GRYFFINDOR QUIDDITCH MINGLE | OPEN

[pottershotter]

Who: The Gryffindor Quidditch team (and anyone else who would crash their prractices/get-togethers)
Where: The Quidditch Pitch
When: Oct 1st - 5th
Rating: PG, label if higher.
Summary: Log for the BEST TEAM IN THE SCHOOL.
The Story:

A. PRACTICE (SUNDAY)

[There's at least one proper organized practice, on Sunday morning before anyone heads off to Hogsmeade. James takes his position as captain with a great amount of pride, and he's always trying to come up with new plays, new strategies, and new ways to make their team the absolute best it can be. There's almost always a lot of building up his teammates and talking down the other teams, especially Slytherin.

At the end of the day though, the other teams don't matter as long as they do their best - because according to James, Gryffindor's best could beat anyone, even professional teams. You also probably have to endure terrible metaphors about how they're a pride (like a pride of lions), but he's so enthusiastic about it that it's hard to really fault him for it.

This particular practice, James brought along a few dozen pumpkin pasties and juice as something of an apology for having practice during Hogsmeade weekend. There's a match coming up and they need all the practice they can squeeze in!]

B. PITCH (WHENEVER)

[Even when they don't have official practices, James tends to put in at least an hour of training in on his own, as long as no other teams have it. He tends to go in the morning before class, to wake himself up and tart his day.

Though...to be honest, he doesn't always practice daily, but lately he's felt the insatiable need to fly as much as he can. Eh. Maybe he's getting nostalgic in his last year.

Either way, he'll happily practice with anyone who turns up, in an even more informal practice setting.]

C. WHEREVER (WHENEVER)

[Got something Quidditch-related in mind that you don't see here? Start your own thing and the team will surely flock to you!]

Comments

[goodwoofjames]

Reckon I'd do much worse damage if I totally lost my grip on the broom.

[They are hovering about thirty feet up.]

[normandysbest]

Oh, as if you don't have the thigh strength for it. Grip with those glutes!

[Just to show off, she takes her hand off her broom and balances there for a bit, still holding the Quaffle.]

'Ss like riding a bike.

[goodwoofjames]

It's not that I can't. It's just that the risk goes up.

[So he sits up, ready to catch the quaffle with both hands if that's what she's planning.]

The better to embrace you, my dear.

[normandysbest]

[She speaks like an old southern belle, just for effect.]

Oh, Sirius! That's all I've ever wanted!

[She laughs and pretends to swoon, leaning backwards with a hand on her forehead... and backflips with the broom, chucking the Quaffle in an upswing underneath him to the hoop.]

[goodwoofjames]

[Sirius' eyes blow wide and he leans forward, intending to try and at least break her fall as she tilts the broom backwards-- but then the ball is rocketing underneath him and her grinning, not-falling-at-all face is beaming up at him.

He doesn't even have time to reach towards the quaffle before it flies right over the edge of the hoop.

Sirius turns back to her, cheeks a little more red than usual.]

...I should have seen that coming. Guess your feminine charms really are overwhelming.

[normandysbest]

[She laughs, big and uproarious, letting her broom hit free fall for a few seconds before surging forward to grab the quaffle and bring it back to the both of them.]

Sorry, was that too mean? Sometimes I just can't resist the trickshot. Not like I can get away with that during a game, anyway.

[Still, for being a good sport, she flies over and pecks him on the cheek.]

For not yelling at me for pulling a fast one.

[goodwoofjames]

[Sirius feels his face grow warmer and he laughs brightly.]

I'm good for nothing if not playing the fool.

[Pause.]

But seriously, don't do that during a game. You never know who's about to blindside you from behind.

[normandysbest]

Oh, dude, of course not. That's a one-on-one move, not a 'showboat while bludgers are being knocked at you' move. Makes your head way too easy to hit, and I have a pretty vested interest in not cracking my head open.

[Or like, dying, but y'know, splitting hairs.]

But it can be fun to mess around.