7th House Quidditch: RAVENCLAW V SLYTHERIN : 21st-25th

(Ravenclaw Chaser)

As Anthony prepared himself for the next game, he walked out onto the pitch blue and black firebolt in hand. He was ready for yet another game against their biggest rival, the Slytherins. He was indeed determined to play his best this game and help his Ravenclaw teammates achieve yet another victory. The crowd, was already buzzing with excitement as they anticipated the match to begin. Anthony's heart raced, not with nervousness or panic, but with adrenaline and competitiveness. He was willing and ready to take on everyone's favorite sport. Propping his firebolt up against the wall he adjusted the straps on his gloves. This had become a ritual of sorts he practiced before entering every game. Tightening each strap and pounding his fist together he retrieved his broom and stepped out onto the field. The breeze was blowing and the air was crisp. His eyes would glance around and take in the familiar sight once more. Though what he saw was the same every game, it still didn't take away the sense of pride he felt being part of the Raven squad. Mounting his firebolt he kicked off the ground hard and raced up into the air, dust from the dirt lingering for a moment in his wake.

Making his way into the field of play Anthony practiced a few rolls and dodging techniques trying to get a feel for how his broom would handle this game. As always it was responsive and precise. Flying high into the air and close to the stands once again, he would hold out his hands and highfive any who would return the gesture as he sped by the excited crowd. Awaiting for play to begin he pulled to the left close to the middle of the pitch and watched for the quaffle to be released.

(Ravenclaw Beater)

Jimmy mounted his broom and kicked off from the soft, wet grass, the smell of a fresh morning and that scent peculiar to Quidditch in the air all around him. His lungs took a few moments to adjust as the temperature became colder the higher that he went, but after a while it was as if he'd lived in the air, that he'd never been bound to the earth by gravity's rules. He spiralled higher and higher, moving with a frenetic energy that only the game could give to him before he halted his ascent and began a plunge stright down to the ground. With what seemed like only seconds before he actually became part of the soil, he yanked the obsidian handle of his broom upwards, relishing the effect that the dramatic change of trajectory had on his body. After letting out a loud, sharp laugh, he circled around his team mates already present and grinned broadly.

"Hey, I'm actually on time for a change, how about that?"

(Slytherin Captain and chaser)

Nancy dashed onto the quidditch pitch. A gentle breeze was blowing her blonde hair around her shoulders and she smiled as she brushed a few strands away that had blown into her eyes. Playing quidditch was one of her favoroite things to do. She felt so free and alive when she was up in the air on her beloved Firebolt.

Without another thought Nancy pulled her gloves out of her pocket and tugged them tightly on her hands. She fastened up her Slytherin robes and mounted her broom. She kicked off hard from the ground and flew high into the air at an almost vertical angle. She steadied herself in the air and spotted Lily, Anthony and Jimmy. They were Ravenclaws, but they were three of her best friends. She waved to them and flew around the pitch, watching carefully for her fellow teammates to arrive.

{Ravenclaw Seeker}

Rigby sat on the bench in the locker room waiting for her nails to dry. She had painted one hand blue and the other black. She was still high on team spirit and her red hair was braided and entertwined with blue ribbon. She was listening to The Fray and pumping herself up for another game. They had just played Gryffindor in an extremely tough game and Rigby had crashed into a coma like sleep immediatly after the game. Lily, the task master and captain of the team, had allowed them a day of rest before hitting the practice pitch hard. Slytherin was no doubt hungry for a rematch after such a close game last time and Ravenclaw needed to play their hearts out if they were going to win. Rigby knew they were up to it, but it was hard playing against friends.

Nails dry, Rigby slipped on her fingerless gloves with their special snitch grip. No way was she going to allow the prize to slip through her hands. She grabbed her broom and ran to the pitch. Her eyes scanned the air for her teammates and she waved to Lily, Anthony and Jimmy. She nimbly lept on her broom and soared into the air. The wind felt great on her face, much nicer weather than last game. She took in the sight of the crowd, which was a good mix of Ravenclaw and Slytherin supporters. Rigby flew over to Lily to go over a play that Rigby had worked all week on in preperation of the Slytherin game. Flying towards her captain Rigby noticed that Lily had a special sparkle in her eyes, and if Rigby knew anything she knew that look spelled trouble for their opponents.

