The game had barely even started and it was already getting a little crunchy. With eyes narrowed, Ascanius watched the game play out as Nigel commentated. It was getting tight and each team was playing really, really uniform-like. Formations left, right, up and down.

Once Nigel passed off the mic, Ascanius tossed some hair out of his eyes and got straight back into the thick of it, "Hufflepuff seems to be pulling together a sort of triangle after CLARKE'S impressive score. They're passing the quaffle back and forth between each other in this triangle...it's kind of hard to see who exactly has the....AHA. Okay, got it. BISHOP has the quaffle and is going for a second score in a row. Unreal. Hufflepuff is bringing their O game today, folks." And it was making his kind of nervous. Unbiased commentator here, yeah?

Twice now the Slytherin chasers have tried to get past this triangle, but its a sweet move. Gotta give 'em credit, yeah? ....oh wait....CLARKE drops the quaffle on a pass and ODESSA sweeps underneath to catch the rebound. ODESSA whistles for his team to form around him and they are making their way down the pitch really fast. WISTERIA sends a bludger their way, but narrowly misses."

Ascanius was starting to get sweaty palms at how close even was playing. C'mon, someone do something score wise. "NEWELL.....the boy one.....Jeez, this is annoying....seems irritated by the bludger attempt and breaks away from the formation with quaffle in hand. He brushes past YARBOROUGH and heads straight toward the goal post. He flings the quaffle toward the middle post and SUMMERS just misses by his fingertips. Slytherin scores, making it 20-10."

Nigel had to take the mic for a bit before Ascanius started screaming some intense profanities at formation break aways.

Oh hey, that's where Ascanius was. Penelope had been a bit confused when she hadn't seen him out on the pitch with the rest of the team, so she was glad to see he was okay. And commentating with Nigel. That was cool. She could listen to them while she cheered on West.

She smiled and waved up at them before quickly finding a seat.

Oh hey, West scored. "Go West!"

And Merlin, this game was getting intense, yeah? Both teams were playing hard. And Penelope was watching intently, though still making sure to listen to the commentators and cheering West and the Slytherins on every now and then.

Yes, Hello Hi Ariana! She beamed and hugged the girl back, "what on earth are ou doing here!?" didnt she get shipped off somewhere that wasn't here. Sad times. Jumping slightly as the commentators started she couldnt help but wiggle a bit, this was exciting she was excited, everything was exciting and she was just glad not to be working or laying at her couch at home crying, which she was doing a lot of lately. She blamed Oakey usually. "Oh look!" she said pointing at the blur of green as their team raced onto the pitch Look Peyton, LOOK!

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Quidditch Games we're loud and consisted of a lot of people and the struggle was very, very real. For a moment he forgot he was meeting someone and almost wanted to just turn and leave cause you know he didnt care for Slytherin or Hufflepuff's teams cause they weren't Gryffindor's plus he had a book half finished in his room. Sighing a bit he rubbed his hands on his jeans before making te choice to just maybe go. He looked to the stairs and went to stand just as she felt something touch his back.

O_____O

"what!?" he turned quickly not sure what to expect and let out a breath as it was just Beverly.

oh, OH! Beverly!

"Oh! Beverly, Hi." she found him heh, he gave her a smile as he looked over to who she came with.. loud girl.. "who's that?"

Who cares if Ascanius is unbiased. It made the commentating more fun. Which was what most of of them wanted. Or Nigel was completely wrong. Meh. Alright back to his turn. He puts down his drink and holds the mic. Here we go.

"Summer as quickly as he could throws the quaffle on over to Clarke. Who then tries to start the triangle thing they did just before. Why mess with something that just worked. Back and forth between the three the quaffle. It seems it finally stopped and Clarke has it again. She shoots. Ah...this time Kinsley makes an awesome save."

Can only fool him once it seems.

"IS THAT THE SNITCH?. Seems like i am not the only one who noticed, Tempus and Ferrier are rocketing on over to it .Pushing and shoving each other to try and be the one with to get the snitch in their hand. Both of them pull into a dive and..........Tempus has the snitch!

Score 60-20 Hufflepuff"

Anyone with eyes knew that the Tempus kid was fast. The fact that they had not made him Seeker previously was a little weird to him, but he could respect talent. He just wanted Snaps to kick his....unbiased commentator.

