GRYFFINDOR VS. SLYTHERIN (5/14/11-6/11/11)

[justin]

Perfect! Roxanne had caught the qauffle Justin didn't even have to help. Justin was happy they were turning the match around which seemed like a very close game. It seemed luck was on their favor as they had the ball once again. Justin flew off with Roxanne keeping his eye on her to make sure he could help out again.

As he flew he saw her tell him to score again which put a giant smile on his face. When the ball was tossed in his direction he pushed his broom forward and stretched out his hand to grab the giant red ball. He needed to get this ball and score again so they team could gain a bigger lead. His mind was a flutter of thoughts thinking about how he would be making his team really happy.



Justin is trying to catch the qauffle from Roxanne

[SCORPIUS HYPERION MALFOY]

Damn it, he cursed silently as he watched the quaffle sail towards the goals and a moment later through the ring. Gryffindor was ahead of them, it was only ten points but it was enough to make Scorpius want to hex the whole gryffindor team. If slytherin lost this match, Albus was most likely going to hand their arses to them. He didn't particularly want that conversation...ever.

The blonde slytherin heard his named called. Looking over at Zmeyette he noticed she had the quaffle...well did have. She had thrown it his way and so he pushed his broom towards the oncoming quaffle only to have Roxanne snatch it. Damn it, he cursed yet again, screw hexing the gryffindor team, he wanted to beat them with a beater's bat. It was time for slytherin to play dirty.

Heading Roxanne call out to one of her other chasers, he targeted him, flying up close to Justin.
"Not this time pretty boy," he hissed at the gryffindor before elbowing him as he moved towards the quaffle, hoping it would have distracted the boy or even winded him long enough for Scorp to secure the quaffle. With his arm stretched towards the maroon ball, he hoped he could get it back for slytherin.

Scorpius is attempting to intercept the quaffle

[ALBUS SEVERUS POTTER]

Gryffindor was winning. This wasn’t right, Albus knew he had to make sure that he was the one to catch the snitch. Slytherin was supposed to win, not Gryffindor. And he was going to make darn sure of that. He was flying around the Quidditch pitch cautiously as kept his eyes peeled open for that little Golden snitch. He had seen it once before his brother James, but then he had lost it. Darn it, why couldn’t it stay in view the whole time? He needed this win to prove to his brother that just because James got chosen as a champion when she didn’t, he was still better at Quidditch then James. He knew this, he had practiced every day during the Summer Holidays, just to make sure that he would one up James on the Quidditch Field. And the fact that James was blaming him for what happened to Hugo, well Albus was going to make damn sure to beat him now. It wasn’t Albus’s fault that Hugo got hurt, why in hell would he hurt his own cousin?

He was annoyed by many things, most of involving his brother. He just wished for once that James would leave him alone and realize that there was nothing wrong with being in Slytherin. His mother told him that all the time whenever he got pissed at someone for making fun of him for being in Slytherin. He grew up with that after all. Now today on the Quidditch Field he was going to prove that he belonged with Slytherin.

And then he saw it again. That small tiny glint of a Snitch and he turned his broom and headed straight towards it. He glanced back for just a brief second and saw that James was close on his tail. No. There was no way he was going to let James get it first. But when Albus had looked back, that Snitch was already gone. Damn it. Next time he was going to make sure not to look back at James. He pulled up from his chase just as quickly as he started it and went back to circling the pitch. He needed this win after all.

OCC;; Albus Severus Potter is searching for the snitch!

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[NO MORE SORROW]

( d i c e . r o l l )

1. Scorpius is attepming to intercept Roxanne's pass.

Strength + Dice Roll = 4 + 3 = 7
Scorpius's dexterity + Dice Roll = 5 + 3 = 8

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Results: Scorpius now has possession of the quaffle.

Notes:

• Anyone can steal the quaffle.
  
• Scorpius must pass before slytherin attempts to score.
  
• No one can attempt to intercept until after that chaser attempts to pass.
  
• 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.
  
• Tomorrow will be the last dice rolls.
  

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1. Albus and James are searching for the snitch.

alertness + Dice Roll = 5 + 6 = 11
Albus's Alertness + Dice Roll = 4 + 4 =8

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Results: James spots the snitch first and gets one point added to his dexterity for the rest of the game, his dexterity is now 8.