{Ravenclaw Seeker}

Rigby saw Lily make her move on the quaffle, signaling Rigby to begin to make her own play. She began flying around the pitch, looking for the snitch. She weaved around the other players before zooming past the Slytherin beaters. Rigby's job was to distract the beaters, making them think that she was hot on the snitch's golden trail while the rest of the team went for the goal. She didn't dare risk a look backwards to see if it had worked, she had to sell the idea that she was moments from making the big catch. She didn't have to wait long for results as a bludger went sailing past her head, nearly avoiding decapitating her. She pushed her broom faster, dropping suddenly to aviod a second bludger aimed at her broom. Rigby was able to save her Firebolt from a scratched paint job, but the bludger glanced her shoulder. Pain shot through her but she didn't have time to stop to assess the damage to her body. Gritting her teeth she flew on, chasing her fictional snitch. Honestly, she spent just as much time chasing fake snitches as she did real ones. She laughed to herself as she led the Slytherin beaters further and further away.

(Ravenclaw Beater)

Jimmy watched as Kate began her feint to draw the attention away from Lily and Anthony, who were currently streaming up the pitch towards the Slytherin hoops with the Quaffle.

"I have to do something quick," He muttered to himself, realising that the Slytherin keeper would soon alert his beaters to the diversion if he hadn't already. He scanned the sky for his target, zeroing in on the small black dot in the sky qickly and gunning his broom towards it. As he matched trajectory and speed with the bludger, he pulled back on the throttle, winding his arm back to strike when the signature whistle noise of the ball reached fever pitch. He didn't have to wait too long, as he acted more on instinct than sight with a mighty swing.

TTTTHHHHHHWAAAAAACKKKK!

The bludger curved viciously towards the Slytherin hoops, headed straight for the Keeper.

(Ravenclaw Chaser)

Hovering in spot for a moment, Anthony watched as his teammates each made they're way onto the pitch. Determined he awaited for play to begin. The quaffle was thrown into play indicating the match as begun. Taking off he saw Lily making her move towards the quaffle. Having faith that she would secure it he began his march down the pitch. Keeping a keen eye out for any rogue bludgers and rival chasers, he weaved toward the Slytehrin goals. The wind pounding against his face felt natural his robes snapping fiercly in the wind. Anthony has grown to love being up here, it seemed to come naturally to him. Looking over his shoulder to see what all was going on he was suprised at how quickly his team were making it's move. Pleased with the fact he urged his broom to go faster.

Leaning as flat as he could get, the firebolt picked up speed quickly. Everything around seemed to meld toegether in a blur. Glancing once again he saw that the quaffle was flying towards him. Lily had made a pass. Slowing down a bit as to not outrun it he reached back and caught the quaffle bringing it in and securing it tightly. With it secured he sped off down the pitch towards the Slytherin goals. Ducking and weaving through the chaos which had ensued a grin ran across his face, as he saw Jimmy out of the corner of his eye smack a bludger straight at the Slytherin keeper. With the keeper diverted Anthony palmed the quaffle and made ready to throw it for a score. Inching closer to goals he waited for the oppurtune moment. When the keeper's attention was fully on the bludger Anthony heaved the qauffle towards the goals with the hope his aim was true.

{Ravenclaw Seeker}

Rigby heard the ding signaling that her team has scored and pulled up hard on her broom, giving up the pretense of snitch hunting. She smiled charmingly at the Slytherin beaters and flew away from them before they could send another bludger her way. She rubbed her shoulder which was already beginning to feel less sore, although tomorrow it would be another story. Oh, well, Rigby hadn't been to the infirmary in a long time. She was way overdue for some cracked ribs and broken bones. She flew past Anthony, Lily and Jimmy, congratulating them on a flawless play. Now it was time to find her little golden darling for real, and Rigby began her snitch search in earnest.

(Ravenclaw Chaser)

With the quaffle thrown Anthony watched anxiously and awaited the ding to confirm the score. Sure enough a moment later the sound could be heard. Raising a fist in celebration at the fine work the Ravens has just did nodded his head to each of his teammates in recognition of their fine play. But now was not the time to overly celelbrate, the game has just began and the action would undoubtedly pick up furiously. Kate flew by congratulating the three of them and then made her way in search of the snitch. She was a fine seeker and he was proud to have her as a teammate. Of course Lily and Jimmy were excellent as well, after all they were the captain and the co-captain, and fine leaders they were.

