.

....But then all too quickly, his ego deflated. His chest sunk. And before he could even speak, it felt like, she'd left him. Of COURSE Aidan knew where she was going, too.

It wasn't a nice thought.

He didn't really want her candy. That wasn't the point.

The now grumpy boy flicked out his wand, cleaned Lex's cup, and stacked it with the other dishes. He grabbed the candy Penelope left for him and shoved it in his pocket. HE didn't want it, but he wasn't going to just leave it there, either. Lex'll enjoy it, probably.

The commentator's box all cleaned, Aidan stormed out.

Airey was up. He was down. He was sideways. He was even upside down at one point as he cheered on the two teams - although there were some VERY spirited hisses thrown in there for the snakes. And it clearly had paid off because it was the Slytherin captain that had the final snitch of the match clenched within his hands.

But WHAT a match it had been! A real nail biter. See? Look at his fingernails? He had TOTALLY been gnawing on them the entire time the Seekers had been going after that final snitch.

"Slytherin just slithered iiiiiiiiin and won that one!" he cheered while doing some more arm flailing. Oh ho ho he was so witty and punny, no? See, he had worn the right suit today. Even if it was obnoxious in color.

He was just about to go back towards the Headmistress to collect Pebbles when STUFF happened. First he felt a piercing cold down to the bone and his usual cheer seemed to have all but have left him. His lower back began to hurt again, the pain pinpointed precisely where his accident had been and his vision became a bit blurred.

It was then that he saw them. They were back and Airey suddenly collapsed, hitting his head on one of the seats in the stands with a loud THUD. One Astronomy professor down.

He didn't know how long he had been out - hard to do so when one was unconscious - but when he did wake the dementors were gone....and so was the Headmistress....

WHERE WAS HIS PEBBLES?!

Stumbling around a bit and losing his balance several times along the way, he searched frantically for his precious pet. "PEBBLES! PEBBLES ANSWER ME!" Why had the Headmistress abandoned her?! He had trusted her with one of his best friends and she broke that trust. He felt even more depressed now and felt like curling back up in fetal position again...only the thought of Pebbles being there in the stands all cold and alone drove him forwards. Stumbling still, but moving nonetheless.

Ice cream? All the time? Why? Dora was completely baffled. "Since when?" As long as she'd known Alice, the other girl had never been THAT big of a fan of ice cream. Sure, she'd liked to eat and all, but ice cream... this much? No. It was weird and Dora made note to get to the bottom of the issue.

Later. When they didn't have other concerns.

"Let's go down to the dungeons. On the way we can get more ice cream and eat it while we wait for the boys to show their faces." Whenever that was. Dora still wasn't sure what to do, but now that the boys were safe and she had some of her sense back, she knew that staying in the stands was not good.

And she didn't know where West and Theo were going after here but eventually they had to go back to their common room, right? They could wait there or scout out the hospital wing. She gave Alice's arm a tug and started off of the stands.

Beezus alternately strained her eyes on the commotion at the Pitch, the ones at the Stands and to Renesmee. She was nodding at the Head Girl rather distractedly before patting the girl's arm. "We should spread to make sure everyone's making their way back." A head tilt to her left and she saw Ethan leading the herd of Hogwartians back to the castle now. She nodded AGAIN at Nessie, "Let's go." And without even waiting for a reply from the redhead, Beezus bounded over to gesture her peers back to the castle. She utilized hand gestures and some fail!whistling as she did so. "Go! Please follow Prefect McCarthy.....No, just leave your ice cream there. There are more inside.....Yes, go."

Sigh. Aidan was stubborn but he was paving his way back with Penelope and the others so that was okay. Alice had Dora secured too....A few sighs of relief here.

Slowly, and with effort, the Stands were starting to clear up. She took a quick glance at the Pitch and discovered that the dementors weren't anywhere in sight now. People were attending to those who needed help. Could she possibly lend a hand? She also wanted to be with Dylan after what just happened.

The brunette was about to head down to the Pitch when she heard someone scream. Her head turned quickly and then she found out that it was Professor Flamsteed sounding frantic. "Professor! Professor! What's wrong?"

