19th House Quidditch: Hufflepuff vs. Gryffindor: 5th-9th

July 5th-9th, Hufflepuff vs. Gryffindor

Judges: Elfie Dumbledore, Raistlin the Wizard, Severus Snape, polly, Alice Cullen

Commentator: violetriddle

Only HUFFLEPUFF vs GRYFFINDOR house Quidditch teams may post in here.

Plus violetriddle as the commentator - no one else!

The posts can begin on Saturday 5th July - not before!
and will end on Wednesday 9th July - 5 days of rpg posting!

When you post - please put your position and team (eg. Gryffindor Beater) in brackets before you begin the RPG post - otherwise your post will be void of any points!

Concentrate on building your points up and please read how the matches are scored!

Concentrate on things like:
Skill shown
Team work
Maneuvers
Knowledge of the game
Creativity
Initiative
Reliability of team

Have fun!

Weather: On and off showers make for a refreshing match.

Remember to observe the new Quidditch rules: day one is for arriving to the pitch, after which the referee will post and the game can properly begin and chasers can no longer immediately state that they have scored. They must wait for the Keeper to post. See the stickied post for more info.

(Hufflpuff Beater)

Etta yawned as she heard a stampede of excited feet upon the stairs and through out the Hufflepuff Tower. Glancing at her bedside clock she checked the time, hissed and rolled back over, pulling the quilt up over her eyes and burrowing her head under her pillow.

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz "OUCH!"

Etta sat bolt up in her bed, her fingers gripping her wand ready to Avada Kedavra who ever it was who had just smack her hard around the head. HEr eyes narrowed on her broom which was floating in mid air, next to it was an innocent looking first year holding her Quidditch Robes and Beater's bat.

The first year started to back away suddenly as Etta aimed her wand and blasted a spell at his feet.

"Miss Rose told me to wake you, exactly that!" he squealed, because right now he looked half human, half pig and with a tail to match.

Grabbing her robes, broom and Bat, Etta stalked from her bedroom with as much dignity as one possibly could whilst dressed in their underwear.

Shocked eyes stared at her as she walked and dress, shooting spells left right and centre at the house members.

"Do some homework!" she barked slamming the tower door shut.

Walking as slowly as possible, Etta arrived on the pitch. Her eyes scanned the sky and she spotted her team mates.

Swinging on leg over broom, Etta kicked off into the air.

"Skie! Kate! When Rose gets back, remind me to tie her up by the toenails!" Etta shouted as rain began to gently fall.

Shaking her head and waking up, Etta held her bat in the air like a first class solider holding a sword, preparing to fight.

"BADGERS TO ARMS! FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT!" she shouted to everyone. Then quietly she added. "The evil overlord is here and ready to hurt."

(Hufflepuff Beater)

Etta grinned at Skie and saluted.

i'll string her up by her toe nails and then stick needles in her feet, she thought to herself, suddenly realising she was sitting on her broom in mid air doing a Monty Burns impression.

Clearing her throat Etta remembered something of importance.

"Matthew is currently being held hostage by Bobette," she annouced to Skie and Kate. "He made the mistake of beating her at table tennis, so now she wont let him go until she wins."

Etta thought for a moment.

"And he doesnt have any Quidditch robes because Bobette fed them to Bobina," Etta smiled sweetly and added cheerfully. "He should be along at some point though."


Etta looked at the crowd and at her team mates.

time for the Hufflepuff Shuffle she decided looking at them all.

"COME ON GUYS!" she shouted loudly, getting everyone's attention. "Time for the Hufflepuff Shuffle!"

Standing up on her broom and pointing her wand at the crowd, Etta made sure everyone was wearing Badger suits and grinned.

"Ready? OKAY! Let's do this!

"Shake that leg, shake that leg, whack that bat, whack that bat," sang Etta as she and the crowd perfomed the Hufflepuff Shuffle. "Work it like its ya birthday. Shuffle to the left, shuffle to the right, one step back and bring those knees in tight, Olly Oop! Watch us score! Bagders at ready, rar rar rar!