Deciding that it would be best not to dwell on each members skill Anthony made straight back for the middle of the pitch ready to again capture the quaffle. As he sped down the field barrel rolling and confidently flying he wasn't paying attention to his surroundings. For in the next instant the sight of a bludger heading his way would be seen out of the corner of his eye. Snapping his head in it's direction quickly the sudden movement almost caused him to lose control of his broom. A bludger was mere feet from him and he had no chance to evade it. Bracing himself for the pain, Anthony gripped the handle of his firebolt and gritted his teeth in anticipation of the pain. in the next moment a thud more sickening than he's ever heard rang in his ears as the pain shot through his body. The bludger struck him righ on his collar bone and the crunch he heard he could tell it was broken. "AHHHH!!" he screamed in pain, but forcing himself to push it aside, he had a game to finish. He would take yet another trip to the infirmary afterwards, he just hoped the injusry wouldn't weaken him too much. Situating himself back onto his broom Anthony twirled his arms around to see if he was able to move them. It was painful but he was indeed able. With that he wrapped his hands around his firebolt and made his way back into the game.

(Ravenclaw Chaser)

Racing back to the middle of the pitch Anthony grimaced at the pain as the wind slammed into his body. Forcing himself to ignore it he pressed on. Pushing his firebolt to the brink of it's limits Anthony watched as the quaffle was being released. As it was thrown back into play Anthony pushed forward and steaked towards it fiercly. Getting there just in time he could stop, so he just held out his hand and snatched the red ball out of the air. The force of catching the quaffle shot up his arm as he brought it close to his body securing it tightly. The tingle resonated for a moment as he slowed down enough to turn around. Once pointed in the right direction he took off back down towards the Slytherin goal once again. Barrel rolling a few times to clear any obstacle that may be in his way he raced down as fast as he could go.

The crowd buzzing in his ears only fueled his determination to push aside the pain he was feeling and make his presence felt. The wind was refreshing on his skin though it was increasing diffcult to keep his balance with his injury. His heart and love of this game fueled his desire to win all the more.

{Ravenclaw Seeker}

Rigby's eyes were wide with apprehension and excitement. She was about to perform a move that she had only ever done in practice. As seeker, she didn't often get a chance to assists with goals, which made this move the perfect fake out. The element of surprise was needed to get a quaffle past the wiley Slytherin team. She smiled at Elana's move, and then gave herself a mental shake before focusing on herself. She spotted Anthony in the air with his quaffle and she sped up after him, dropping down beneath him. Rigby pretended to be on the look out for the snitch, but in truth she was waiting for Anthony's pass to her. She reviewed her movements in her mind's eye, she would have to point on to make this work. She has to be in exactly the right place because Anthony might not be able to spot her and he certainly couldn't be obviously looking for her or it would give their move away. Carefully angling herself so that she flew beneath and just slightly below Anthony, Rigby awaited his pass. Elana had devised this tricky play just for her and Anthony and Rigby would not let her down.

(Ravenclaw Chaser)

Keeping a look out for any danger to him or the quaffle Anthony spotted another bludger head his way. This time however he had enough time to make his move to get away. Pushing downwards on his firebolt he began a fast descent, slouching over a bit the bludger flew right over top of his head. He could feel the air ruffle his hair as it flew overhead. "That was too close." he mumbled to himself as he pulled back up and pushed forward. Looking around he saw Elana has made her way onto the field, and she immediately was going to work. 'Gotta love Ravenclaw quidditch" he thought as his march down the pitch continued. He never had more adrenaline pumping any other time than when he was playing in a match.

The play was being set up as he saw Rigby making her way underneath him matching his speed stride for stride. Grinning now as Anthony seemed to enjoy this particular play "The Seeker Assist" Taking the quaffle and gripping it tightly with one hand Anthony proceded to act like he bobbled it a bit and let it slip. As Rigby flying underneath him she was in perfect position to pass it right back to him.

