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When not in use, the pitch is open to students and staff alike. Here is the place to practice your Quidditch skills before attending team tryouts or to simply take a joy ride. No Quidditch equipment is available for use. Anyone who wishes to use any Quidditch equipment must get permission from Professor Tanner before borrowing it from the broomshed. Failure to abide by this simple and practical safety rule will result in loss of House points. Those who repeatedly break this rule will receive detention and/or lose privileges to be on the practice pitch.
Once the Quidditch season officially begins, or if it begins, team Captains can contact Professor Tanner to reserve the field for practices and non-team members can watch practices occur. When practices aren't in session, the pitch is open for all students and staff.
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As suspected, the Headmistress did not appear to be the 'exit through the window' type of person. No matter. Leaving the window open, Tiara said, "Then after you, Headmistress." The woman probably liked to be the one leading the procession rather than following, after all. "Nox," she said whilst pointing her wand at the lights.
Of course Anastasia liked to lead the way. She stepped outside the office and after a few steps, down into the pitch. The grass still seemed to be a bit moist from the morning fog. It was starting to get into that season where they would be seeing frost. Such a shame, after the cold of all last year...
But anyway, onto what she was discussing with Tanner. "So, flying. We simply can't have it, can't have you teaching it, can't even USE that word without fear of the person who made that threat hearing about it." She nodded and waited for Tanner to catch up on their walk across the pitch. There was a broomshed at the other end here, yes?
"My idea for you is... why not teach about transportation in general? There are many things our students don't know about brooms, broom care and service, broom models... floo powder, apparition, magic carpets... that Ministry symposium on carpets has inspired me, you could say!" What DID Tanner have to say about that? Bunz peeked at her somewhat hopefully.
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Of course Anastasia liked to lead the way. She stepped outside the office and after a few steps, down into the pitch. The grass still seemed to be a bit moist from the morning fog. It was starting to get into that season where they would be seeing frost. Such a shame, after the cold of all last year...
But anyway, onto what she was discussing with Tanner. "So, flying. We simply can't have it, can't have you teaching it, can't even USE that word without fear of the person who made that threat hearing about it." She nodded and waited for Tanner to catch up on their walk across the pitch. There was a broomshed at the other end here, yes?
"My idea for you is... why not teach about transportation in general? There are many things our students don't know about brooms, broom care and service, broom models... floo powder, apparition, magic carpets... that Ministry symposium on carpets has inspired me, you could say!" What DID Tanner have to say about that? Bunz peeked at her somewhat hopefully.
Tiara followed Anastasia hopefully. Maybe if she could just say the right thing, she'd be able to persuade the Headmistress..? The fresh air and dew-laden grass on the pitch raised her spirits somewhat. She would give it her best for the athletes and let the chips fall where they may.
Or not.
Tiara stopped walking out of shock. "Can't even use the word? Surely that's a bit harsh, don't you think?" The lame attempt at a joke was born out of her frozen mind. Not only was Anastasia dead set against bringing back the most popular form of Wizarding recreation, she was absolutely unwilling to discuss it! Plus she wanted her to teach about things many students either learned at home or from their friends, topics there was zero curriculum about, no less. That was not what she had in mind at all for this year at Hogwarts.
She cleared her throat and attempted to compose her thoughts, though it did little good. "You seem to be forgetting my background, Headmistress. I know little of Wizarding transportation outside of the care and service of broomsticks. I am a Muggleborn, after all. I simply cannot see how I would be qualified to teach on such matters." Not that too many students would even be interested in said classes. "And from a logistics standpoint, I'm not sure how you expect to just add in classes to students' schedules weeks into the term."
She gritted her teeth. She had to at least try to bring her around. "What if we focused more on the fitness and recreational side of flying? My understanding was that the threat came from someone who was upset that sports were replacing academics. What is flying was just one component of a curriculum that emphasized physical and mental well being?" Like physical education classes she'd had in her Muggle education.
Though the air is calm, the birds are singing, the grass is pleasantly wet, and the air has the crisp sense of impending autumn, all is not necessarily well. A low rumble can be heard over the birdsong. Slight tremors can be felt in the earth. Sharp crackling noises add to the rumbling and can be heard coming from... Are they coming from underground?!
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Clearly she had said the wrong things. Anastasia was so mad that the ground was literally quaking underneath her. Or was it? "Do you.. feel that?" she asked, casting her gaze down at the ground. "It almost sounds like.. muggle machinery moving in." But no, that couldn't be it. Electric machines wouldn't even work around Hogwarts, or at least that was her understanding. Tiara looked to the Headmistress to see if she was concerned or interested enough to postpone their conversation, if only momentarily.
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Tiara followed Anastasia hopefully. Maybe if she could just say the right thing, she'd be able to persuade the Headmistress..? The fresh air and dew-laden grass on the pitch raised her spirits somewhat. She would give it her best for the athletes and let the chips fall where they may.