"Turn to the left and see your friend, turn to the right and die of fright. Look at those Lions all furry and small, they're just kitty cats without a ball, shuffle to the left, shuffle to the right, one step back, bring those knees in tight, Olly Oop, watch us score, Olly Oop, Those lions dont even know how to roar!"

Etta stopped dancing and tried to catch her breath.

(Gryffindor Seeker)

I'm Henry VIII, I am. Henry VIII I am, I am.
I got married to the widow next door.
She's been married seven times before,
and everyone was an 'Enry.
Wouldn't have a Willy or a Sam (no Sam!)
I'm her eighth old man, I'm Henry.
Henry VIII I am!

That was the song Pamela was singing as she skipped all around the common room. The verse just repeated itself over and over. She loved the song, and the band that made it famous, but even she had to admit it was rather annoying. That's why she wasn't overly surprised when a very groggy seventh year finally shouted, "would you please shut up!"

"Sorry," was Pamela's reply. "Don't you like Herman's Hermits?" She couldn't really make out the other Gryffindor's reply, but judging from the tone, Pamela probably didn't really want to. I better head down to the pitch anyway. Can't be too late to the game.

Pamela had honestly woke in an exceptionally good mood. That often proved dangerous, if the truth be told. She wondered if what she was about to do would be frowned upon by her captains, but for some reason, she didn't care. Using a magically enchanted razor, she completely removed all the hair from both sides of her head. She was left with a strip of longish hair gonig down the back. Then she used her wand to change the colour to scarlet and gold stripes, and spiked it tall and stiff.

After her hair was done, Pamela put on some exceptionally bright make-up. It was in the style that had become popular of late; Kat Von D from L.A. Ink frequently sported the look that was reminiscent of the old-time pin-up girls. Looking in the mirror she admired her brand new Gryffie-hawk and totally different make-up. Smirking with her right eyebrow raised, she held her hands up in the "rock on" sign...characteristic look of her old alter-ego, Thunder Strong. She hadn't portrayed said character in a long time, and Pamela decided it would be fun to do it today--to some degree at least.

Swinging her gym bag over her shoulder, Pamela slipped into a stride that clearly exuded confidence bordering on apparent arrogance. She pulled her iPod out of her pocket, and popped her headphones in her ears. She scrolled down her list until she came across a very specific playlist and pushed play. Immediately, "Wrong Bathroom" by Tribe 8 started playing. By the time she made it out to the pitch, Pamela was singing along to a different song. It was called "Rebel Girl" and was by Bikini Kill, but she had to be careful around professors and first years about the chunks she sang out loud.

That girl thinks shes the queen of the neighborhood
Shes got the hottest trike in town
That girl she holds her head up so high
I think I wanna be her bestfriend

Rebel girl, rebel girl
Rebel girl you are the queen of my world
Rebel girl, rebel girl
I think I wanna take you home
I wanna try on your clothes too

As she mounted her broom, Pamela decided to stop singing. The memory of a bug flying into her mouth once, came vividly back to her. As she lifted high into the air, Pamela relished in the feeling of the light shower on her face. Oddly, though, despite her inner joy, she never betrayed it on her face. That still held the slightly conceited look of her beloved character. She wondered what her teammates and opponents would think of the in-between character than friends in the past had called Thunderella. Speaking of opponents... Pamela gave a quick nod to each of the three Hufflepuff team members on the field to greet them before starting some warm-up manuevers. It was nice to be out on time again.

(Referee)

"Let the game begin!"

(Hufflepuff Beater)


With an oh so evil Ettie the Innocent angelic smile, Etta saluted Kate and shot off through the air chasing down the first of hopefully many bludgers.

Taking the bull by the horns or rather Bludger by the Bat, Etta rounded on a bludger and took a deep breath.

Her mind was working overtime. Too many choices, too many possibilities to hurt her lovely friend in Gryffindor. Etta sneezed. Her mind suddenly clear, Etta knew she was about to perform the Olly Ooops move she had been practising in training, not stopping to hope and pray she didnt behead poor Pamela Etta's arm flung out as she turned her broom with ease as she swung her arm to the right, in the path of the bludger and her broom to the left for maximum impact.