{Ravenclaw Seeker}

Anthony passed the quaffle to her right on schedule. With her stomach churning, Rigby waited one beat, two beat, three beat and then she braked hard, whipping her broom around and angling upwards. With a hard crack she sent the quaffle hurtling towards the open air which Anthony was flying towards. The quaffle flew in a perfect upwards arch, and Rigby let out the breath she hadn't known she was holding. The noise of the crowd disappeared as she waiting in agonizing anticipation as Anthony and the quaffle flew towards their mutual destination. Proving his superior quidditch skills, Anthony caught the quaffle seemingly effortlessly. Amazed as always by her incrediable teammates, Rigby cheered Anthony on as he closed in on the goal hoops.

(Ravenclaw Chaser)

Looking up with the knowing Rigby had the quaffle well taken care of Anthony eyed the Slytherin keeper. Watching his pattern as he protected their hoops, he calculated it precisely. When he had the quaffle back in his possesion he would fly towards the right hoop as the keeper swayed to the left one. The plan was perfect. Looking back down once again watching Rigby he saw that she had already passed the quaffle back to him. He reached out snagged it out of mid air and zoomed down as fast as he could. The keeper was swaying exaclty where he wanted him. Watching closely the keeper was moving towards the left hoop. Turning hard to the right Anthony threw the quaffle with all he had straight through the right hoop.

Another score for his team he turned back to celebrate.

[slytherin beater]

Cat had slept in late and now would be late to the quidditch match. It was Ravenclaw Vs. Slytherin. She ran out to the pitch and hopped onto her broom, lifting off the ground and up into to the air. It looked as if the Ravenclaws were dominating the field. Not good, she thought to herself.This was Cat's first game as slytherin beater and Cat had to admit she was a bit terrified she would mess up. "Sorry I'm Late!!" she called to her team mates. She looked around and waited for a bludger to come into view.

(Commentator)

Amber rushed into the match late, so much for being on time. Oh well she was sure she couldn't have missed much. She'd just go on as if she knew what had happened and focus on what was happening currently.

"Alright sorry I'm late, but lets focus on whats happening now. Oh and there goes Anthony toward the Slytherin hoops! He's going toward the left one, but it looks as though the keeper won't have that. Wait a minute, woah! He's just changed directions, now the quaffle is sailing toward the right hoop, and it's in! 10 points to Ravenclaw!"

She looked around to see what would happen next and saw Cat rush in late. At least she wasn't the only one who hadn't made it on time. "And here's Cat for the Slytherin team, but it seems that only her and Nancy are here. Where is the Slytherin team? They'd best get here quick because the Ravenclaw's aren't gonna show any mercy."

(Slytherin Seeker Co-Captain)

Raistlin entered the field. He knew he was late but he didn't care. He took his time.

He grabbed his broom mounted it and kicked the ground.

Raistlin gave a look at Rigby. He had saw her on the last game and he did not intended to fall for her tricks.

Things were looking pretty bad for Slytherins.

"If this keep like this we'll be smashed"

Raistlin started to search the field keeping an eye on the Ravenclaw team...

(Ravenclaw Chaser)

Celebrating the score Anthony saw that a few more Slytherins have made their way onto the pitch. Seeing this Anthony raced back to where the quaffle would be thrown back into play. His instincts in high gear as he urged his firebolt to go faster. The Ravens have started off extremely well and they would continue to apply the pressure. The wind was cool on his skin as it hit the sweat that poured off of his face. It was perfect. The pain from the bludger hit nearly gone from all the adrenaline. Though it wouldn't be so after the game ended and he was able to relax. But nevermind that it was time to play.

The quaffle was thrown back into play just as he got to it. Reaching out Anthony secured it and began making his way down the pitch. Jimmy and Rigby closed in on him as they all three beagn marching towards the goals.

{Ravenclaw Seeker}

Rigby flew close to Anthony, waiting for him to catch the quaffle. She kept one eye on Raistlin, and while he seemed to be searching it didn't appear that he had caught sight of the snitch. She would have to keep close tabs on the Slytherin seeker, he had a reputation as on of the fastest seekers at Hogwarts, well besides Rigby herself. Turning her attention back on Anthony, she saw him grab the quaffle. She paused breifly to check Jimmy's postition as well, this would only work if they moved in perfect unison. She nodded to show that she was ready and then she zoomed off, spiraling around Anthony as he flew straight towards Slytherin's goal hoops. Jimmy was also spiraling around Anthony, his job to beat off bludgers, hers to prevent chasers from stealing the quaffle from him. She was flying so fast that when one of the opposing chasers did bump into her she couldn't get a good look to see who it was. The slight hit barely slowed her down, but she had to increase her speed so that she and Jimmy wouldn't crash. Amazingly, the move was working, and Anthony was speeding onwards with no interruptions.

