RAVENCLAW VS. HUFFLEPUFF (7/6/11-8/6/11)

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1. Hector is attempting to pass the quaffle to Deimos. Lyra is attempting to intercept the pass.

4 + 6 = 10
Hector's 4 + 4 = 8

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Results: Lyra successfully intercepted the quaffle and now has possession of it.

2. a. Faolan is attempting to hit a bludger at Lyra.

[/color] alertness + dice roll = 3 + 1 = 4
Faolan's strength + dice roll = 4 + 4 = 8
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Results: Lyra is hit by the bludger.

2b. Roll to determine the damage done to Lyra.

[/color] vitality + new dice roll = 3 + 3 = 6
Faolan's strength + same dice roll = 4 + 4 = 8
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Results: Lyra suffers no damage since the damage is no greater than 2, but ends up dropping the quaffle.
Notes:

• Lyra had possession of the quaffle, and dropped it after being hit by a bludger.
  
• Every chaser may post to go after the quaffle.
  
• Hector and Lyra must wait until the next quaffle dice roll before attempting to go after the quaffle.
  
• Faolan may not hit a bludger until the next valid quaffle dice roll.
  
• Beaters can hit a bludger at anyone.
  
• Beaters must post they are going after the bludger for the offensive attack, wait one post, and then do a post of hitting the bludger at a player.
  
• Spectators can post in here as well. Please make sure to put in your notes that you are a spectator.
  
• Don't forget to say in your notes what you are attempting to do.
  

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[☠ KING STEVE]

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1. Raychel and Lucy are searching for the snitch.

alertness + Dice Roll = 4 + 6 = 10
Lucy's Alertness + Dice Roll = 5 + 4 = 9

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Results: Raychel spots the snitch, then loses sight of it, but she gains +1 to her dexterity for the rest of the game.

Notes:

• Raychel's dexterity is now 11.
  
• Hector, and Lyra may not go after the quaffle until the next dice roll.
  
• Faolan must wait until the next dice roll to hit a bludger.
  
• Beaters can hit a bludger at anyone.
  
• Beaters must post they are going after the bludger for the an offensive attack, wait one post, and then do a post of hitting the bludger at a player.
  
• Spectators can post in here as well. Please make sure to put in your notes that you are a spectator.
  
• Don't forget to say in your notes what you are attempting to do.
  
• Raychel must post first before Lucy to say that she saw the snitch, chases after it, then loses sight of it. Then Lucy Weasley posts that she has seen the snitch after Raychel goes after the snitch, and also loses sight of it.

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[RAYCHEL MAE ENTWHISTLE]

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Why was it that when she found the snitch and she was oh so close to catching it, it would disappear on her. The damn thing liked taunting her and she was getting really frustrated with it. Didn’t it know better than to mess with the head girl. She heard Dunstable say something to the Hufflepuff's other beater and it didn’t sound good. From what she heard and saw, she figured out that he had targeted his own teammate. Ooh not good for the beater, but she didn’t care. It was just another opportunity for her chasers to get the quaffle and score. Flying higher, she peered down, hoping that nothing reflected in her eyes. Although the sun wasn’t at its strongest, it was still a damn pain to deal with searching for one small ball. She casually flew around the whole pitch. Was that the snitch near Faolan? For a moment she watched it...yes it was, now she hoped her own beater had the sense not to move to suddenly in case it scared the snitch off again. She shot towards it, feeling lucky. That was three times she had caught sight of the snitch before Lucy, if only she could catch it, why would it allow her to catch it? she asked herself. Did the pesky ball want a team to score first? Damn it, Faolan had hit a bludger and she had to dodge it as it sailed past her towards a Hufflepuff chaser. At least Faolan hadn’t hit it at her purposely, not like Hufflepuff. But she had once again lost sight of it. She sighed as she glanced behind her, well at least Faolan's bludger had been successful in knocking the quaffle out of Lyra's hands. Raychel caught site of the snitch before loosing sight of it and is now looking again LISTEN UP! THIS POST IS FOR QUIDDITCH PLAYERS. IT HAS 291 WORDS. SHE IS CURRENTLY WEARING RAVENCLAW QUIDDITCH ROBES. BY THE WAY, N/A. OH, AND THIS TEMPLATE WAS MADE BY DUCK DUCK'S NOT A GOOSE AT CAUTION 2.0. DON'T STEAL. IT'S DOUCHEY.