Or not.
Tiara stopped walking out of shock. "Can't even use the word? Surely that's a bit harsh, don't you think?" The lame attempt at a joke was born out of her frozen mind. Not only was Anastasia dead set against bringing back the most popular form of Wizarding recreation, she was absolutely unwilling to discuss it! Plus she wanted her to teach about things many students either learned at home or from their friends, topics there was zero curriculum about, no less. That was not what she had in mind at all for this year at Hogwarts.
She cleared her throat and attempted to compose her thoughts, though it did little good. "You seem to be forgetting my background, Headmistress. I know little of Wizarding transportation outside of the care and service of broomsticks. I am a Muggleborn, after all. I simply cannot see how I would be qualified to teach on such matters." Not that too many students would even be interested in said classes. "And from a logistics standpoint, I'm not sure how you expect to just add in classes to students' schedules weeks into the term."
She gritted her teeth. She had to at least try to bring her around. "What if we focused more on the fitness and recreational side of flying? My understanding was that the threat came from someone who was upset that sports were replacing academics. What is flying was just one component of a curriculum that emphasized physical and mental well being?" Like physical education classes she'd had in her Muggle education in America.
"A bit harsh?!" Anastasia repeated, looking at Tiara with QUITE the shocked expression. "I don't think it's harsh ENOUGH. We don't know who that threat came from! We don't know what they're capable of, or WHY they are so motivated to threaten us!"
But of course Tiara just couldn't get on the same page as the Headmistress. She had an excuse at every turn for why she couldn't just teach broom and transportation basics. What about it was so hard? It was a little compromise, yes, but at least it would mean keeping her job at Hogwarts.
"It would just fit in where students usually spend their time on the--- on here, you know," she pointed down at the ground. Speaking of, she looked around the pitch with wider eyes. "Shh! Quit saying the f---"
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Though the air is calm, the birds are singing, the grass is pleasantly wet, and the air has the crisp sense of impending autumn, all is not necessarily well. A low rumble can be heard over the birdsong. Slight tremors can be felt in the earth. Sharp crackling noises add to the rumbling and can be heard coming from... Are they coming from underground?!
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Originally Posted by hpluvr037
Clearly she had said the wrong things. Anastasia was so mad that the ground was literally quaking underneath her. Or was it? "Do you.. feel that?" she asked, casting her gaze down at the ground. "It almost sounds like.. muggle machinery moving in." But no, that couldn't be it. Electric machines wouldn't even work around Hogwarts, or at least that was her understanding. Tiara looked to the Headmistress to see if she was concerned or interested enough to postpone their conversation, if only momentarily.
"---whoaaaaaaa," Annie changed the word about to come out of her mouth. She grabbed Tiara's arm. "Yes, I felt that! What WAS it?!!!" It almost felt like a landslide, or an an earthquake, which she had only experienced twice before...
She looked around for the nearest exit up into the stands. "I think we should probably get out of here." The fine little hairs on the back of her neck were definitely standing on end now.
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"A bit harsh?!" Anastasia repeated, looking at Tiara with QUITE the shocked expression. "I don't think it's harsh ENOUGH. We don't know who that threat came from! We don't know what they're capable of, or WHY they are so motivated to threaten us!"
But of course Tiara just couldn't get on the same page as the Headmistress. She had an excuse at every turn for why she couldn't just teach broom and transportation basics. What about it was so hard? It was a little compromise, yes, but at least it would mean keeping her job at Hogwarts.
"It would just fit in where students usually spend their time on the--- on here, you know," she pointed down at the ground. Speaking of, she looked around the pitch with wider eyes. "Shh! Quit saying the f---"
"---whoaaaaaaa," Annie changed the word about to come out of her mouth. She grabbed Tiara's arm. "Yes, I felt that! What WAS it?!!!" It almost felt like a landslide, or an an earthquake, which she had only experienced twice before...
She looked around for the nearest exit up into the stands. "I think we should probably get out of here." The fine little hairs on the back of her neck were definitely standing on end now.
Despite Anastasia's shock, Tiara was convinced that it was too extreme to ban the use of the word 'flying' or 'Quidditch' from any conversation at Hogwarts. And she didn't need to repeat the facts of the threat, either. Tiara was well aware of the circumstances. Nor did she appreciate being shushed by her Headmistress. The broom-polishing teacher opened her mouth to retort, but it appeared her conversation partner was just as concerned as she was.
"I'm with you!" she said hastily, taking off. She didn't look behind her to see if her boss was following suit. "Under here!" she cried, heading for the passage under the stands to her office. It was the sturdiest place she could see. And hadn't all those earthquake drills growing up prepared her for this very event? She flung her hands over her head just in case.