(Ravenclaw Beater)

Jimmy watched as Anthony started the offensive, grinning as Kate began corkscrewing around the chaser. This was a bit of an experimental play, they'd only tried it a few times before in practices, but he knew that they could pull it off. His team was the best, the brightest, and they were trained well. They knew how to work as a team, he and Lily had seen to that, and it would be needed for this. With a sharp lean forward, he gunned his broom towards the duo, falling into reverse sync with Kate as she spiralled. Whilst she was deterring incoming Chasers from trying to tackle, his job was to stop the bludgers. With his bat out, he pulled on the broomstick, turning and twisting around his Chaser, the occasional near miss with his Seeker just adding to the adrenaline thrill that he felt, finally being back in the game and up in the air. He spun wildly around the other man, bat held outwards like a talisman, ready to counter any threat that would come his way and waiting for the signal to begin the endgame.

(Ravenclaw Chaser)

With his teammates protecting him, Anthony didn't pay much attention to what was going on around them. His only focus was taking the quaffle and scoring for his team. Their speed picked up rather quickly as Rigby and Jimmy defended all that tried to intervene. Anthony couldn' help but plater a grin on his face. This teamwork was excellent. Closing in on the goals he shifted himself upright on his broom adjusting the quaffle in his hand. "I'm ready when you guys are!" he shouted.

Taking the quaffle and gesturing like he was gonna heave it towards the goal, Anthony wobbled a bit on his broom. It looked as if he had lost his balance. Throwing the quaffle high into the air Anthony couldn't keep his posture and proceded to fall off of his firebolt. Hoping this play would work all Anthony could do was pray he Rigby would get there to catch him in time.

(Ravenclaw Beater)

Anthony falling off of his broom was the signal, the Quaffle rising and rising higher and higher into the air. Jimmy had to act quickly, but luckily, providence was on his side this day. A bludger was incoming already, all he had to do was turn and...

THWACK!

The small, dark ball went sailing towards the larger one, striking it with a resounding noise that echoed throughout the stadium. The crowd, distracted by Anthony's dramatic fall suddenly picked up in clamour as the altered trajectory sent it curving gracefully towards the hoops, nearing it with every millisecond that went by, every heartbeat that pounded in his ears seeming like an eternity as he watched, holding his breath.

{Ravenclaw Seeker}

Rigby watched as Anthony fell from his broom, lobbing the quaffle up. She swooped beneath him and caught him on the wide part of her broom. He landed with a loud thud and Rigby winced in sympathy. She manuevered her broom slightly to the right so that Anthony could catch his broom as it fell towards them. Rigby glanced up in time to see Jimmy's well hit bludger collide with the quaffle, sending it through Slytherin's goal. She whistled loudly, impressed by the accuracy of his hits. For the first time since stepping on the pitch she felt overwhelming confindence that this was their game to win. The crowd seemed to agree as they chanted Ravenclaw's name over and over.

(Ravenclaw Beater)

"WOOOHOOO!!" Jimmy shouted, swinging his bat around his head as the ball went in and Anthony was safely caught by Kate. "Good work guys! RA RA RAVENCLAW!!"

Still grinning broadly, he helped Kate return Anthony to his broom, before slapping the Chaser heartily on the back and returning to his position for the restart,

(Slytherin Seeker and Co-Captain)

Raistlin was distracted by some thoughts and meanwhile Ravenclaw managed to socre again

"I need to focus!"

Raistlin shoot upwards!

(Slytherin Captain and Chaser)

Nancy sneered as she saw the action going on around her by the Ravenclaws. "Where are my teammates?" She shouted up to Raisty. "We are getting killed here."

She watched as Anthony scored and leaned her body down on her broom as far as it would go. She picked her speed up quickly and dashed off towards the middle of the pitch and waited for her keeper to throw the qauffle back in play. She spotted the free game ball and reached both hands out to grab it. She swung her broom around fast and headed towards the Ravenclaw hoops, the wind from her speed blowing her long blonde hair around her shoulders.

(Slytherin Seeker ans Co-Captain)

Raistlin saw Snapey return to action.

- GO snapey, go snapey!
said Raistlin in a funny tone then he remembered the other beaters team so he decided go near Snapey just in case....