After Hufflepuff gained their first snitch, Nigel expectantly handed the mic off to Ascanius. It took the sixth year a moment to calm himself before he continued. He had to just find that zen place, yeah?

Evening out the tone to his voice, trying to seem unbothered, he continued on with his commentating, "Y'know..." Nope, he needed another minute.

...

Now he was good. "After Tempus' epic snitch grab, there seems to be a brief pause on the Pitch. Which is quickly broken when CLARKE throws the quaffle at BISHOP to signal up the start of another play. The Head Girl is briefly startled, but then falls right back into the rhythm of the game. She passes to HOLIDAY who chucks it to CLARKE and the pattern seems to be repeating..." Oh c'mon, someone on the Slytherin team, pick up on the pattern repeating.

"NEWELL, the girl one, seems to have noticed the pattern and flies inbetween HOLIDAY and BISHOP snagging the quaffle. She takes off toward the goal posts and tosses it to her brother, the OTHER NEWELL." This was starting to actually get on the Slytherin's nerves. "He seems to be contemplating something and then just drops the ball. WAIT WHAT?! Just drops it. Oh, thank.....unnoticed by this panicked commentator, ODESSA was underneath NEWELL and has caught the quaffle and is making his way toward the goal posts. This little trick, which got me, has stunned SUMMERS. ODESSA scores. Making the score now 60-30 Hufflepuff."

He wanted to mic drop so badly. But that would be way too obvious.

Josette slowly trudged her way up the never-ending stairs again as she attempted to make her way into the stands for the last match of the term. It was Hufflepuff vs Slytherin & Josette knew that it was going to be a VERY close match seeing as to how BOTH houses are VERY amazing! As she found herself a spot in the stands, she adjusted her glasses as she tried to see who it was that playing today. Her eyes lit up when she'd seen a familiar face out there in the yellow robes. It was the really nice older girl, Ella! Josette liked her a lot, did Ella know, because she'd hoped she did. She was a very nice person & was really good at making cookies too!

Judging by the very loud microphone people, it looked like Hufflepuff was in the lead which brought a smile to her face. Following as the yellow & green robes zipped by, she couldn't help but softly mutter, "Go Hufflepuff.."

....

"GO HUFFLEPUFFS!!! AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"

BADGER HOUSE IS AMAZING!!! GO BADGERS!!!! YESS!!! IF ONLY SHE'D BROUGHT A POSTER WITH HER TODAY TO SHOW OFF HER FORMER HOUSE LOVING, UGHH!! THE TARDINESS OF COMING TO THINGS AT THE LAST MINUTE!!

Violet eyes following these fast players going back & forth gave the twenty year old a flashback to when she played on that field. Gosh both of these teams were so fast (even though her team was more amazingly awesome, sorry snakes)! She was practically bouncing in her heels as she continuously squealed at the top of her lungs as HUfflepuff was going to to dominate! But it wasn't until she'd recognized familiar faces when Violet REALLY screamed! "GO ELLY BEAN!!!! YAYYY! ALEC YOU'RE AMAZING!!!! BADGERS!!!!!" Wow, she missed coming to these matches, although she'd always forget how excited & hyped they'd get her going, which could probably come across as TOO excited/hyped.

...Alright, she had to admit it, the Slytherins did have some VERY good talent on their team..

A keen eye? ..... "Uh huuuhhh," he murmured, his gaze on her now instead of the pitch. "So how about that broom then?" Hhmmmm? Could he? And she could dust hers off, it looked ancient, even had webs on it and stuff. Would it still work?

Tearing her eyes away from the game too, Emily smiled at his expression. "Sure. We'll get you a broom," she agreed with a nod, "but only if you pass math." See, there were conditions for these things, she was a generous person, but even she had her limits, and this was it. "I'll pay for half of it, but the other half is conditional on the health of your report card."

...

...

Math? She was bribing him for math results? Didn't she know how hard it was? Didn't she see he was hopeless with it? Why else would he have bothered her so frequently with his homework? He just couldn't do it. Numbers, went over his head. "You're evil," he decided. There was no other way of looking at it. "How abouuuuttt... I get A's in everything else, and can fail math?" Would that work? All A's sounded good, no? And at least it would be more attainable.

And wwhaaaaatt? His gaze drifted back to the game. LOOKIT THEM PUFFFERRSS! They really were killing it. Who knew badgers ate snakes, huh?

"Maaaan, Snakes are gonna get beat."