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[LUCIAN ILLIUM JAXON]

theres a thunder in our hearts baby

so much hate for the ones we love

TAG: QUIDDITCH PLAYERS WORDS: 306 ONE LAST THING: N/A.

He watched the bludger hit Makenna. Ha, he thought, served the girl right. He was happy, incredibly happy, more so than when he hit Claire. But his happiness was short lived as he watched Lyra fly straight towards him before mouthing off at him to hit Ravenclaws. Well he had hit Claire and hurt her, who had Dunstable injured...nothing. She ought to be congratulating him for trying to keep his team alert. No matter who had hit the bludger had been hit from, it would have still gotten Makenna.

He glanced at her and shrugged, he didn’t discriminate when it came to hitting. He'd hit anyone and anything and that included his captain if she wasn’t careful. They were lucky to have him on the team; where else would they find a beater that was a full werewolf. He had the strength; of course she'd keep him on.
"Yea well she flew in the way of it, not my fault," he shrugged again. How was she supposed to know that he hadn’t aimed for a Ravenclaw? He couldn’t help but give a warning growl at her, if she continued like this he wouldn’t need a bludger to hit her, he'd use his bat instead but them she said they'd discuss this later and with that she flew off again, this time after the quaffle.

Yup his task had worked, Hufflepuff seemed more alert now and so they should be. Now, he thought, should he hit a bludger at his captain just to show her not to piss him off? But even before he could move, someone else had sent a bludger her way. The Ravenclaw beater, a Halfling. A pathetic excuse for half a dog. Well it would teach Lyra a lesson either way as he searched for a bludger, spotting one and chasing after it.

Lucian is chasing after a bludger, feeling proud of himself

tell me that we both matter dont we

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[LUCY SARAH WEASLEY]

Every lost snitch grab only succeeded in despairing the red head now. This wasn't going well. Raychel was gaining the momentum, and the more momentum she had the more likely she was to catch the snitch above Lucy herself. The Huffepuff seeker knew how these things worked. If you couldn't catch the snitch quickly, you had to at least see it. If you didn't see it it was rare that you would have the confidence in yourself that was needed to capture it tightly in your hands and bring victory to your house. That was not cool. She wanted to win here. Actually, she mor ethan wanted to win. She wanted Hufflepuff to start off the year with a bang, for the same reason as she wanted to be the one spotting the snitch so much.

But she lost it. Again, her counterpart saw the snitch a moment before her, and again they each lost sight of it. This was getting ridiculous... one of them had to catch it soon, very preferably Lucy.

***Lucy saw and lost the snitch while Peps is sitting in the air port at 2:45 am!

[☠ KING STEVE]

( s n i t c h . r o l l )

1. Raychel and Lucy are searching for the snitch.

alertness + Dice Roll = 4 + 3 = 7
Lucy's Alertness + Dice Roll = 5 + 1 = 6

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Results: Raychel spots the snitch, then loses sight of it, but she gains +1 to her dexterity for the rest of the game.

Notes:

• Raychel's dexterity is now 12.
  
• Hector, and Lyra may not go after the quaffle until the next dice roll.
  
• Faolan must wait until the next dice roll to hit a bludger.
  
• Beaters can hit a bludger at anyone.
  
• Beaters must post they are going after the bludger for the an offensive attack, wait one post, and then do a post of hitting the bludger at a player.
  
• Spectators can post in here as well. Please make sure to put in your notes that you are a spectator.
  
• Don't forget to say in your notes what you are attempting to do.
  
• Raychel must post first before Lucy to say that she saw the snitch, chases after it, then loses sight of it. Then Lucy Weasley posts that she has seen the snitch after Raychel goes after the snitch, and also loses sight of it.

