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Post by Griffin Black on Mar 1, 2010 22:00:41 GMT -6
Griffin walked next to Pansy. "Mission? Oh please fill me in," he said grinning.
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Mar 1, 2010 22:02:27 GMT -6
"That Mudblood that changed my hair is down at the pitch with her friends," she said still walking.
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Post by Griffin Black on Mar 1, 2010 22:04:44 GMT -6
Griffin laughed quietly to himself. "So what do you have in store for her?"
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Mar 1, 2010 22:06:45 GMT -6
Pansy stopped outside of the pitch. "I don't know yet but Quidditch is a dangerous sport and the pitch is supposed to be locked at this time of night. Let's go."
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Post by Griffin Black on Mar 1, 2010 22:09:30 GMT -6
Griffin looked at Pansy, not sure what she was planning but followed her anyways.
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Post by eden on Mar 2, 2010 17:06:25 GMT -6
It was chilly, but Mildmay didn't turn back inside. The cool weather would keep most of the students inside, which he planned to take advantage of.
He looked towards the quiddich pitch for a moment, then turned in the direction on the lake.
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Post by Theodore Nott on Mar 3, 2010 16:00:11 GMT -6
Theo walked with the girls out to the grounds and mounted his broom hovering a little. "Lydia you set the terms."
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Post by Lydia Evans on Mar 3, 2010 16:03:00 GMT -6
She thought to herself. "Hmm...First one to reach the Whomping Willow, though carefully, and back wins." She smiled.
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Mar 3, 2010 16:03:08 GMT -6
Pansy cast a cushioning spell and sat on the ground.
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Post by Theodore Nott on Mar 3, 2010 16:05:11 GMT -6
He smirked. "That's fair. Pansy you are the judge, all right? Tell us when to go." He cracked his neck and sent Lydia a wink before focusing on the race.
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Post by Lydia Evans on Mar 3, 2010 16:05:57 GMT -6
Lydia mounted her broom smiling back with a teasing sort of smugness.
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Mar 3, 2010 16:07:05 GMT -6
Pansy looked at the pair and let out a laugh. "Go!" she said as she sat back on her elbows.
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Post by Lydia Evans on Mar 3, 2010 16:08:24 GMT -6
Once she heard the word Lydia kicked off from the ground hard and leaned forward. She kept low to stay aerodynamic.
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Post by Theodore Nott on Mar 3, 2010 16:10:05 GMT -6
Theo smiled and took off heading in the direction of the Whomping Willow, picking up more and more speed.
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Post by Lydia Evans on Mar 3, 2010 16:16:20 GMT -6
Lydia continued to pick up speed though not forgetting to enjoy the feeling of flying.
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