Ethan couldn't help the grin on his face as Minerva led him by the hand up into the stands. Sure, Quidditch games were fun and they might even see people they'd know, but he enjoyed seeing how excited she was to be here. It was probably a good thing they were currently attached at the hand or else he would probably have difficulty keeping up the way she was bouncing through the aisles. He nearly tripped as he was suddenly pulled in one direction and he chuckled to himself before his green eyes found Professor Flamsteed.

"Hello, Professor," he said, his smile dimmed just slightly as he took in the man's appearance. Wow.. he looked awful. This weird aging thing they noticed last time was still going on. He briefly wondered if it was contagious as his eyes wandered to his wife before going back to the Astronomy professor again. Hearing Min's comments, he nodded. "Hope you're doing well," he murmured in agreement. Maybe he at least felt better than he looked. But he didn't share his wife's need to offer a hug.

And they were on their way again. Ethan's smile brightly though it faltered some when they stopped at Professor Bentley. Not that he didn't want to see her. Nope, she had been one of his favorites for obvious reasons. But it appeared that she was affected by the weird aging thing too. Was the whole school like this. "Hi, Professor. Nice to see you." He listened to the conversation a moment, his brow furrowed slightly as he noted how much like an old lady she sounded. "Two? Already?" He supposed the last time he had seen her, she was near the end of her pregnancy so this would be accurate. Though how time flew.. "Have a picture?" Oh and he'd love to tell her all about his job working with plants if she wanted to know, but it seemed the conversation was on babies, another subject he'd be happy to talk about, especially his own. But he'd leave that to Min as the question was directed to her.

Oh there were some friends of theirs, that might be a good place to sit and he thought Min might think the same as he was being pulled over there next. At least they didn't look ancient. "Hey Oakey.. Ariana.." Ethan gave them both a grin and half-wave. "Didn't know you guys were coming today." Oh and Ariana was hugging him. "Feeling alright?" he asked as he hugged her back. Though maybe she was past that point by now. He grinned at in as he took a seat next to her. "Sure this is great." Looked like a good spot and they had good company. And there was Aurora near them too, she got a grin as well. "Hey Aurora.. how are you doing?" She was eating, that was a good sign, right? "Where's Rich? Did he have a game?" He certainly didn't know the Falcons schedule, but it was likely, he supposed. Still would have been cool if he was there too.

And it looked like they were about to start. Was that Nigel commentating? Ethan glanced behind him and gave his former housemate a nod before turning his eyes back to the pitch. Sure to be a good time.

Nigel had to admit it was really different to commentate then just watch. Plus the incredibly hard part of remembering all the names. Merlin. Guess it was time to pick the mic back up figuratively speaking. Not like he would drop the mic or anything.

"So after the awesome trick by Captain Odessa. The quaffle is quickly sent on it way back towards the Slytherin side of the pitch. Being tossed between the three before any Slytherin chaser can even come close. Looks like they really want to score against Kinsley. But it seems that Kinsley is on a roll right now and he......misses and Clarke scores!"

Nigel takes his eyes off the chasers for a second. To get a good view of the battle for the Bludger.

"Seems that Wisteria wants a piece of that bludger and badly. Nobody even got close to her as she whacked the bludger on over the Kinsley. Must not like him blocking all those shots. Now that has to have been some Keeper reflex because it just misses his head and hits him directly in the back.

Score 70-20 Hufflepuff"

Min's smile grew as her professor recognized her, not that she had changed much in the almost year that she had seen them, but the professor had. A frown set in by the sound of her voice. This really wasn't good. "I can't believe they haven't figured this out yet. I was at a match before and saw that students had been having this aging issue, but professors too." She just kept frowning with worry. A smile coming back at Bentley's son's name, "Two already? Oh gosh, I guess he isn't a baby anymore. I bet he is just full of energy." How excited for her to have such a fun age. "I've heard two can be trying though." She'd keep Gunnar little as long as he wanted.

A small blush might have crossed her cheeks a bit about the heard about things. Yes she assumed all the professors had heard about things, "Oh yes we've been super busy." She glanced at Ethan smiling at her husband. "We got married and have a son now. His name is Gunnar." She pulled her purse around and pulled out a picture, of course she had her pictures, what mom didn't? "This is him." She was grinning from ear to ear over getting show him off.