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[RAYCHEL MAE ENTWHISTLE]

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Oh come on, she thought, this was getting a bit tedious. It was the same routine: find snitch, chase snitch, loose snitch and repeat. Why couldn’t it be: fine snitch, chase snitch, catch snitch. Ugh, it was so damn boring. She took a deep breath and realised it, calming herself down. Her team couldn’t afford for her to throw a tantrum because the snitch wanted to play hard to get, besides tantrums were for children, not her. She turned her broom around and it was there on the other side of the pitch, near Hufflepuff’s goalposts. Well now at least the little bugger was quick to show its face again. She flew past Lucy, not caring if the girl was on her tail, hopefully a bludger would knock the Weasley off her broom. The snitch however disappeared before she could get anywhere near it this time. Gripping her broom hard she wanted to hit something. The beater's bat in Jaycen's hands look like a good thing to hit with, may she should hit Lucy...no that wasn’t like her, she was just getting irritated. "Come on guys, we can beat them," she called out to the other Ravenclaws, hoping the snitch was only waiting for someone to score before being caught. Raychel caught site of the snitch before loosing sight of it and is now looking for what feels like the millionth time LISTEN UP! THIS POST IS FOR QUIDDITCH PLAYERS. IT HAS 210 WORDS. SHE IS CURRENTLY WEARING RAVENCLAW QUIDDITCH ROBES. BY THE WAY, N/A. OH, AND THIS TEMPLATE WAS MADE BY DUCK DUCK'S NOT A GOOSE AT CAUTION 2.0. DON'T STEAL. IT'S DOUCHEY.

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[LUCY SARAH WEASLEY]

Another shot off from Raychel, another chase quickly given by Lucy, another failure by each of them, though the red head suspected it hit her the hardest. Always second place. Always damned second place! She had to get on her game. She had to go, and go fast, and be ever alert, and get that damned snitch before the goody-two-shoes blondie! For being a generally gentle soul, the girl knew that she would be shocked and ashamed of those thoughts later, but in the heat of a match who really paid attention to their thoughts, anyway?

Lucy Weasley was not prone to violence. However, as she lost sight of the snitch again, after Raychel, she had a sudden strong desire to zoom over to Lucian and either grab his beater's bat and whack him over his own damned head with the instrument, ram her broom into his and hopefully knock him off (not too high from the ground, mind you), or just yell verbal abuse at the guy until he took action and sent one of the dangerous balls towards the opposing seeker. Dunstable might be a reasonable target for her fury, as well, she supposed, but the less temperamental beater was not the one who had aimed the bludger at his own teammate. C'mon, who did that? It was basic etiquette 101. Your team wanted to win, ergo you did not lessen your team's chances of success by crippling them!

***Lucy saw and lost the snitch while Peps is sitting in the air port at 2:45 am!

[LYRA KARA THORNTON]

as lyra felt the quaffle in her hands she allowed herself a grin of triumph, all ready to turn and shoot off toward the goal. and yet before she could even turn a bludger headed her way, knocking into her shoulder and causing the ball to fall from her hands. she cursed and rubbed her shoulder, which was lucky just a bit bruised..but damn what was up with her today? what was up with the whole team!? lucian hitting a bludger at makenna.. damn she was still pissed as hell about that.. and what with the quaffle dropped left right and center. lyra sighed and winced as she rubbed her shoulder, glancing for their seeker to see if lucy was having any luck, and then back to lucian to ensure he wasn't going to do anything else stupid.

( lyra thornton is pissed off about dropping the quaffle, and trying to keep an eye on lucian )

[☠ KING STEVE]

( s n i t c h . r o l l )

1. Raychel and Lucy are searching for the snitch.

alertness + Dice Roll = 4 + 1 = 5
Lucy's Alertness + Dice Roll = 5 + 1 = 6

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Results: Lucy spots the snitch and gains +1 dexterity for the rest of the game.

Notes:

• Raychel's dexterity is at 12.
  
• Lucy's dexterity is at 9.
  
• This is the second to last snitch roll, meaning that Seekers are now actually going after the snitch. Who will catch it?
  