"Olly Ooooops!" she called as the shiny titanium plated Beater's Bat slammed into the bludger with the force of a bullet being released from a shot gun. The sound reminded Etta of the Cullen's playing baseball.

at least i do this with style she thought whilst controlling her broom from the spin. Her eyes focused on the blur of the Bludger shooting across pitch directly at Pamela's head.

Etta sneezed again, when she opened her eyes she had lost sight of the bludger.

i hope Pamela doesnt sneeze at the wrong moment, i dont want to have to apologise to those kitty cats for beheading their seeker.

(Gryffindor Seeker)

Pamela was having fun flying through the air, and hadn't even noticed that Amy had arrived on the pitch. The balls had been released, and Pamela still had her headphones in her head. This was not a very smart thing to do, considering there was a beater on the field. Not just any beater, either. No, this was Etta, one of the most brutal beaters she'd ever seen. So, there Pamela was warming up, minding her own business and singing along to another favourite of hers: "Misfit" by The Murmurs, when somewhere in the middle of the second verse, she heard a strange sound that didn't fit. It took a second to register that it wasn't part of the music, and another second to register what the sound was. By the time she'd turned around, darling Etta's bludger was extremely close to decapitation range. "Shoot!" Pamela shouted as she began to attempt a sloth grip roll.

The problem was, she'd never had to pull off the manuever in a match. She had practised it a bit, but had never really mastered it completely. As she twisted her body and Firebolt to her left, she nearly lost her balance. She'd not gotten a good enough grip with her legs, and the right one flailed a bit in the air. She felt the bludger hit her ankle with excruciating force. As the pain from the obvious break coursed through her body, Pamela tried with all her might to fight the dizziness. Being upside down and in more pain than she'd ever known before was making her extremely light-headed, but a fall would be far worse. After a few steading breaths, Pamela managed to right herself. Then she made a shallow dive back toward the ground, taking her stupid headphones out of her ear as she did so.

Pamela was quite glad none of her teammates had made it out yet. She didn't want it getting around that she had made such a careless mistake. "What was I thinking?" Pamela demanded of herself, as Madame Pomfrey went to work on mending her ankle. In her defense, she had seen other people listening to their own music while flying. She wouldn't make that mistake again soon. Once her ankle was fixed enough to play, and after minutes of arguing with Madame Pomfrey, Pamela was back in the air. Her iPod was being held in safety by one of her dormmates, so Pamela wouldn't be tempted to distraction again.

(Hufflepuff Beater)

The thing about Bludgers, Etta knew, was that they didn't like to be left unattended for too long, they actually enjoyed having themselves smacked and sent into other people. So why oh why, was she currently sitting here, watching Pamela receive treatment?

Snapping herself to attention, Etta began to scan the sky, a bit pointless really considering something blurred past her eyes directly for ... SKIE!

"SKIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" squealed Etta, her heart in her mouth, the only Bludger close to her was currently flying directly at their only Chaser.

Thinking fast and quick and with as much evilness as any good evil overlord, Etta kissed her bat and pretended to be a world class gold medallist Javelin thrower ... except she didnt have a javelin, she had a Beater's Bat ... a very hard and painful one ... that still had traces of the Ravenclaw's Head of House Kate's blood on it.

oh badgers tails! Etta thought as she flung the bat with all her strength at the bludger, praying that the old Bludger Survival move would work, considering it hadnt been used for some time.

Without time to think, Etta pushed her broom forward, hoping to catch not only her bat but also the Bludger before any damage was done to their Chaser and Co-Captain.

"Skie! Use the BLUDGER STAND!" Screamed Etta through a mouth full of rain water as she pushed on and on in the hope that she could still reach her team mate but that was beginning to look unlikely right about now.

(huffie beater =] late on registration because of those horrible, huffie mascots!)