Notes:

• Albus's dexterity is at 9.
  
• James's dexterity is at 8.
  
• 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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[JAMES SIRIUS POTTER]

James didn't waste a second as soon as he caught a glint of that snitch and veered off from Albus's course as he soon turned the other direction. Grinning as he passed by him, "Tell me when you really find it," he taunted, soon veering off away from him soon moving behind two other chasers, veering in between them real quick. Finally he started to look down towards the spot where he had last seen it. Obvious, he supposed, that he would go after it now, while his mouth seemed to get drier at the thought of catching the damned orb that had kept this game going on for what seemed like eternity.

James's quidditch robes whipped the air as it was too soon to tell if it had really been the snitch, but the fluttering wings only made his heart race that much faster. Why did he waste his time even talking with his brother, it wasn't like he had any need to actually converse with him anymore after the fact he had blamed him for everything. Surely, there was still resentment towards him, but perhaps luck would favor James as he kept praying for the snitch to be in his hands. Sure, they were now in the final stretch it seemed as he out-stretched his hands to lean forward, well he hadn't actually just caught it yet. As he was merely trailing along behind it, veering left and right.

Just cause he had seen it, doesn't mean he was able to catch it just yet, and now he was keeping his eye on it, now letting his hand reach out at intervals to attempt to catch the maneuvering object.

notes; James is following the snitch, and is trying to catch it.

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[SCORPIUS HYPERION MALFOY]

The maroon ball drew closer and closer and yet it seemed like an eternity. Like the whole match had been put on a slow motion setting. Yet the moment his fingers curled around the quaffle the world sped up and became fast paced once more.

Tucking the ball under his arm, he knew he needed to get away from the gryffindor chasers. Hopefully one of his team's beaters saw him elbowing Justin as an opportunity to send a bludger towards the gryffindor. He ducked and weaved around his own teammates, hoping to shake anyone off his tail before he decided when to throw the quaffle.

He needed to sight Zmeyette first. Where was the girl. He glanced left and right as he flew closer to the gryffindor goals. Ah there she was, his mind pointed her out. He ignored the seekers as they flew around, obviously they must have spotted the snitch, all he wanted to do was make sure Zmeyette got the quaffle.
"Greyback," he called out before grabbed the quaffle from under his arm and throwing it at her.

Scorpius is attempting to pass the quaffle to Zmeyette

[rose]

Rose was cheering as Justin obtained the quaffle and scored against Slytherin. She had the urge to turn to Scorpius and make a face at him, or at the very least Albus. He may have been her favorite cousin but they were rivals when it came to quidditch. Resisting the urge she circled the pitch, waiting for the chance to come in possession of the quaaffle once again. Roxanne had gotten the quaffle when she hadn't been paying attention and had attempted to pass to Justin. Rose headed his direction only for the pass to be intercepted. Again by Scorpious. Rose wasn't one to wish harm to the opposite team very often, but the boy was really starting to irritate her. She was pretty sure she had seen him elbow justin as well. How she wished a bludger would knock him from his broom, she'd do it herself if it wasn't likely she would be caught.

Rose saw Scorpius going for a pass and moved her broom closer to Zmeyette although she loathed the closeness. "I don't think so this time Malfoy! Bumping into the girl she reached her hands out, trying to get in the way of a successful pass.

Rose Weasley is attempting to intercept the pass.

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[ALBUS SEVERUS POTTER]

Why did he have to loose site of the snitch twice? It really was annoying. He needed to keep himself from getting distracted, so he was back to circling the Quidditch pitch. Only listening to the cheers that signaled who had the Quaffle and who was scoring, that was his way so he didn’t have to watch what was going on with the actually Quaffle. Instead he kept an eye out for bludgers and the snitch. And then out of the corner of the eye he saw something, it was James and he was going after the snitch! Darn it, now James had a head start on him. However, Albus was quick to react and instantly he turned and headed for the glittering snitch as well. He stuck his hand out; he needed to do whatever he could to beat James to it. “I don’t think so James! There’s no way you’re getting that Snitch!” he called out to him as he urged his Skybolt 2000 to go as fast as possible.