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[LUCY SARAH WEASLEY]

Though she would never admit it to anyone but herself, and even to herself it was iffy, Lucy was beginning to lose her hope that Hufflepuff could pull out a win. She knew, and had referred to before, that momentum basically decided the outcome of a game. That momentum was very clearly in Raychel's field, and if Lucy couldn't get her act together and catch up, the entire game would fall apart on her end. And, seeing as neither team were scoring at the moment, her end would be Ravenclaw's end, and that just sucked.

Wait. Her eyes stopped their pattern of scanning, zeroing in on a little speck of golden hovering around a yellow flag above the stands. That's it![/] Like a rocket she was off, heading straight towards the snitch. She'd learned her lesson last time; no looking around to see what her opponent was doing. What Raychel did was of no concern to her. Her only concern was catching the damned ball!

***Lucy is chasing after the 'damned ball' and is going to catch it no matter what JD says!

[RAYCHEL MAE ENTWHISTLE]

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Raychel, although frustrated and irritated, was feeling quite pleased with herself. She had caught sight of the snitch time and time again but she knew luck didn’t last long. And it just had to be at this moment that her luck of finding the snitch before Lucy had run out. Why oh why did the snitch not want to be caught by her. It wasn’t like she would handle it as rough as what some would and it wasn’t like she wasn’t a good seeker. Back to looking around, she sighed in her mind. Her eyes watered as something bright shone in them, a reflection off something in the stands. She blinked, wiping her eyes just before seeing Lucy shoot off. Oh no she doesn’t, she thought as Raychel turned her broom and sped off after Lucy. The girl was good, she'd give her that, but she wasn’t family, at least she saw that as an advantage. Lucy wouldn’t know exactly how well she flew. She urged her icebolt to go faster. She was so close to Lucy that she could reach out and touch the end of her broom. She spotted the snitch then and it was on. Raychel is chasing the snitch LISTEN UP! THIS POST IS FOR QUIDDITCH PLAYERS. IT HAS 199 WORDS. SHE IS CURRENTLY WEARING RAVENCLAW QUIDDITCH ROBES. BY THE WAY, LUCY'S GOING DOWN. OH, AND THIS TEMPLATE WAS MADE BY DUCK DUCK'S NOT A GOOSE AT CAUTION 2.0. DON'T STEAL. IT'S DOUCHEY.

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[☠ KING STEVE]

( s n i t c h . r o l l )

1. Raychel and Lucy are chasing the ever-disappearing snitch.

dexterity + Dice Roll = 12 + 2 = 14
Lucy's dexterity + Dice Roll = 9 + 1 = 10

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Results: Raychel has seen caught the snitch, and RAVENCLAW[/size] wins the match collecting 150 points for Ravenclaw.

Notes:

• -booming voice- this is the final dice roll.
  
• Raychel's dexterity is at 12.
  
• Lucy's dexterity is at 9.
  
• Raychel must post saying that she caught the snitch first before anyone else can post.
  
• Everyone on the Ravenclaw Quidditch team gets an extra stat point to be added for their next game. PM Kassy or Steve to know which spot you want your point added to.
  
• the thread will stay open until the end of November so you can post your character's reactions to the game.
  

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[RAYCHEL MAE ENTWHISTLE]

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Come on, she urged her broom, slowly sliding up alongside Lucy. She looked at the Hufflepuff and smiled. This was it, she thought. She could feel the entire game weighing on this moment. Neither team had scored and so it was up to the two of them. She turned her attention back to the snitch, hovering near the flag. She could do this, she wasn’t going to be the one to let Ravenclaw down, she HAD to catch it. With her new found determination, she urged her broom to go faster, flying past Lucy and closer towards the snitch. She reached out her hand; it was still too far away. So she leaned over and nearly fell off her broom as her hand clasped around the golden ball. Righting herself on her broom, she took a deep breath and looked at the snitch in her hands. She done it, she had won the game for her team. Smiling she glanced back at Lucy, sent an apologetic look before raising her arm, showing everyone she had caught the snitch. She didn’t bother with a victory lap; all she wanted to do was have her feet on the ground and party with her team. Yes she'd allow her house to party until morning if they wanted to. Angling her broom towards the ground, she dived pulling up only a few inches from the ground, in which she dismounted her broom, excitement ran through her veins as she once more thrusted her fist into the air, holding the snitch. Raychel caught the snitch and is now on the ground waiting for the rest of her team LISTEN UP! THIS POST IS FOR QUIDDITCH PLAYERS. IT HAS 256 WORDS. SHE IS CURRENTLY WEARING RAVENCLAW QUIDDITCH ROBES. BY THE WAY, N/A. OH, AND THIS TEMPLATE WAS MADE BY DUCK DUCK'S NOT A GOOSE AT CAUTION 2.0. DON'T STEAL. IT'S DOUCHEY.