The rumblings grew ever louder and the shaking grew ever worse. Cracks continued to be heard, but now they began to appear on the ground as well. Then it stopped quite suddenly and all was still for several seconds. Until...
SQUEEEEEELLLLLLCHHHH.
A massive sinkhole opened up in the earth. Its middle was directly over the central circle of the Quidditch Pitch. The hole kept falling in on itself, its edges rapidly approaching the stands and goal posts. CRASH! Sure enough, the far set of golden hoops fell victim to the abyss just before the dust settled.
Hopefully no one was on the Pitch at the time or they would have been swallowed up into the earth.
Zoe really wished she could go get her broom and fly around the pitch hitting bludgers with her bat. Something to take her mind off her studies and even think she's playing quidditch again. Sighing she sat down on the pitch in the grass and tugged on some grass. She was lost in thought when the ground seemed to be moving under her and making funny sounds. She saw the hole open up and shrieked before starting to scramble to the sides towards the stands a scream sounding from her as she got up and ran as fast as she could from the hole. Stumbling her way, as the ground opened up seeming to chase her as it approached the sides of the pitch.
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The rumblings grew ever louder and the shaking grew ever worse. Cracks continued to be heard, but now they began to appear on the ground as well. Then it stopped quite suddenly and all was still for several seconds. Until...
SQUEEEEEELLLLLLCHHHH.
A massive sinkhole opened up in the earth. Its middle was directly over the central circle of the Quidditch Pitch. The hole kept falling in on itself, its edges rapidly approaching the stands and goal posts. CRASH! Sure enough, the far set of golden hoops fell victim to the abyss just before the dust settled.
Hopefully no one was on the Pitch at the time or they would have been swallowed up into the earth.
A solid lead cannonball lodged itself somewhere in the vicinity of Tiara Tanner's stomach. Her voice was gone and her limbs felt numb. Her brain was in a fog, as though events were unfolding at ten times the normal speed and she was incapable of processing quickly enough.
Her eyes darted back and forth between the gaping hole where her Pitch used to be and the ruined tops of goal hoops sticking out just barely. The stands appeared alright for the moment, but surely their structural integrity would be compromised. And still she stared. At the hole, the hoops, and then the Headmistress.
"What--" she croaked out, "just happened." That was all she could manage other than standing and looking at her boss as if someone had just stolen her puppy.
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Oh no, they were getting out of there. They were getting the HECK OUTTA THERE before anything BAD happened. Look at these stands; so rickety. They would probably crumble to dust if all the signs pointing to an earthquake were correct.
"Wait...Tiara....!" Anastasia click-clacked after the flying professor toward some weird hidden passage she had under the stands. She paused just before following her in and gave it a doubtful look. "Are you sure this is sa----"
BOOOOOOOOOM SQUELLLLLLLLLLCH BAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMM. ALL THE THINGS WERE COLLAPSING. And Anastasia's heel was stuck into the grass.
One look over her shoulder, however, and the redhead was fully convinced that Tiara's passageway AWAY from the stands was the best path for them both. She let out a small squeal and abandoned her shoe, diving after her and taking cover in the passage. "We have to get out of here!" she shook the flying professor's arm. "The pitch is collapsing into a giant sinkhole!"
Hopefully no one had come running to the source of the rumbling and fallen in...
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Oh no, they were getting out of there. They were getting the HECK OUTTA THERE before anything BAD happened. Look at these stands; so rickety. They would probably crumble to dust if all the signs pointing to an earthquake were correct.
"Wait...Tiara....!" Anastasia click-clacked after the flying professor toward some weird hidden passage she had under the stands. She paused just before following her in and gave it a doubtful look. "Are you sure this is sa----"
BOOOOOOOOOM SQUELLLLLLLLLLCH BAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMM. ALL THE THINGS WERE COLLAPSING. And Anastasia's heel was stuck into the grass.
One look over her shoulder, however, and the redhead was fully convinced that Tiara's passageway AWAY from the stands was the best path for them both. She let out a small squeal and abandoned her shoe, diving after her and taking cover in the passage. "We have to get out of here!" she shook the flying professor's arm. "The pitch is collapsing into a giant sinkhole!"
Hopefully no one had come running to the source of the rumbling and fallen in...
Wait? Yeah, there was NO way she was waiting. And as far as safe, no. She wasn't sure it was safe. Which was precisely why they were leaving. Since when did Scotland have giant sinkholes?!
"Protego!" she shouted, creating a shield around them. If those stands were about to fall, she didn't want them to be the next victims. She hurried along the passage, beginning to choke on the dust being kicked into the air. "Hur-- ry!" she coughed to her boss. No one was getting crushed on her watch.