He kept his eyes peeled, watching the snitch to make sure that he didn’t loose sight of it. He couldn’t lose sight of it this time, not when James was closer to the snitch. He needed to get this snitch and to prove to James that he was indeed the better Quidditch Player. After all, it was Albus that got declared Quidditch Captain for Slytherin and James didn’t get captain of the Gryffindor team. But he needed more proof.

OCC;; Albus Severus Potter is chasing after the snitch!

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( d i c e . r o l l )

1. Rose is attempting to intercept Scorpius's pass.

Dexterity + Dice Roll = 5 + 5 = 10
Scorpius's Strength + Dice Roll = 4 + 2 = 6

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Results: Rose now has possession of the quaffle.

Notes:

• This is the last regular dice roll. The Final Snitch Roll will be up shortly.
  

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1. Albus and James are chasing the snitch.

Dexterity + Dice Roll = 8 + 1 = 9
Albus's Dexterity + Dice Roll = 9 + 3 = 12

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Results: Albus catches the snitch, causing the game to end and for Slytherin to get 150 points.

Notes:

• Albus's dexterity is at 9.
  
• James's dexterity is at 8.
  
• This is the final dice roll.
  
• Everyone on the Slytherin Quidditch team gets an extra stat point to be added for their next game. PM Kassy know which spot you want your point added to.
  
• Albus is to post first of him catching the snitch.
  
• the thread will stay open until the end of October for everyone to post their reactions to the game.
  

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[ALBUS SEVERUS POTTER]

Would he make it in time? Why did he let James have a head start? Well that didn’t matter cause Albus was determined to prove to James that even though he had a head start, Albus would be the one to catch the snitch. Because Albus believed that was how good he was. His heart was racing; he knew he was nearing the last few seconds of the match. He could hear chanting from all over the field and Aubrey’s voice booming that they were after the snitch.

Now he had caught up with James. Albus didn’t dare look over at him, he didn’t need to glare at James or taunt him as Albus was more focused on catching the snitch. Another few seconds went buy and the next thing Albus knew was that his left hand was wrapped around the small glittering snitch as it flapped violently in his hands, as if it wanted to be free.

He felt as if the world had frozen for a moment. Yes he was quite excited that he was the one to catch the snitch. He could just picture the looks on many people’s faces. And then he was brought back to reality from all of the booming cheers from the Slytherin side of the pitch that seemed to be much louder than the booing from the Gryffindor side.

Albus didn’t even look at James as he flew down to the ground, snitch still in hand knowing that it was only mere seconds until his teammates were upon him. Slytherin had beat Gryffindor and that was how it should be. He dismounted his broom once he got to the ground and held the snitch high up into the air, his emerald eyes glittering in the sunlight as he waited for his team to meet up with him.

OCC;; Albus Severus Potter caught the snitch!

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[JAMES SIRIUS POTTER]

James had been following the snitch, and he wished he would have had more luck on his side. It seemed that it wasn't as his out-stretched hand caught nothing but air, so he just settled for that, Slytherin would have their win for now. It wasn't like James to consider losing to them, but he had to admit, that it was a great game. Admitting defeat, he only nodded his head in return, and then soared by Albus one last time. Finally deciding to give him a thumbs up, and he wasn't about to say these words. Although, he supposed he deserved them since after all James had been rather rude to him. It was a step up as James soon then congratulated his brother silently.

Not letting him know what he was thinking as he scowled at him, yelling a short, "Well, good game, and I'm sorry for accusing you earlier," was all he said. It was curious why he would yell that here, but he knew that rumors surely spread like wildfire that James had confronted Albus. Although, the incident had been distinctly closed off to anyone walking in on them, and most people had avoided that hall way for a bit when they had heard shouting. It was time to go back to his own team-mates, giving them a smile in return. Looking as if he was happy Slytherin had won, with his back turned towards Albus of course.

There was no way in hell, he'd be caught smiling for the winning team, not him, but he had to act like he cared at least a little. Deep down, they were still bound by blood, and as much as he hated the little runt's guts at times, this was one of those few occasions he'd be able to share in the glory. Of course, it was going to be fun, since Ravenclaw had yet to test it's wits against Slytherin in the next match too. "Good job, Gryffindor, but alas, don't blame me for this, Albus is just faster with his broom apparently," he said, idly scratching the back of his head.