Matthew, although held up by the Hufflepuff mascot, ran onto the pitch slightly breathless. Bobette was a swore looser, and apparently she had violent friends, his qudditch robes had taken the brunt of the hatered, he had been able to repair his robes, but his poor bat was still bearing the marks of sharp teeth.
"Accio Nimbus 2000!" he yelled to the skies holding up his wand. He waited, possibly a little too long, "stupid broken dum broom," he hissed mounting it ten minutes later.

Up in the skies Matthew spotted his fellow beater, the mad, loopy and dilusional Etta. "Hello my little friend he said tapping he back end of her broom with his bat, you really need to keep those little badgers up!" he yelled flying off towards a bludger,"Rotating Power Beat!" he yelled to himself, spinning three times and wacking the bludger towards Pam. "BOOOYYYAAAAA!!!" he yelled after hitting the bludger, but all he could see was the world spinning in a slow motion...
"maybe not.." he said flying lower so he knew where he was.

(Hufflepuff Beater)



Etta was mid dive when she caught sight of the arrival of yet another victim gryffindor.

Tilting her head to the left and then to the right, Etta watched what she thought to be a Chaser being a Beater.

Its always a bad move to take your eyes off one, a bludger heading straight at your friend and team mate, and two, a titanium beater's bat which was falling not far from your very own head.

Etta looked up just as her bat landed squarely between her eyes on the bridge of nose.

"OWWWWWWWWWW OWWWWIE OW OW!" she screamed as pain filled her face and her nose exploded in a sea of scarlet.

Etta's hands flew to her nose, her control over the somewhat usually naughty broom was lost. As she began to plummet to earth Etta did the only thing she could.

Releasing her nose and the sea of blood, Etta gripped the tilt of her broom, pulling it up hard as if she were pulling on a hand break in a car, her broom shuddered in disagreement as it realised it's passenger would not be hitting the earth and screaming with more pain.

At such speed, the broom came within meters of the ground and pulled up, allowing Etta to ride it across the grass and straight into the waiting hands of Madam Pomfrey.

"Ha and they said the Champs Delight wouldn't work when your broom hates you, OWWWW! BE CAREFUL IT HURTS!" Etta hissed at the stern looking matron. "Sorry," she added as Madam Pompfrey got to work.

(huffie Beater, now in full swing if the game =])

Matthew watched as the girl flew onto the pitch,
"whoa!" he said, amazed at her flying skills.
"ill give her a run for her money!" he yelled at his team members.
Flying in and out of people he chased her along the pitch, his head down so he could gather more speed from the broom.
"Hello!" he said to the girl once beside her "nice day isn't it?" his eyes glared down to the pitch and bobette was standing there cheering them on,
"Aaaaaaaaacccchhhhhhhhhh!!!" he yelled terrified at the badger. Inches away from crashing his broom he re-gathered strenght and flew back to the Gyffie chaser,
"you know it is a pitty your the only chaser here, and we have a keeper, you don't.." he smiled broadly at her...
"Wanna play?" he asked gestering towards the huffie goal posts...

(Hufflepuff Beater)

With her nose fixed and no more blood, her face back to its usual flawless pale, Etta headed back into the air.

What she saw made her mouth drop in disbelief.

"OI! Matthew! STOP CHATTING UP THE LADIES AND START HITTING PEOPLE!" she yelled, throwing her bat, which was covered in her own blood straight at his shoulder.

Shaking her head, Etta wondered if Matthew would bring her bat back once it had done its job.

i doubt it she thought as she turned her attention back to Skie, the impending goal and the increasingly near Bludger which had thankfully lost some speed from her bat's assault on it.

"MATTHEW!" Etta shouted, quickly gaining speed. "Bring my Bat back, please, and dont you say no or else i'll lock you in my office and make you play Table Tennis with Bobette and Bobina!"

and as an after thought Etta added. "For ETERNITY!"

(huffie beater 3rd post =])


Matthew roled his eyes at the bat flying towards him....
"Reducto!" he yelled at it,
"reparo!" he yelled another spell..
He zoomed down onto the pitch to get the bat and threw it back at Etta...
"There you go butter fingers!" he yelled at her..