Why was she here... She could hardly find reasons out of bed lately.. All she wanted was to hide away from everyone. So what was she doing out of bed? Minerva knew exactly what would force her to be social, something she clearly hadn't been since she had went to been poisoned that potions ice cream feast. She hated feeling this upset and this antisocial. She liked people. She loved her friends.. Why couldn't she get out of this, she had reasons to be happy.. A few reasons, so why couldn't she. Paying her fee, Minerva made her way into the stands. She didn't take much time to look for a seat, she just didn't have the energy. So she picked the seat in the first row and sat down.


Making sure her charmed shirt was still charmed, Minerva sighed and looked out to the pitch. She couldn't believe it would be the last time she would be seeing Ethan play on this pitch. She bit her lip as those emotions came rushing into her head. Like she needed anything else to make her so sad, but it was the last time.. He was leaving the school soon.. Leaving her.. She was dreading next term without him. It was just going to be so long... She sighed and crossed her legs, resting her head on one of her hands.


She half wondered who would be here to watch the match.. She also wondered if she could just blend into the stands so that she wouldn't have to fake happy..

Airey had not found Pebbles after the previous match thanks to all the chaos and being in the stands right now just reminded him of the fact that his beloved pet rock was missing.

His body functioning on autopilot, Airey sat down in his usual seat and fumbled around with his grey T-shirt. Suits. Too much effort. Sticking his legs straight out, Airey leaned back until his head hit the seat behind him so that he was kind of sort of lying down. Only it was not very comfortable. Eh. Too much effort to move. Instead he adjusted his sunglasses some to make sure his eyes were covered. Couldn't let the students see him not crying over his missing pet rock.

West was somber but not, y'know, depressed or anything. He had reason to be somber. A list of reasons even. He'd been sorta pensive since the whole dementor incident after the Slytherin vs Hufflepuff match for obvious reasons, but also in general he already missed Quidditch. Playing it anyways. Watching was plenty good but not good enough, and West was keenly aware that the last match with Dylan as his captain had been and gone.

He was also keenly aware that despite the downer it had ended on with the dementor attack, they'd already won the cup and the competition now was just for second place also known as first place loser.

He had to come support the Gryffindors, but also a few particular Ravenclaws and whatever. Silent support. He had a little Gryffindor flag and had worn a splash of red which he figured was good enough to make his allegiance clear for this match.

..... man, why was everyone so DOWN? It made it seem like he was having the best day EVER in comparison. Weirdos. West sat right up the front so he could get an awesome view, and arranged his snacks.

Snacks were important.

Nashville made his way through to the stands. This was going to be a great game but it would have been even better if it was a Slytherin vs. Gryffindor. Nashville didn't know who he was going to root for. He knew people on Gryffindor and Ravenclaw so he just didn't know what team would be better.

Nashville looked around for a seat, he had some water bottles in his hand and some pie bites that he had made...he didn't really make them on purpose but on accident and he ended up making tons and tons and tons of little pie bites in all different flavors and they were amazing. Nashville had to have had maybe five big bags of pie bites so if anyone wanted any then he would give them as many as they wanted.

Gryffindor. Nashville finally came to an agreement with himself and he was going to cheer for Gryffindor. Maybe they could win. Although Hufflepuff wasn't so far off the last match but it did make him a little angry.

Wade made his way to the stands. It was going to be a good match, he hoped. He liked Gryffindor, though he was rooting for Ravenclaw. He liked the underdogs of the game, after all. He was a tad worried on any dementors attacking again like his last game, but hiding out wasn't his style. So, with his snacks, sans the pickles (spilling the precious jar wouldn't end well), he picked his seat out.

Wade could see everything from this height, as he looked for any sight on his friends and a certain special someone. Heh.

Last match of the term. That was always the best match of the year... but somehow Kat didn't really agree to that. The best match was Slytherin vs. Hufflepuff. It was INTENSE in all ways possible. But well, she was here just to watch it... for fun. Also for Elise, Alice, Penelope, and pseudo!sister reasons. She arrived at the Stands with a red shirt, blue jeans, and gladiator slippers. There was no need to dress herself extravagantly anyway.

Hopefully NO dementors in here. She was getting sick of it already, having soul-suckers around Hogwarts. Like, honestly, her school was supposed to be SAFE. The only place safer than Gringott's, right?

Anyway... the Slytherin prefect dropped her payment fee inside the turnstile and entered. Then she took a seat and waited for the match to begin.