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[SEIZEL AURA CAPPER]

Seizel was waiting for that one moment when time slowed down and everything was awesome at that perfect moment in time. Everything was just intense right now, he was watching the seekers more than the other player's not really caring about Lucian anymore, since he could deal with him in other ways. Deciding to target him for a few days now with his usual manipulative techniques and sending fifth year Ravenclaw's dive bombing at the student without any regards for his house mates. No, Seizel wouldn't use his own house mates for that, he'd pick some random first years around the Gryffindor area to pick on that big bad hufflepuff. First years were the most adorable and it was even more awesome when he could convince Slytherin's to do it too, but he kept his identity quite the secret around the school. Anyone getting on his bad side was sure to end up in the hospital wing through mysterious means.

One of the other reasons people really didn't mess with him, but he shrugged it aside as it wasn't really important. What was important were the details that his team had finally won and was pleased at the results too. Ravenclaw had actually done it, but he soon watched Raychel getting right after that snitch, even though he saw that Lucy had spotted it first. Hell, this was almost over and he could already see the outcome in their future. What was he worried about, Raychel was the best damn seeker they had, and in all of quidditch he had yet to see another besides the others had their own talents too. Lucky for Seizel, this wasn't the only reason his team was successful, Hector, Faolan, Claire, Deimos, and of course Jaycen all needed to be praised for their efforts today, maybe he'd take them all to Hogsmeade on a meal that was his treat. Nah, that would be too generous and they'd expect something like that. Of course it wasn't really a big victory over the other two teams still remaining to be defeated, Seizel was going to have to make sure his team practiced harder. Chuckling a little bit, he soon flew down to the champion of this match, Raychel.

Sure, he had tried to play his part, but it's hard to when you never get the quaffle, not that it's a bad thing, but he ended up having to shout out plays to people. Encouraging others to keep moving when they were being incredibly lazy. The only one he was going to have a chat with was Claire, since she was lolly-gagging most of the time she was there, but celebrating usually made one forget that as he ran towards Raychel after she had caught the snitch then patted her on the back. "I told you practice makes perfect, and I'm glad you showed up at every practice I've had at least," he said, beaming for a change, which was like a hell freezing over moment in itself right there too. The only genuine smile he had given Raychel in a while. Patting her, he walked off, and then shook his head slightly giving a thumbs up to the rest of his team as well.

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[JAYCEN NATHANIEL TATE]

So this strategy didn’t seem to have worked out so well. It had been a good plan in theory… one beater attacking the hell out of the other team while the other stuck around to defend their team. The Ravenclaw beaters would, in theory, have all of their bases covered. It clearly hadn’t worked out well. Jayce had left a few good opportunities to take out members of the opposing team in the dust, entrusting that Faolan would take care of that. But Faol must have been very distracted this game, because barely a bludger was sent towards the other team that was not directed by someone on that team. What Lucian had been thinking was beyond Jaycen, but he was thinking about taking an extendable ear out of his trunk (though it was not something a head boy should necessarily be doing) to listen in on what was sure to be a very entertaining conversation in the Hufflepuff locker room after the game.

Jayce’s game hadn’t been any better than Faol’s. At least the other kid had gotten a hit on his job. Jaycen had noticed all bludgers heading towards his teammates a moment too late, and the one he did manage to notice wasn’t defended against, anyways. He’d failed, there, and though he’d heard Raychel’s ‘thank you’ he was almost certain she’d meant it sarcastically. Their track record said so. He hadn’t done anything to protect her from that bludger, and he wasn’t really certain why that seemed to bug him so much…

Of course he was watching for bludgers. His eyes scanned around the field at the moving balls and the beaters that pursued them. A few whizzed by near him, but he didn’t pursue them because of his deal with Faol. Next match he’d have to take more of an offensive standing, or at least a dual approach. Do whatever’s convenient, whether it was defending or attacking. The point was that the arrangement the Ravenclaw beaters had had for this game just wasn’t going to work out, apparently.