(Slytherin Captain and Chaser)

Nancy continued her flight towards the Ravenclaw hoops. She smiled at raisty's chanting, cheering her on. She then dropped her altitude quickly and flew beside Raistlin. She scanned her surroundings with her emarald gaze, watching closely for bludgers. Jimmy was a mighty beater, and a bludger hit by him did quite serious damage to it's target. She cringed at the thought of it.

She then pulled up on her broom a bit, soaring slightly higher into the air. She continued flying at this level for a few moments and then tucked her body against her broom and leaned to one side, pulling hard to the left. She then began to twist in a corkscrew fashion, picking up speed as she darted towards the hoops. She slightly steered herself towards the center hoop and just as she was a few feet away from it she steadied herself on her broom, reached her hands out and threw the quaffle through the hoop as hard as she could. She smiled as she saw it go through and then turned around and met Raisty, high fiving him, a sly smirk on her red lips.

(Slytherin Seeker Co-Captain)

Raistlin high fived Snapey and show his tongue to the Ravenclaw team.

Raistlin was about to do a rude gesture when a glitering glimpse caught his attention. He dove to ground, there it was near the grass the golden snitch flying lazly.

(Ravenclaw Chaser)

Anthony watched with frustration as he saw Nancy grab the quaffle and make her way for a score. Shaking his head in frustration he made his way back to the middle of the pitch as their keepre tossed it back into play. Anthony reached up and caught the round red ball and secured it. Though the Slytherins had just scored his team had posession and were on the attack. Turning a 180 Anthony tucked the quaffle in tightly and began his move towards the Slytherin goals once again. Jimmy and Rigby coming his on his flanks to protect him once again.

The pride he felt playing with such people brough a warm smile to his lips. The teamwork and strategy were always top-notch and the drive and determination to win always apparent. Anthony's motices were clear, he had the quaffle racing down the pitch with haste, teammates protecting him. His only goal, was to score a goal.

(Ravenclaw Beater)

Jimmy cursed as Slytherin scored, his mouth forming into a tight line that suddenly turned into a grin as he saw Anthony grab the Quaffle straight away, already streaking up the pitch in a blur of blue and bronze. He whooped as he sped forward, forming up on his side in a tight synchronicity with his Chaser's flight path. This would require another burst of coordination to work, but he knew that they could pull it off once more.

{Ravenclaw Seeker}

Rigby joined Jimmy in defending Anthony from harm as the chaser made his catch and flew with his quaffle towards the the goals. She positioned her broom as close to Anthony as she could without interferring with his flying. Matching speeds, she kept hers eyes peeled for Slytherin players, since the air was now thick with them. The Ravenclaw Trio flew in tight formation, darkening the sky with their shadows. Rigby felt powerful and full of team spirit, she knew they had the ability to pull this play off as well.

(Ravenclaw Beater)

As they approached the Slytherin hoops, Jimmy chanced a look sideways at Kate, catching her eye.

"When I say, break off and fly straight at the Keeper!" He yelled over the roar of the wind, glancing forwards once more. "NOW!"

He broke off to one side, squeezing all the speed he could out of his broomstick as he shot ahead of Anthony, bearing down in a direct path with the Slytherin Keeper, looking as if they were going to collide...

{Ravenclaw Seeker}

Rigby sensed rather than saw Jimmy speed ahead of Anthony. Then she heard Jimmy yell the play out to her. Without missing a beat Rigby increased her own speed, following Jimmy towards the keeper. They would give the much needed distraction while Anthony took his shot on goal. Flying fast and true, she and Jimmy beared down on the Slytherin keeper. Her mouth stretched into a grin as she saw that their move was working. Out of the corner of her eye she saw that Raistlin appeared to have caught sight of something. The snitch, perhaps? Well, she would deal with him soon enough, she had a goal to help Anthony make, and she stayed on her path towards the opposing keeper.

Still zooming down not worried one bit about a bludger or oponnet chaser Anthony's eyes narrowed into slits. His target was nearing and the three were closing in on the goals fast. Nodding his head he told himself he would not miss. After all this was Ravenclaw quidditch. With Jimmy and Rigby both on each side he positioned the quaffle in his grasp preparing to score. Taking into account the wind and where the keeper was positioned Anthony watched closely for his oppurtunity.