SIGH.

Tobias was SAD. This was really NOT FUN.

He'd been feeling all mopey and wibbly and every now and then a bit tearful for a while now. If he let himself think too much he ended up getting even MORE sad... so watching the quidditch match seemed like the best idea. Though... quidditch was pretty much over this year. And after all, it was just a game. Just a stupid pointless game. HEAVY SIGH.

Mainly, Toby's brain was back on a vacation, and he was kind of going through the motions of life without having to think about them, or anything at all. Some kind of defence mechanism against having to deal with emotions. BUT he was STILL SAD. WHERE WAS HIS HAPPY.

But Tobias was thinking too much. He wibbled again and took a seat and stared miserably out at the pitch. Go Ravenclaw?

She didn't want to come. But like it was the final match and she'd been coming to all of them, so not coming to this one would be kinda stupid. Also, Lex was playing. With so much effort, Cassia dragged herself out of the common room after getting dressed in non-related quidditch colors. She liked both houses and had friends in both so she was cheering for them. Obviously.

Once there, Cassia's eyes widened seeing how much she had to walk up. Was it always like that? She was pretty sure it was different this time. Added seats or something? Was it the time to redecorate, seriously? Taking a deep breath, the fourth-year started up crawling very slowly. Why the rush? Plenty of times, and they could start the game anytime they wanted no need to wait for her till she sat. Nope. T'was with her.

Well, they didn't have to.

The snake collapsed on a vacant seat and looked around her. She was too focused on getting up here so she didn't get to pay attention to whom was here. Oh. Hi West, Kat! And professor. And other people.

Pulling her hat further down until it covered her forehead. Though she did remove her sunglasses and started fiddling with them, shoulders hunched waiting for the game to start.

Oooh. It started.

Last time he came to the Pitch in a game situation he saw his teammates get attacked by Dementors, so OBVIOUSLY the smart thing to do was to come back a second time. Pfft. Yeah, no, Ascanius did not want to be here today, especially in light of all of the Dementor attacks that the Professors did not seem to care a lick about. Education at its finest. But see, he if he didn't come he would have had an angry girlfriend to deal with...so...he was here. Joy.

Making his way up to the stands-- AND NOT LOOKING DOWN-- Ascanius plopped down in a seat that was closer to the ground and looked out at the Pitch. It was dead, like this crowd who no doubt didn't want to be here as much as he did. And yet, here he was. So yeah, whatever. Woo Quidditch or something.

Asher made his way to the stands...late. He wasn't too interested in the game, but felt like he should be there. Plus, it was probably much safer to be in the stands than alone in the castle. Can anyone say Dementors??

Searching his pockets, Asher found some candy and pulled out a piece to munch on. Might as well have a treat while sitting on a hard bench.




Zoe arrived just in time for the match. She was thrilled to be there and it was quite a fantastic way to spend her day off. The Ministry Day Care was busy and there wasn't much time for her to chat with adults...especially about Quidditch.

Looking around for someone she might know from the Ministry, Zoe held her hand above her eyes to shield the light, making it easier to see across the stands.

Minerva sat quietly.. It was the most quiet she had ever sat in the stands. Blue eyes searching the area half expecting Ethan's parents to show since it was his last match.. Sigh.. last match... last match, just then eyes went to the pitch as she saw the teams come out. She felt herself tear up seeing him flying. This match was hard... super hard. She wanted to be so happy and cheer on the claws, but everything in her wanted to scream and cry. Now seeing him in his robes and how adorable he always looked on his broom just made the last even more real.


Minerva saw two of her younger badgers and she tried failed to smile. "Toby are you alright?" Her eyes fell on how sad her little energizer kitty usually was. Why was he sad and then horror went through her.. NO.. NO.. NOT KITTY TOBY.. He was poisoned as well... Lafay had gotten him too. Had she gotten everyone in that room. Tears fought to come out with the thought, but she tried to be brave around them. If they were all poisoned at least she could try to make him comfortable and take his mind off of it. "Who are you cheering for today?"


She then looked at Asher, "How are you doing?" She worried about the boy after their last meeting. She tried to read his face to see if he had any of the poisoned syrup as well, but she wasn't sure. Hopefully not.. Looking back at the pitch as the game as started she clapped the best she could, "GO ETHAN!! THAT'S AWAY HOT KEEPER BOY!"[/B] Nice save love.. nice save.. She just wished she could be more energetic for him.. She owed him cheering and bouncing for his last match, but she could only give him what she could.