He looked around the pitch and didn't see anything unusual except for the Gyffies had been low in numbers...
"hahahahahahahaha!!" he bellowed,
"Alright Kate!" he said as she flew past, ignoring her joke..

(Commentator)

Violet walked outside, an umbrella over her head. “Haha, I pity those who will not have one.” She said, walking to the megaphone and score board. Clearing her throat, she tapped it. “Is this thing on? Yes, hm, Welcome to the 19 house Quidditch game! Today, Hufflepuff, aka, the Huffie will play against, Gryffindor, aka, the Gryffries.” She shouted out to the people. Violet looked at everyone on the field, which wasn’t much. “Hm, seems some didn’t want to come. We have on the huffie side, Etta, the beater, Skie, the co-captain and chaser, and Kate, the Keeper. And on the Gryffie said, we have no one.” Violet said.

“Looks like the Huffie are doing some kind of….dance?” She said, squinting her eyes. “Yes! These Huffies came up with a dance, and how they do that in the rain, beats me.” Violet said, looking down at the Huffies. “I guess the captains are showing right now. Hm, maybe they forgot? I doubt it, what kind of game would this be without a captain!” Violet shouted. “It looks like these Huffies are in the mode! Everyone is dancing, even me. BUT I SUPPORT NO TEAM…..ok, Go HUFFIES!!!” Violet yelled. “Now All they need of the Gryffies and the rest of the Huffies and this will be one good game!” She shouted, a rain drop hitting her head. “What use is an umbrella if it doesn’t work?” She asked herself.

Violet looked back into the pitch to see someone. “I cant believe it! A Gryffie finally made it! Pam! Or who I like to call Pammers! Yes the seeker from the Gryffies made it, and she looks happy…..I think. Anyway, oh look! It’s Duck the Duck, or as you know, the Referee!” Violet shouted. “And she as let the balls go. Who gets it first….I know that answer, a Huffie. But which one?” She asked. “Oh, it seems these Huffies have a plan. Wonder what it is?” She asked. “Oh! It looks like someone was trying to hurt the Gryffies, badly, I wonder if she dodges it?” Violet asked. “Oh, she does, wait. No? Oh Pammers, your ankle, I do hope you get the fix.” Violet said, feeling bad.

“It looks like the Huffie chaser, Skie, as gotten the quaffle. And it seems like a bludger is going for the Huffie Skie. Does she dodge it? What in the world is Etta doing? She has just threw her bat at the bludger. Does it do anything? It seems like the Huffies are praying for it to work. That would really hurt if it hits, I think. I’ve never been hit.” She said.

“Oh look! Matthew decided to join. Poor guy, I think. Anyway. He plays…Huffie’s beater!” She yelled, looking at them. “Oh dear, everyone seems to be hurting my Pammers. “She said, “Do try and dodge that.” She said, getting a whack in the head. “What, it’s my fault she is my friend.” Violet mumbled, looking at the person who did it. “And we have another Gryffie out here, the chaser Erika! Looks like Matthew is flirting and is afraid, poor guy. And Etta, ouch, that’s gotta hurt. Yes, go and fix your nose dear.” She said, watching. “This game is getting better. Oh look, Etta is fussing at Matt, sorry dude, looks like someone is in trouble.” Violet sang, laughing. “Yes, bring her her bat or she’ll make you play tennis. Better then me trying to force feed you.” She mumbled, getting another whack on the head. “Ow, would you please stop that?” She asked, getting another whack. “Ok, I’m sorry. Oh look, Etta has her bat back. Try saying that four times fast.” Violet shouted, rubbing her head.

(Commentator)

“Oh my goodness, poor MATT! Getting yelled at for flirting, haha, I feel sorry for you, No date until after the game young man.” Violet said, smiling. “Oh was that a ding I hear?” She asked, pushing down a number on the scoreboard. “Huffie 10, Grffies 0” She shouted, “Come one, you can do better!” She shouted to the Gryffies. “No offence Huffies.” She told them, getting a whack in the head. “Quit getting off track.” the person sneered. “Sorry, but I did nothing but say the truth.” Violet told her, smiling innocently.