They were almost to the end of the passage and out of the stadium. But what if they couldn't get away fast enough? What if the ground kept collapsing even further? "Accio brooms!" she yelped, throwing a look behind her for Anastasia. "Grab it! Just in case!" Hopefully the woman would get her meaning. She jumped on when it zoomed from her nearby office. Time get away.
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Good move with the shield, Bunz thought, though she hardly had time to say much else because she was RUNNING FOR HER LIFE. And BAREFOOT. BAREFOOT RUNNING FOR HER LIFE. She couldn't even stop to think about the AMOUNT of GERMS and POTENTIALLY DIRTY THINGS that could have been building up on the bottom of her feet right now. UGGGGGGGGGGGGGH UGGGGGGGGGGH. THIS WAS THE WORST.
"I'm coming!" the redhead choked out, hot on Tiara's heels as it SOUNDED like the stands were starting to collapse above them. Suddenly, something came zooming at her head and she ducked for cover. But it was pausing, beside her, and she identified it as, "A BROOM? REALLY?" Bunz grabbed it just in case and took off down the rest of the passage.
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Though the growth of the sinkhole began to slow down, it didn't stop before it reached the stands. The second set of goal hoops had long ago succumbed to the collapse, and now the stands themselves began to tremble.
Shake, shake, creak, creeeak, snaaaap SNAP!
The first section of bleachers came down and disappeared into the black hole. Like a set of dominoes, the rest of the stands began to fall, section by section. In less than a minute the stadium ceased to exist, having given way to the sinkhole that by now had reached its final size.
She scrambled to safety as the whole pitch was sucked into the hole, fear in her eyes as she sat there shaking. How had she escaped that? She'd seen the professor and headmistress across the pitch in the stands but hadn't seen if they had gotten to safety as she was busy trying to get away as fast as she could. A sob escaped as the remainder of the stands fell into the hole where the professor and headmistress had been. Merlin she hoped they'd escaped!
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She scrambled to safety as the whole pitch was sucked into the hole, fear in her eyes as she sat there shaking. How had she escaped that? She'd seen the professor and headmistress across the pitch in the stands but hadn't seen if they had gotten to safety as she was busy trying to get away as fast as she could. A sob escaped as the remainder of the stands fell into the hole where the professor and headmistress had been. Merlin she hoped they'd escaped!
Sophia had heard the commotion of the pitch being swallowed up by the sink hole and had gotten as close as she could to investigate. She figured that maybe the ice had weakened the infrastructure at first but nope...it was definitely a sink hole.
When she had gotten close enough, but was still at a safe distance she spotted a student.
"Miss Tillstorm? What on earth were you doing on the pitch?" he frowned at the student as her hands went to her hips.
"Are you hurt?"
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Sophia had heard the commotion of the pitch being swallowed up by the sink hole and had gotten as close as she could to investigate. She figured that maybe the ice had weakened the infrastructure at first but nope...it was definitely a sink hole.
When she had gotten close enough, but was still at a safe distance she spotted a student.
"Miss Tillstorm? What on earth were you doing on the pitch?" he frowned at the student as her hands went to her hips.
"Are you hurt?"
She looked up as someone else appeared "I....I was just thinking about quidditch and how I miss it." she said her eyes wide. She then pointed towards the stands "Professor Tanner and the headmistress, they were over there in the stands." she said in barely a whisper. Worry shown through her voice and on her face. She shook her head at the question though. "I...I'm okay. I don't think the professor and headmistress are though!"
Please be okay...please be okay! She was afraid they'd dropped into the hole!
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She looked up as someone else appeared "I....I was just thinking about quidditch and how I miss it." she said her eyes wide. She then pointed towards the stands "Professor Tanner and the headmistress, they were over there in the stands." she said in barely a whisper. Worry shown through her voice and on her face. She shook her head at the question though. "I...I'm okay. I don't think the professor and headmistress are though!"
Please be okay...please be okay! She was afraid they'd dropped into the hole!
Eh...well.
"I think you should go see the healer just in case you're hurt but haven't realized it yet." Adrenaline was a heck of a thing.
"And don't you worry about the headmistress and professor Tanner. They are grown witches. I'm sure they know how to get away from a sink hole." She said dismissing the girl's worry.
"Now follow me."
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"I think you should go see the healer just in case you're hurt but haven't realized it yet." Adrenaline was a heck of a thing.
"And don't you worry about the headmistress and professor Tanner. They are grown witches. I'm sure they know how to get away from a sink hole." She said dismissing the girl's worry.
"Now follow me."
Oh no the healer! "I....yes professor." she managed to squeak. She had somehow in the last 6 terms not ended up in the hospital wing, though it was a close call when she'd been injured in that game, but auntie had come looking for her.
How could she be dismissive? Saying they'd get away? What if they'd hit their heads? She'd mention it to the healer just in case.... She moved to stand up though and though shakily she did follow the professor, looking back towards the gaping hole for just a moment.
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