Her eyes then fell on another puff, "Hey Kitty" It was her kitty or one of her best friends this term Wade. "Who you.. oh never mind.." She knew who he was cheering for, wasn't he dating now *eyes*... She had to make sure she approved of this girlfriend. She better be good enough for Min's Kitty...


Blue Eyes back to the pitch just in time for another save.. "Alright right Hot Keeper Boy.. Keep it going.. You are doing awesome!" He was doing amazing for his last game.. and we were back to this dreaded last feeling.. lovely...

Indiana was quite exited today. It was the last quidditch match of the year. Sure she was sad she wasn't out there playing, but it meant that she would be able to go and support in the stands. She could see her boyfriend too. Which would be pretty fun. She had her cool top on, although it kind of made her look like she supported gryffindor. But she was hoping that her blue strips on her face, and the blue ribbons that she had plaited into her hair would help everyone work out she was really supporting Ravenclaw.

Humming to herself she wandered along the stands, looking for Wade. Ahh. There he was. She scooted along the line until she sat in the seat next to him. "Hey Wade." She beamed at him, leaning in to kiss his cheek. "You better be supporting Ravenclaw."

Oakey walked his way up to the stands and to the Commentators seat. He held in his hand a blue cup with a specially made Fruit Smoothie he made. Strawberry Kiwi. He seat the drink down beside him and spoke quietly to himself. "Unique New York. Unique New York, Unique New York, Unique New York, Unique New York." Feeling sufficiently ready he looked around the stands at those who have gathered to watch the last match of the term....Was Flamsteed wearing a T-Shirt? He looked over his shoulder at the Snake that was sitting beside him. This was going to be horribly awkward all the way through this match. Hopefully they could pull through this without their wands sticking up each others noses.

Right! Anyways He should get this going. "We..." SCRRRRREEEEEEEEEEECH

Ow Geeze that was louder than Renesmee's Banshee yell. "Sorry...Sorry. Welcome to the Final Match of the Year. Gryffindor Vs. Ravenclaw, It's gonna be a BIG ONE, and it looks like both Teams are out! Ravenclaws Lead by their Lone Beater in todays match, and Captain Elise Fairfield! Ethan McCarthy plays Keeper as always! Mo Branxton, Nigel Barrington, and Eliza Dawnsel make up their fierce team of Chasers, and Aiden STONE will be Seeker! Bunch of Crayclaws out there today if you ask me. Lions better look out!" Right so who was Gryffindor's Team? "For the Lions we have Alexa Cambridge, and Amazonian Captive Ryan Myles taking up the Beater Bats, Melanie Sung as the Keeper today, Captain Alice Fischer, and Christmas Goldman will be playing Chaser, and Penelope Greenwell rounding off the team as their Seeker!"

"GAME GO! WOOOOOO!" That was Oakey's weird little shout to everyone that the Quaffle was now in play! "Dawnsel! Takes the Quaffle and zooms down the pitch quickly being blocked by Gryffindor Defendors! LOOK Mo! Mo was Open and it seems Eliza took notice of that too! She tossses a nice pass to Branxton and he easily slips by the Defenders, Nigel's caught up to Mo now and they're Flying Side by Side! Not without Christmas and Alice far behind them! I can't tell who has the Quaffle from here! Nigel and Mo have now split up and they both look like they have the Quaffle! but the Gryffindors aren't fool by this trick they split up along with them! OH LOOKS LIKE NIGEL HAS THE QUAFFLE! He goes for the Shot and! OOOOH So CLOSE He just missed the shot and went under the Goal Post!"

It was a good attempt, and a nice play he'll give the Crazies that! "Sung put the Quaffle back into Play, and gives it off to Christmas who Zooms down the Pitch! She's stopped just as Center Field blocked by Ravenclaw Defenders! But Alice Slips Underneath them and Christmas drops the ball into her Captains hands with ease! Alice has a clear path right into Enemy Territory! She goes for the Shot! NO! No It looks like Ethan made the save! Awesome Plays from Everyone out there so far! WOULDN'T YOU ALL AGREE WOOOOOO! Go LIONS! GO CRAYCLAWS!"
He leaned back for a moment and took a deep long sip of his Fruit Smoothie. He felt terribly Parched now.