Min chuckled, "Yeah I guess I didn't. I got Ethan and I a little bed and breakfast for the weekend not far from here. I needed some time away. For us." It had been six months since they had some alone time really. It's wasn't too horrible to want some time to just rest and catch up on sleep, she hoped it didn't sound like she was being a bad mom. No she wasn't she knew she wasn't. She spent every waking moment with that little boy. She was allowed a match and a weekend. "We should all go to dinner after the match. How often are we all together like this." With all their crazy schedules and things. Plus things were going to get more crazy for most of them in the future, so better to spend all the time together when they could.

As the match started Minerva yelled and cheered for her puffs. "GO ALEC... GO ELLA!!!" She of course would be cheering the loudest for the, but she wouldn't forget her other friends either. "ALRIGHT PUFFS!! GO TOBY!! COME ON KAIDEN!!!" She wasn't excited at all was she?

She turned her attention on Ethan who had asked Ariana how she was doing. He was such an amazing man worried about their friends and things. "I love you." She leaned in kissing him. "Thanks for putting up with me and coming today." His claws weren't playing and she knew she kind of just told him about the weekend didn't really ask. He always let her get away with what she wanted which she wasn't going to complain. "Having fun at least?" When he asked about Rich, Min kind of hoped he was around some where. There little adult group wasn't really complete without him was it.

Where'd the Wayne child go? Ah, snap. She lost her, again, hadn't she? Oh. Wait. No. Ooooooooooooh! Hehehe. She was with a BOOOY. GIGGLE. Beverly's got a little boy-toy and hadn't told her. Well...they needed a little chat. GIGGLE.

Later, though. "I came to cheer on the Snakes, of course!" she told Ariana. She wouldn't risk coming here when there was some strange epedimic going around if it wasn't for Quidditch. Slytherin Quidditch. "I got special permission for a fews days away from Salems'." Thanks to awesome parents. Hehehe!

Wait. Look at what?!

Peyton turned her full attention back on the pitch and... GOLDEN SNITCH. "Go Slytherin! GO!" Oh for Merlin's sake GO! And Hufflepuff got it. "It's okay, Ferrier! Keep it up!" Kick Puffer butt!

With a quick look at Ariana, Peyton mentioned something she'd forgotten to say. "You look really nice, by the way." And yes, she gave her a once over. Did she grow taller? Dye her hair? Curl it? What was up with the clothes?

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Beverly almost wanted to yell 'Surprise!' because that's what he looked like when he turned around. "Hi, Jeremiah," she grinned. His presence suddenly had her in a better mood.

He spotted Peyton though. Deciding to go with the truth, she shrugged. Merlin he was going to think she came from a weird family. Thanks, Airhead. Not.

"Oh, that...she's my cousin Peyton." The idiot who ate bad ice cream and got loopy. "She used to come here a few years back. I don't know why she decided to come back today." Of ALL days.

The following series of events were so confusing and so random and could only happen in the strangest of circumstances that Ascanius had to take a moment to just watch with the rest of the stands to REALLY assess what happened. Everything had happened so fast and so...well...Ascanius finally picked up the mic to explain.

"Did everyone else...see that? Wait. It seems they are figuring things out on the Pitch. While they do that, I'll recap, yeah? Okay, HOLIDAY threw the ball back into play and there was a brief hesitation while a swarm of green and yellow attacked the quaffle. I vaguely remember seeing CLARKE and KINSLEY having a brief stare down as the wrestle for the quaffle happened. Casually. As one does. ODESSA came out with the quaffle....and here was the weird part folks. All of the Hufflepuff Chasers pursued him. BUT a flash of gold skirted across the Pitch and both Snaps, I mean, FERRIER and TEMPUS went bounding after it."

It just didn't make much sense. It was like the SNITCH was trying to hide or something ridiculous. Of course, during their last match things would border on the absurd.

"Then...EVERYONE SAW THIS RIGHT? I'm not MAKING it up. The snitch flew straight into Captain WEST ODESSA'S sleeve, which made both TEMPUS and FERRIER collide with him. To steady themselves it seemed like the three worked together to stay on their brooms and TEMPUS pulled himself up via ODESSA'S sleeve. The snitch wiggled out from underneath and into ODESSA'S grasp. Which technically means ODESSA gets the snitch grab. Which is illegal. Because he's a chaser." Did everyone understand the dilemma here? S'weird call on Tyner's part. Personally, Ascanius would have just tossed it away as a mistake and tried again, but it was a HARD call.