Taking his time and aiming carefully, Anthony heaved the quaffle as hard and precise as he could. the pain shot down his arm from his broken collar bone. Slumping over in pain he hope his aim was good enough for a score,

(Ravenclaw Beater)

He couldn't help the roar of triumph as he watched the Quaffle sail through the Slytherin hoops once more, spinning around in the air before he arced around and high-fived Kate, the two of them having just managed to pull up before they became a three way mess on the floor.

"Good work!" He shouted as they resumed their positions. "Go Ravenclaw!"

(Commentator)

"Woah! This game is just so fast paced its hard to keep up! And Nancy scores, then Anthony scores twice! I'll repeat it, where is the Slytherin team? They are getting themselves in a bad ratio. A goal for every two goals? That's not gonna pay of any time." Amber said, as she woke up. She had dozed off and felt a bit bad about it, so she had the person next to her fill her in.

"And Go Ravenclaw indeed, I'd cheer for Slytherin too... but I think a 2 people vs 4 people game... right right It doesn't matter what I think. The Slytherin's might mysteriously and magically catch up... somehow... I'm not sure. Maybe they're whole team will get here, like in the next 2 minutes! Yeah I'll just shut up and watch the game now." She said turning back to the game, still in progress.

(Raistlin Seeker and Co-Captain)


Raistlin was listening to Amber's comments so he flew to the commentor's cabinet

He pointed his wand to amber and said

- I'm sure you don't wanna be cursed do you?

Without waiting for an aswer i got back to the game now looking for the snitch more fiercly than ever.

(Slytherin captain and chaser)

Nancy watched as the quick teamwork from the Ravenclaws scored them yet another goal. She flew over to Raistlin. "We need to get this team togather, we are getting smoked out here." She sneered and then turned her broom and dashed off into the middle of the pitch and waited for the quaffle to get thrown back into play.

As soon as Nancy spotted the quaffle she flew as fast as she could after it, reaching her arms outward and gripping her broom tightly between her legs, she leaned forward and grasped her fingers around the quaffle. SHe tucked it tightly under her left arm and then turned her broom around, heading towards the Ravenclaw side of the pitch.

(Slytherins reserve beater)


"Hey hey you you I dont like your girlfriend, no way no way I think you need a new one..." Jess sang as she danced onto the quidditch feild making an appearence for the beautiful people of HE. She grinned fealing at home, and mounted her broom. "...In a second youll be wrapped around my finger cause I can cause I can do it better.." She continued singing as she flew up. Totaly not using her hands. Her slytherin Cheer uniform- which she probably wasnt alowed to have since she heard they were actually having real cheerleaders was making an appearence on her after its long time in her trunk.

She left one headphone from her ipod in her ear and the other left dangling. She grinned and looked around. "I bet the ravenclaws missed me.." She said suddenly all business as she searched out her prey.

(Commentator)

Amber glared at Rai. "You can't threaten me like that! That's it I'm docking points!" she said, then paused as the professor next to her whispered in her ear. "What do you mean I can't dock points?!? Well that's not fair... Oh look Nancy's got the quaffle! She's headed down to the Ravenclaw side! Maybe they might score again!"

She said and watched as Jess walked unto the pitch."Jess isn't dead after all! And she's showed up for the match! Well this may even the playing field, which goodness knows the Slytherin's need!"

(slytherin reserve beater)

Jess glared at the evil commentor, and flew over to her-- "You didnt say my name right-- Its 'Goddess Jessica' she gave her the look "Say it right next time.." She said keeping a close eye on her team and smirked seeing Jimmy on the feild. "hmm... to hit him or not" she thought outloud and then whacked the closest bludger at him full force.

(Slytherin Chaser)

“I have arrived… late!” Jessie shouted as she ran out onto the pitch, her broom in her hand. Of course arriving late was no new news for Jessie, or anyone that knew her for that matter. She didn’t even remember a time she arrived to a quidditch game on time… oh well, she was there now and that’s what matters!

Looking around, she saw her twinny flying over head. “Twinny!!!” She called, and mounted her broom. She pushed of the ground and raced over to Nancy. “Good morning to you my dear twinny!” She said. Here eyes gazed over to the large red quaffle in her hands. “QUAFFLE-Y!!!” She called, “It’s been to long!” She laughed slightly at herself. “Twinny… may I?”