He heard a murmur run through the crowd, and could practically feel hundreds of eyes leave the main action on the pitch to zoom in on the two seekers. This had happened a few times before, there had been many false snitch alarms so far in the game, but as usual Jayce directed his eyes to the center of the action, easily differentiating between the red-headed Weasley and his blonde head student counterpart even without the color of their robes. His hands tightened on his broom in anticipation. No pressure to either seeker, but the entire game clearly depended on their actions. C’mon, Raych…

And she did it. Jaycen’s joyous shout joined those of all other Ravenclaws above the groans of the Hufflepuffs as her hand tightened around the golden ball that alone secured Ravenclaw’s victory. He watched her head down to the ground, and followed shortly behind, grinning ear to ear. As soon as he hit the ground he dismounted his broom, abandoning his beater’s bat at about the same time as he ran over to Raychel. Without really thinking, he ducked down slightly so that his arms were wrapped more around her waist than chest (so that he could lift her, which was rather easy considering he was a beater and she was rather light) in a tight hug, and spun her around once. “You did it!”

-W00T RAVENCLAW

[RAYCHEL MAE ENTWHISTLE]

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She looked up watching Seizel land before running over to her and congratulating her. She nodded, of course practice makes perfect and she never missed a training session, even if she had to give her patrol duties to the other prefects. Although she knew she'd never peruse quidditch as a career after Hogwarts, the excitement and joy of winning was always good to experience and to experience it was a team who helped contribute to the win was all the more better. She caught the smile from Seizel, it was rare for him to smile but she put it done to the win and that he was feeling rather good about himself. "Thanks captain, you know i won't miss practice unless I’m deathly sick," she replied before watching him walk off and give the thumbs up to the rest of the team. He could have at least given a better gesture then thumbs up, but this was Seizel after all. She heard someone run up behind her and so she turned only to be swept up into the air and spun around. She steadied herself by placing hands on their shoulders before throwing her head back. "We won," she shouted before giggling and then she heard his voice. She blinked and looked down. Jaycen was...hugging her. Um well now this was slightly awkward, but she went with it, figuring that this was just because if their victory. "We did it," she said, shaking her head, correcting him. Sure she was the most important player, but without the rest of the team she wouldn’t be as good and without Jaycen alerting her to the bludger she was sure she would have been hit with it. LISTEN UP! THIS POST IS FOR QUIDDITCH PLAYERS. IT HAS 284 WORDS. SHE IS CURRENTLY WEARING RAVENCLAW QUIDDITCH ROBES. BY THE WAY, N/A. OH, AND THIS TEMPLATE WAS MADE BY DUCK DUCK'S NOT A GOOSE AT CAUTION 2.0. DON'T STEAL. IT'S DOUCHEY.

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[JAYCEN NATHANIEL TATE]

Hearing her voice stunned Jayce out of his delight and brought him back into the reality of the crowd still cheering, their teammates coming down to the ground to celebrate, Hufflepuffs looking dejected and disappointed as they headed to their locker room, and his long-time enemy, Raychel Entwhistle, clutched firmly and very warmly in his arms. What. The. Hell. His mind had been doing this to him all the time, lately. Since they’d ran into each other in the Prefect’s bathroom it had wandered every which way, making random thoughts of what she might be doing, what she might think of something he did or said or saw, and things that shouldn’t concern her whatsoever always somehow managed to lead back to her in his trains of thought. Perhaps he was going insane? That would explain this, because never before in his life, in any quidditch match or un-quidditch-related event, had he dreamed of the madness that was hugging this girl.

Trying not to seem too ‘Oh my god, what the fuck am I doing?’ he gently lowered her to the ground, the grin on his face having slipped completely away when he’d realized what sort of positioning they were in. If he dropped her in shock outright and she ended up injuring herself a minute after securing a Ravenclaw victory, he figured he might have an angry Ravenclaw Quidditch Captain and a few, or tens of, angry Ravenclaw fans coming after his blood. He should be thankful he had the presence of mind to be careful of her. Once he thought her feet were placed firmly on the ground, he pulled his arms away from her, letting them fall to his sides where they hung rather awkwardly.

