Group Quidditch Practise RPG

Once your practise spots have been asigned - you can RPG practise quidditch here.

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::Walks onto the quidditch pich, his keeper gloves in his hands as he awaits other people in the hope of a great practice::

:: Flys over on broom and waves, looking around for some of the other chasers::

::Is a commentator, clears throat in a very Umbridge-ish way::

"And snape is in the air! His fenomenal skills on the broom are amazing, and how he managed to...Did he just zip his pants with the gloves on? Way to go, severus snape!"

::Zooms into the air, bat in hand and starts practicing hitting tennis balls::

::Gasps for air, but quickly recovers, and clears throat again :shock: ::

"Herbie, the newbie, flies up in the air for the first time! She waves to a her grandmother and father, who is fiercly cheering her on, as she attempts to ride her new cleansweep eleven she just got for her birthday, and *shouts* she ducks for an extra-soft quidditch tennisball sent by none less than the keeper of slytherin, Severus snape!

Speaking of ducking and falling of brooms, DR DUCK is up, and off she goes! Ladies and gentlemens, may I intoduce to you, for the first time on a Racerrocket 2000, Miiiiiiss AMY DUCK!"

::Is still zooming around, hitting tennis balls::

"Hey, Herbie, will you throw some tennis balls at me so I can practice hitting them?"

"And herbie gives it a go! She actually tries to knock snape off his broom! She bends down over her broom, nearly falling, but she is gaining speed, it goes fast and faster, and she is closing in on him.. and he falls..And she falls.. Oh, god bless elfie. That spell must have saved both herbie's and snape's lives!"

*breathes*

"after that nasty almost- fall, both herbie and snape is back in the air! Oh my god, herbies grandmother- and father seems to have fainted! Elfie, would you help them?"

(Cill you are awesome)

:Walks on the Quidditch pitch, holding her broom. Look around nervously, jump on her broom and start to fly, suddenly feeling comfortable as she feels the wind on her face:

(is scared of big great quidditch pitch gulp)
::flys out of old batty broom::lol

Sterling who had just gotten out of the hospital wing from a exploding potioon flew into the air and went over by Herby to see whats hapened!

"DUCK WATCHOUT!!!!!!!!"

"And OH MY GOD , herbie - who has, so far, caused as much damage as Neville in a potions class, - has shot one of the extra -hard quidditch tennis balls on dr. duck's head! AND HERBIES GRANDPARENTS FAINTS AGAIN! Elfie, you better take care of them. I'll take dr duck"

::grabs umbrella and jumps down on the ground, falls, brushes herself off and then runs down to dr duck
after cill's miracle treatment, which constists of face - slapping and conjuring buckets of cold water, dr duck wakes up::


"She has returned to the living! *bows*"

::Signs autograph on colin creevey's shirt:: "Oh, it was nothing, Colin, I do this every day" ::forgets that sonorus is still on, and coughs so much her face gets red::

"I didn't mean it like that, I meant that if I would do this every day, it would be nothing! Oh, crap."

"Oh my God, what happened?"

::sits up and shakes head bewilderedly::

"One minute I was asking you to throw tennis balls at me...the next I'm here...."

:Marie, who was still flying, saw a ball hiting duckie and flew to the ground, where the unconscious duckie was now lying. She breathed of relief when she woke up:

"Duckie, you all right?"

::Pad looked around for the snitch. He could not see it. all he could see was duck lying on the ground. He then thought he saw some thing. he went zooming after it. The snitch flew up but Pad did not. He ramed right into the wall and fell to the ground::

:: Has been watching all of this and has been zoning out ::

"Somebody pass me the bloody ball!"

:Watch Padfoot as he fall on the ground:

"What the heck is happening today?:

"Herbie, one more person falling of their broom and you are out! Well, for two minutes, anyway! Haha, and if YOU fall, you'll be out, too! Passed out!"


::sucks in breath::

"and it seems like we've got ANOTHER person falling of their broom! apparently, PP was chasing a reflection of the sun! Poor PP.. Elfie, will you get that one, too? Yes, I know there's much, but it's herbies fault, not mine!"



::drinks some water and signs a photo of herself to the newly started cill-fanclub::


"And it seems like we have a new player at the pitch! May i present the second head of house, Raylees_12, also known as raybutt on the hpff chat! Aaaand, the game has started again! Someone throws a ball at ray, just like she asked, and she hits it, and it meets with..Oh my god, Herbie, go check on your granny!"

::wipes sweat off forehead::

"Oh good, elfie took care of that, too. But..Aren't those shoulderpads a little big? Yea, that helmet is good, she could probably use it.."

::Pad gets up back on his broom. Then he see the snitch. He goes after it...::

::clears throat and says in a deep 'you're doomed'-voice;::

"Herbie, did someone cast an obliviate spell on you? Two minutes!"


"And PP is back in the game again! Even though I think that collision with the wall hurt his head, he seems to be chasing after..Is that a bird he's chasing? Yes, it seems to be a bird! And it is terrified! Stop, PP, you're killing it!"






(haha, i'm glad you're laughing at me!)

"AAHHHHHHHHH Its a bird!"
::The bird is in pads hand::

You better get to the hospital wing, pads. Or I'll make you better agin! You saw what miracles I did with duck!

"Oh alright."

::Pad flys down with a huge bump on his head. He then falls off the broom and goes to the hospital wing::

"No maybe... Hey cill can you come over hear i need some help. i am hurt."

::Pad walkes over to cill::

::looks at PP's huge bump, which is beginning to look like a second head::

"hey, pads, if i hit your head hard enough, your bump won't show! *jumps when PP starts screaming at her* okay, okay, i'll just.. "

::conjures up a bucket of ice::

"Here you go, pads. Put your head into it!"


::dries pads head off, blows at his bump which now only looks like a mosquito bite, blows at it and puts a plaster on::

"there there, all better"


"and it seems like the cill-fanclub's member numbers has douled! photos will be signed AFTER the game. sorry!"

::Pad is sighing auto graphs. then roles his eyes. He walkes over to cill.::

"you want to sigh i am sooooo tired of sighing..."

"and the olycksfågel (that's swedish, don't try to understand it!) is on the pitch again! beware, all players! Oh, wise desicion, everyone! Just leave the pitch, don't risk your personal safety for a quidditch game! "


"Pads, I am already signing, I think I'm about to sprain my right hand wrist.. Why are you signing, anyway? Because you're preventing the asian virus by killing birds?"

::laughs, but stops as pads is starting to look mad. safety first!::

::Duck realises that she is, in fact, still in this Quidditch practise, and zooms up on her broom, randomly swinging her beaters bat around. By accident, she hit a fellow player, but who is it?::

::"Not again!" Pad cries as he falls to the ground.::

::'Nu-uu It just had a hard attack not my fault!!"::

::charmed runs out onto the pitch::

"Do you mind a fellow Hogwarts quidditch obsessive joining in this practise?"

Ilyria ran onto the pitch, broom in her hand as she felt the breeze swim past her long hair. She mounted her broom and set sail into the air.

Mandy waltzed onto the quidditch pitch right behind Ilyria. She wanted to practise her beater moves and she was told this was the best place to do it

Ilyria cheered. Another person finally on the practise pitch.

"I guess this is the place those who arnt on the team come" she laughed before flying over to Infari