Was everyone keeping up? Because he barely was, y'know. "So....DID ODESSA CATCH THE SNITCH OR NOT?" he called down to Tyner, which only gained him a look. He was dying here, ma'am. That was his team and this was such a freak thing that never happened he was just lost. As he assumed the rest of them were.

"In the meantime, NEWELL, the girl one, attempted to make a go of the pause in the game and toss a goal. Which only ended in SUMMER'S save. It was miraculous. Takes a lot to throw SUMMERS."

But the real question was that one, ruddy call. Which made Ascanius' head hurt. "It seems Tyner is just going to proceed with the game and let the snitch go again. Like a re-do. No word, YET, folks how she is going to handle this Seeker situation. Seems she's just as lost so we're gonna let it go for now..."

And then the snitch was re-released. Derry and Toby tussled after it for a while...each of them making a go at each other... until finally, "TEMPUS comes out with the Snitch. Making the current score 120-20 for Hufflepuff."

THIS WAS THE WEIRDEST CALL EVER. Flop.

He was defeated. Just take the mic, Nigel. Take it.

Seren shot Ethan a smile, my my myyyyy, he has turned out to be a fine young gentleman. She'd have wiggled her brows at Minerva, but didn't think it appropriate. How sad. "It's so good to see you, Ethan," she acknowledged warmly, "I can see life outside Hogwarts is treating you well." Which was more than she could say for the rest of them stuck here. Ugh. "Oh I know, it's all sorts of ridiculous," she agreed with Min, "Looooook, my arms wobble in unsightly ways, and the wrinkles, I have wrinkles." All those hours dedicated to moisturising herself with dragon dung, wasted. Wasted. That being said, she had managed to age more gracefully than some of the others, so it wasn't a complete loss.

The baby talk was perhaps a little upsetting, but she smiled nonetheless. "Something like that... though I hardly see him during the school term, and with everything going on, I don't think it's safe to be near him." And it was killing her. Killing her on the inside.

And aaawwwwwww, such a bright and happy couple. "I'm trilled for you both!" she clapped, leaning closer to admire the baby photo. Her eyes were bad okay, so there was some intense and close staring. "Gunnar, such an interesting name," she commented in a sing-song voice. "He's a handsome little devil, and look at mine.." she added, fishing in her pocket for the photo she ALWAYS had on her person - there was nowhere she didn't take him. "My Derfael."

Cinnamon was already digging through her bag for the snacks she had packed for today. She still had candy that she had gotten for her birthday. She bought plenty of it. She finally found some rock candy that her nana had made. She had plenty rock candy share but no one to share it with.

But

"Emmy!!" she squealed and hugged her friend. She grinned and offered her some of her rock candy.

Now where was Walrus? Lux? Bart? Kace? No wait he was playing today or so she thought she wasn't sure thought. Anyway Bart wasn't playing today so he should be here soon.

Oh there he is! "Bart!" She actually didn't squeal this time. She did beam at him though. He was so getting a hug too! "You haven't missed much yet" She grinned. "Nothing much. I bought a ton of candy!" she pulled her bag back up on her lap and opened it showing Bart the contents of her bag.

Okay that was seriously weird. Thank Merlin. He did not have to explain what get happened. Sounded like one of those things that happens once every 100 or 1000 matches. Nigel did take the mic because he did deserve a break after explaining that convoluted mess.

Plus it means Hufflepuff is one snitch way from killing Slytherin's championship dreams.

Intense Stuff.

"Now back to your normal quiddtich match. Summers passes the ball out to Clarke who decided to play catch with Bishop all the way down to Kinsley. Talk about leaving a Chaser out. They continued not letting any Slytherin get though the Newell twins did try. The Captain was still a little shook by the previous snitch thing. It was to no avail as Kinsley watch the quaffle the whole way and block it with his fingertips.

Excellent save!

Score is still 120-20 Hufflepuff"

Alright now time for a drink. Nigel passed the mic on over as it was now snack time.

Penelope had expected this match to be intense, but not THIS intense. Seriously, what the heck was all that? What had just happened? She squinted her eyes, as if that would help, but she still wasn't entirely sure what was going on until Ascanius was finally explaining.

So...it was even weirder than she expected. Just...yeah, weird. That was the best word she could think of for now.