“Oh lala, looks like our only chaser gryffies isn’t happy, no she isn’t.” Violet said, holding her umbrella over her more. “Oh my God! THE HUFFIE DROPPED THE QUAFFLE!” Violet yelled. “That means, go Gryffie, get that! Oh it looks like she did!” Violet yelled, looking down.

(Hufflepuff Beater)

Etta watched in dispair as Skie dropped the Quaffle.

oh my giddy aunt wearing merlin's dirty underpants, she thought to herself as she realised that the Gryffindor Chaser had caught the Quaffle and had hidden it from view. Sneaky, very sneaky.

Deciding the only thing she could do was allow her inner evil over lord self to take control of her mind and body, Etta did just that.

A flash of red flickered into her eyes as she rounded on a Bludger. Performing the Dizzy Badger Stalker move, Etta controlled the Bludger on the end of her bat whilst flying directly to the Gryffindor Chaser. She began to fly round the prowling Chaser quickly in a circle, mere feet from her, Etta gained more and more speed, leaving little room for the Chaser to escape.

As Etta began to get dizzy herself, she knew the Chaser would soon begin to feel the familiar sensation fo sickness which occured with the move. Raising her right arm with her Beater's Bat, Etta released the bludger quickly, whilst pulling her arm back, gaining enough force to send the Bludger directly for the Chaser's face.

Knowing only too well the backlash that followed this this move, Etta performed the Badger Drop, flattening herself out on her broom and dropping down, her legs crossed tightly clinging to the broom so she didnt fall. Her only thought was that Kate would move away from the Bludger should it bounce in her direction as they were nearing the Hufflepuff goals.

(huffie beater)

Matthew sighed as he say that the Gyffie chaser hid the quaffle. There was only one thing for it, to do the same again huffie spinn beat he saw a bludger that was open for strike, "gotcha!" he yelled as he spotted it. Matthew zoomed over to the bludger and spun threee times, his was again dizzy but what could he do,
Whack! the bludgfer hit the bat with force, making it break in half, he swore at the pain, as the broken half had hit him in th face. The bludger still went were he wanted it to be but he was now-batless he knew Etta would find this hulairious, just his luck. Matthew waited to see if the bludger hit to unexpecting gyffie chaser.

(huffie beater)

Matthew looked down and rolled his unbruised eye at Skie,
"NO THE SKY IS NOT FALLING JUST MIND THAT BROKEN BIT OF BEATERS BA/" he was cutt off from his yelling by Skie completly ignoring his, she seemed to be going for a spin. Matthew looked down again and say bobette eat his bat, "Gezz i hate her!" he yelled seeing Bobina try to get the remains so she could eat them. "stupid creatures!" he yelled at them. There he wqas suspended in id air, with no beaters bat and A BLODDY BLUDGER HEADING HIS WAYYY!!!!
"AHHHHHHH!!!!!" he screamed like a little girl... "HELPPPPPP!!!!!!" he screamed... inable to move because of fright,

Matthew, suspended in mid air watched in awe as the quaffle swored into the goalposts
*DING!!!!*
The quaffle went in with ease, "Oh thank the heavens on earth." he realised that he had a little making up with his team to do, he had mistaken a fly for a bludger, he thought the fly was massive cus he was wearing his blind grannys glasses.

Matthew flew around the pitch in his glory laughing and throwing his arms about the place screaming, he flew iver to Skie, "well done!" he yelled at her laughing, "okay lets win and fast cus im getting hungry, im sure lunch is soon isn't it?" he asked her not bothering to check his own watch. "This games a bit borrrriiiiiinggggggg isn't it.." he admitted to her, "I'm borrrreeeeddddd" he yelled at the ref. He quickly turned around after saying that pretending it wasn't him, the ref might throw him off the pitch if she thought he didn't want to be there.

Minutes later the game was in full swin again... "Okay team lets get this going! whoooooooooooooooopppppppppp!" he screamed flying up and down the pitch, still batless

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