“Well, we all did the game, but you’re the one that won it,” he offered with a slight forced smile, ignoring the memory of what he’d done a few seconds earlier as though it hadn’t happened. “The chasers were evenly matched, Seizel had the goal posts covered without really needing to do so that much, and the beaters- er, Faol and I were pretty much useless.” No point in sugar-coating that fact, in his opinion. At least they, or Jayce since he was the one defending, hadn’t let anyone on their team get too injured in the game by a bludger. He’d feel terrible if he had. “You were like lightning up there. I doubt Lucy realized what was happening before it was too late.” Okay, so the snitch grab hadn’t happened quite that fast, but there was no harm in a bit of flattery, right? …Wait, why was he flattering her?

-W00T RAVENCLAW

[LILY MAKENNA MARTELL]

By the time she had managed to get her breath back, Lyra had already lost the Quaffle. However, despite the loss, Makenna didn't blame her. She blamed Jaxon, completely and wholly. She hated him with every fibre of her being. It wasn't so much that she could have come to be seriously injured from the hit since as a former beater, Makenna never really had to take hits, just hit them at people, but the Hufflepuff was more annoyed at the fact that Jaxon dared take the time out of a game to hit her. Nobody ever hit her. It was completely and totally unacceptable. She would not stand for this. He was going to die.

But before she could put any actions to her homicidal thoughts, she saw Entwhistle catch the snitch. Seeing this, she scowled, feeling resentment well up in her, growing and festering nastily like mould. Now, Makenna had never been a graceful, sportsman-like loser. In fact, she had to be one of the sorest loser of all times. If there was one thing she could not take besides Gryffindors, it was losing. She fumed, so much so that she could have sworn that there was smoke coming out of her ears. Thankfully, she knew where to put all this angry energy to use: Jaxon's bloody head. Now she place the entirety of the game's failure on Jaxon's shoulders. In her opinion, it was all his fault.

With the blind anger running through her veins, Makenna zoomed towards Jaxon on her broom. She had every intention for making him pay, pay for hitting her, pay for failing to hit Entwhistle earlier in the game, pay for losing the game. As soon as she got close enough, she sharply swung her broom, aiming for the unrelenting bristles to hit and harshly scrape at his face. She tossed her now-loosely tied hair away from her storming blue eyes, glaring viciously at Jaxon.

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[RAYCHEL MAE ENTWHISTLE]

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Why did she feel safe in his arms, secure even? It wasn’t like her to be thinking such things. It was all because of the win, she kept telling herself. She caught sight of a Hufflepuff chaser heading towards the reckless Hufflepuff beater and although she knew she ought to stop it Makenna from earning herself a detention for attack another after the game, she honestly didn’t care at the moment. Let the girl take her frustrations out on the guy that hit her, it deserved him right, she thought. It felt like forever that she was being held up but eventually he lowered her and her feet touched solid ground. She removed her hands from his shoulders the same time that he moved his away from her and she instantly missed the warmth that had spread under her fingers. He still insisted that she had won the game for them, but all she could see was that it was a team effort. She didn’t bother correcting him, what was the point. And then he went more in depth. What did he mean that he was useless, this time she shook her head. No, he had not been useless. Ok sure he had missed the bludger that had hit Claire, but that was one little thing. "If it weren’t for you, I would have been hit," she replied. Lightning fast, her? No she wasn’t that fast was she. Lucy had been ahead of her in the chase; she was just lucky enough that her broom complied with her and went faster. She smiled though, accepting the compliment without having to tell him otherwise. LISTEN UP! THIS POST IS FOR QUIDDITCH PLAYERS. IT HAS 273 WORDS. BY THE WAY, N/A. OH, AND THIS TEMPLATE WAS MADE BY DUCK DUCK'S NOT A GOOSE AT CAUTION 2.0. DON'T STEAL. IT'S DOUCHEY.

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