"It's okay, West, you all can still do this!" Just pretend that weirdo stuff never happened, yeah? Yeah.

He didn't wanna even commentate anymore after the FREAK SHOW that was the last snitch grab. In fact, Ascanius just wanted to pack up and go home because he was just upset at how STUPID the snitch had been. It didn't have feeling or a thought process, yeah? So why did it feel it could throw their final game of the season into some serious turmoil. Oh yeah, 'cause it had.

He was a grumpy Slytherin. No one look at him. Not even when he knew how good he looked. Being attractive could fix a lot of things, just not this, yeah?

But he took the mic from Nigel 'cause he was a proper gentleman and such, "Right well. Let's do this, yeah? WISTERIA seems to have her eye on the prize this time around. She is chasing the bludger instead of the opposite way 'round which is usually how it works. Throwing her arm back, WISTERIA pounds the bludger and sends it hurtling toward NEWELL, SOPHIE NEWELL, with a toothy grin. She catches it a little too late and it makes a hard impact with her face." CRAAAAAAACK. Ugh, that was a broken nose. Easy. Leaning over to Nigel, he whispered, "That'll break disrupt the aesthetic of my team." Which was important.

He pulled away from Nigel and began to talk with increasing excitement, "ODESSA, looking to redeem himself for what was BAD LUCK MATE...don't let this get to you.....grabs the quaffle and heads down to the goal post. At the last second, he passes it to NEWELL, the boy one, and NEWELL goes to make the score. SUMMERS spins his broom around and smacks it away like child's play."

Which was irritating to watch as a part of the Slytherin team. Y'KNOW?!

He mumbled the last bit, "120-10. Hufflepuff."

Alice appreciated the normal stuff just fine, thank you. What Dora defined as the 'best' were the girly and fancy and frilly and ridiculous things that the captain absolutely refused to wear. Her own clothes worked just as well.

And her sneakers. Her precious sneakers.

"Who're you waving at?" With her signature packet of jelly slugs in hand, the seventh year dropped into the seat next to her best friend just as the game started. Even in the air, it was easy to tell which one was West- that mop of hair was unmistakable anywhere.

She didn't do any obnoxious cheering like a normal girlfriend would have. Instead, Alice was completely quiet. Her eyes were locked on the game, especially on West and the Keepers. Merlin knew they better block the hell out of those hoops, because HER standing was riding on it.

Odessa, chaser, snitch. Those were a few of the words that registered with her as the commentators informed them of play. She could only shake her head and think bad move kid, bad move... but considering the boy was an Odessa, it wasn't a huge leap to think he might be as eager as the female counterpart she was familiar with. Turning her attention back to her son, Emily pursed her lips in thought. A counter offer.

"You know it'd make more sense, there's no point in setting me up to fail.. it'll only hurt my self esteem and I'm already crippled as it is," he pressed, all innocent looks her way. She'd have to comply if she wanted to keep him happy, y'know... it was how it was. Hearing the commentators call, Zeke snuck a look at the scoreboard before peering back out at the pitch, he felt bad for the Odessa dude, it didn't look like he had intentionally gone for the snitch. Accidents happened you know!!

"Crippled?" she echoed with disbelief. "You're the least crippled kid I know considering the hell you've been through." Emily gave him another nudge with her elbow before drawing him a little nearer to her, her arm still secured around his shoulder. Yeah, that's right. Chummy time with mum in public, get used to it kid.

"All A's ... minus math?" she repeated, seriously considering his offer.

A whole lot of everything was happening all at once, green eyes took it all in. Snitch. West. Ferrier. Puffer kid. That was both interesting and making Peyton was to jump onto the field. But no. She had her own team to take care of back home, so she'd just watch.

She visibly winced when the Puffer boy caught the Snitch. "Come ON, Slytherin! You have this!" She felt like pulling her hair out. Good games did that.

This was EXCITING! All the people were here and she was bouncing and she couldn't remember the last time she was this excited though the snakes needed to PICK. IT. UP!
" COME ON SLYTHERIN!!" what the heck we're they doing out there!? Hufflepuff was kicking butt and though she was excited to be here she'd never live it down with Oakey if hufflepuff pulled a win so Slytherin HAD to pick up up, she wouldn't take no for an answer.
Oh, Ethan, "im better, yeah." sometimes she was better, like today she was "comes and goes really." he knew and understood just what that meant.
Bounce. Bounce. Bounce.