Not even glancing back to see if any of the other Quidditch players even cared to look curiously at him as he had flown near Albus.

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[THERESA JAY KELSEY]

as theia caught a glance of james shooting forward she frowned. he must have seen the snitch and theia shifting on her broom, causing it to bob slightly lower as she waited to see what would happen. abus was speeding after him now and theia bit her lip. "come on albus.." she muttered, silently crossing her fingers - more for him than for the whole 'winning the match' thing.

and then she saw him grab it ... and she grinned. "yes!" she pumped her fist slightly and shook her head slightly. she knew she didn't need to man the goalposts anymore and she lent forward on her broom, sending it forward toward him, watching albus pull up and hit the ground, she went straight for him. "we won! you did it!!" theia grinned and hopped off her broom the moment she touched down and going to hug him without second thought.

( theresa kelsey is hugging albus potter in celebration )

[LILY LUNA POTTER]

The cry of outrage that burst forth from the red haired girls lips was almost animalistic as she saw her brother's hand close around the snitch, securing victory for his house. It was the wrong brother and the wrong house. Against any other house she might be happy that her brother had caught the snitch for Slytherin, but this match had been against Gryffindor, and Lily wanted to win! Sure, she completely adored her brothers, but on the Quidditch pitch all family ties were severed in her opinion. It was a game; a competition, and Lily Potter did not like to lose. She had that competitive spirit buried deep within her, and it definitely shone through in Quidditch matches.

Sure, she could have well played better. She knew that. But the chasers themselves, had been phenomenal, and the beaters had been good, too. It sucked that the main person that their success depended on had, well, kind of sucked today. Perfect champion James, she allowed herself to think bitterly, but mentally slapped herself a moment later. She'd promised herself not to let jealousy over her 'ever so perfect' brother affect her anymore. She'd had enough of her little fury moments since his name had been, predictably, called by the goblet. They were childish, she knew, but James somehow managed to get everything and she was sick and tired of being the background Potter child that everyone wrote off.

Needless to say the fiery red-head was in a bit of a foul mood as she flew down to the grass, landing with a thump on the ground and throwing her broom over her shoulder. She glanced at her teammates, just shaking her head, with the cheers of the Slytherins freshly ringing in her ears. "We outplayed them," she growled to no one in particular, making her way off of the pitch and away from the joyous cries of their rivals. "They just happened to have the better seeker today."

Lily Potter is not happy.

[SCORPIUS HYPERION MALFOY]

He didn't bother watching if his pass to Zmeyette was successful or not. Instead his grey eyes was drawn to the two seekers. James must have seen the snitch first but he had faith in Albus. Everything came down to Al, the win, the start of the quidditch season and to prove to everyone slytherin were better than everyone else. So much weighed on Albus's shoulders. Scorpius wanted to help Al, either distract James or even catch the snitch himself, but no this was Al's fight and all he could do was sit on the sidelines and cheer on his best friend.

It seemed like an eternity before a hand clasped around the snitch. Who's hand was it, he wondered of a moment before noticing it was Al that had caught it just as the cheers in the slytherin stands erupted. They won, Albus had won the game for them. Scorpius thought all was lost when it seemed like half of the team had gone to sleep and allowing gryffindor to get ahead. But they won. He was about to fly to Albus to congratulate him when he saw James speak to him. He was too far away to catch any words, but if James was dissing Albus again then all hell would break loose.

Turning the broom he flew to the ground where the other players were, dismounting before finding Albus had landed. He watched as Theia leaned in and hugged their seeker before he himself jumped on Albus's back, his arms circling Al's neck and his legs around Al's waist. If anyone didn't know better they probably would have assumed they were an item, but no Al was his best friend, well more like a brother.
"Well played," he spoke, letting his head rest of Al's shoulder before turning to the rest of the team that gathered.
"We've got a good team this year, we can so win this. The house cup, the quidditch cup and the tournament, it's all going to be ours this year," he said rather excitedly as he clung on the back of Albus.