Dylan was eyeballing all the things...He'd suited up for Gryffindor today...with Alice and Penelope in mind. Slytherin was done for the season. Done....and now it was time to show support for his friends. Selina Skylar would've been so very proud...

Besides....Bee wasn't up in the sky today. Nope, she was sitting right beside the commentators box...safely in his view. Good on Fairfield not to let her play...

...before anything else had went down, Oakey was snatching the microphone...and the Slytherin Captain made no moves to stop him. Nope....Dylan was just going to chill and wait his turn...

Oh. He was done...

*SNATCH*

AHEM. TESTING?!

"Ladies and gentleman...let's get another round of applause for that rather nice save by Ethan McCarthy..." It had been a nice one...and he'd wanted to point it out again...His fellow seventh year was kinda a boss in front of those quidditch rings. "He throws it back into play and the Ravenclaw chasers descend. Nigel Barrington and Marcus Braxton aim to impress with their flashy passing game..." Slytherin knew all about the passing game. They....like.....invented it. "...UH OH. Look out....Alexa Cambridge is swinging that bat around like a baton....Just look at the excitement on her face...." Seriously.....had she already gotten into the chocolate...Looked like it. "Don't mind her, folks. She's just already attacked the chocolate frogs this morning...but tough luck for Braxton as that bludger SOARS straight for him...." Merlin! He'd heard the sickening crack all way in the commentator's box..."The Claws can't seemed to pull it back together....Sung blocks with an impressive broom sweep...Good for her. You go, Sung."

"She throws it back into play and the Lions scoop it up quickly...It's all Christmas Goldman and Captain Alice Fischer...Will she be biting someone today?" Bigger question....would West mind if she did? Dylan didn't voice those thoughts. "McCarthy tries to fake her out...but Fischer proves to be unstoppable on this play. With the set-up by Goldman, Fischer sends the quaffle through the hoops! Score is 10 to nothing..."

SNITCH. HE SEEN IT. SEEKER EYES. SNIIIIITCH.

OH, they'd seen it, too.

"...AND THE SEEKER HAVE SPOTTED THE SNITCH." Merlin, he was holding his breath...COME ON, PENELOPE. Nothing against Stone, of course....but that was HIS Penelope up there....and he wanted her to do well...and LSDKLFSJLK!!! "THEY'RE IN A MAD DASH FOR IT...OFF CENTERED...BUT BARRELING ON...COME ON!" The Slytherin was out of his seat...If Gunter said anything, he'd be receiving a nasty glare...."PENELOPE GREENWELL CATCHES THE FIRST SNITCH OF THE GAME." YES, he WAS fistpumping...."SCORE IS 60 - 0, LIONS."

LSJDFLKSJDLKFSJ!

YES. GO PENELOPE!

She was Late as al get out, but she was here, cause QUIDDITCH and that was all. skipping every other step up to the stands she pushed her long black hair behind her shoulders before she hard that mic SCREECHHHH good Hippogriffs, when would people learn not to SCREAM into that thing to start. "blibbering idiot" she said walking up a few more steps..

wait.. who was that!?!?

was that who she thought it was?

whuuuttt. it was oakey.. she didn't know he as commentating today.. silleh boyfriend forgetting to tell her things..

oh.. and Dylan.. this should be good...

It was odd how slowed down Tobias looked without any of his usual gusto. Even actions such as turning his head to look at the older 'puff seemed to take several sunlit days.

He thought hard at the question she'd asked, finding it super difficult to think straight and give a clear answer. Usually he would have answered at about a hundred words a minute and probably straying wayyyyy off the point.

Eventually he settled for a "Not really," and went quiet. It was too much EFFORT to explain.

Toby stared back out at the pitch again, glum expression set. Oh look... they were throwing the ball around. That was nice.

Hmm? Cheering? "I'm not cheering." Sighsighsigh. You had to have some cheer in you before you could cheer for others. "But... Ravenclaw. 'Cause we might get second if Gryffindor don't get too many points."

WOW. Talking was EXHAUSTING. Toby had to take a second to slump slightly and stare at his knees. When he had more energy he'd look at the pitch again. Right now he'd settle for the commentary.