She was going to be paying for this later, she just knew it. "Oh a getaway that's so nice." those two needed a get away together and she knew that much they deserved it. They were cute did they know that? "Dinner?" she liked dinner and she turned to everyone else.. they should decide she couldnt do decisions, they were too hard.

ASDFGHJKL NO! NO HUFFLEPUFF SNITCHES! NO "COME ON FERRIER!!!"




"well of COURSE, we'd have problems if you came supporting Yellow." major problems mhhhm. and she went on about special treatment and all and ohhhh la la look at that. "special treatment well that was lucky." lucky duck. quack. Peyton had also seen what Ari saw seeing as how they both shouted at the same time and all. #SnakesDoItBest

She looked nice!? She looked down at her own outfit a bit.. she didn't feel nice.. more like a house.. "really? well thanks." compliments, she was eating them up cause they made her feel good right now, yup

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where were his manners, Merlin he would forget them around only her of course. "Oh.. come over here and sit." he said offering his hand to help her over the bench, no only cause he was such a gentlemen but cause she was elderly, which made him chuckle a bit, and legit probably needed help. "You're cousin?" he said looking back over to her as she talked with other older people, none that looked familiar. "She's loud." yeah she was and that was just a general statement. "your hair looks nice." she had a little bow in it which was different and it looked nice on her

She was watching the field, eyes squinted. And of course whenever a slytherin neared the goals she'd shift to the edge of the seat holding her breath and whatever the score was after that she'd jump to her feet, "GO SLYTHERIN!" Her joints were solid, hehe. But despite the score she still saw her team playing wonderfully. Her friends were great. Everyone knew that. Psht. Team captained by West, with Theo in it as well, plus her red-head friends. That team had amazing written all over it.

But the points were still a bit upsetting. Cassia huffed and leaned back looking away from the field but keeping her attention on the commentating. Her eyes wandered around to randomly look at faces.

.....

And needless to say that once her eyes spotted a certain person, her body automatically left her seat and started moving towards Ariana Logan. She might have heard people complaining about her blocking the view as she passed them but she could NOT care less. Did they not see where she was going? Stupid people.

"Ari, HEY!" Call it a coincident but her voice just turns more squeaky and loud when she speaks to the older former snake. Excitement. Bending her knees a bit in order not to block the entire view just like most of it she threw her arms around Ariana's shoulders squishing her in a quick hug. Hugging half standing in the stands was a bit tricky. Toppling over was a huge chance, and who would want that!


Not only Ariana was there. The sixth-year saw another familiar face. A slytherin one! "Peyton, hello!" She called over to the red-head whom she hadn't seen in a long time. How it was nice to see her again. Oh, and she knew Beverly? "You guys know each other?"

"West's dad." She took the time to look away from the pitch and at her best who was dressed as usual. So Dora may have given her the more girly things than Alice was used to wearing. So what? Alice needed that stuff in her wardrobe. Every girl did. "You have to promise to wear the stuff I left you on our Easter break." She did.

Dora did do lots of obnoxious cheering and clapping, but it was nothing compared to the rest of the stands hence her not sitting near them, see? Most of her cheering for the snakes, and a small bit for a few very select Hufflepuffs.

old age?? she wasn't that old was she.. Brant gave a smile.. "oh sorry.. Brant DeVaice" he said while looking around looks like the game was in full swing. He wondered who else he might see around here.

Definitely not the best time to have a unbiased Slytherin as a commentator. It was not looking good for them right now. Ascanius was right, merlin a bludger right to the face. That had to hurt. Especially if you are affected by this old age thing. Brittle bones and all that fun stuff.Nigel just took the mic and let Ascanius be.

He was not zen right now.


"Right of the tremendous broom swing. The quaffle goes right to Holiday who does some nifty passing. Who says nifty anymore. Right, amazing passing to get the ball through the Captain and the one Newell that was not worried about their face. She fakes the shot and passes it for to Bishop, who immediately shoots. It looks like Kinsley has a good read on it. But it goes right through his hand and into the goal. Tough Luck right there"

He took a deep breath.

"Wisteria will not be denied a bludger. Again she is on a mission to get it. She shoves past Adams, Merivel and even her own Captain confident she is going to hit that bludger. But what was that? She MISSED, Would you believe that

Score is now 130-10 Hufflepuff"

Back to Ascanius.