@RumikoOhara



Quidditch. Well...as long as she didn't have to be one of the people trying to ride a broom, she could enjoy watching the sport enough. After all, not everyone played the game by the books and sometimes it could get rather interesting, though of course the flying coach was always on hand to break up any disagreements over score or who had or hadn't cheated, before it got too serious.

Nodding her agreement, Melanie began to head off down to the Quidditch playing field. "Sure, we'd better hurry if you want any hope of finding somewhere to sit, though. The whole school will be heading down that way soon."

@Classpet



Mike had half a mind to get his revenge right there and then, his fingers felt his wand through his robes and he shot a considering look at the back of Oliver's head as he thought which spell he'd use to get revenge, but eventually he decided to get his vengeance later, when it was least expected. Until then, he'd pretend he hadn't screamed obscenities in a high-pitched girlish voice as he fell to his potential death. "Ugh, you are so dead." He muttered, standing on his own and brushing past him as he strode towards the Forbidden Forest and the crowd of Gryffindors.

@The Elvenqueen




Megan smiled an said
"Certinly, I'd hate to share your company among the common riff raf"

Meg laughs softly while looking into Melanie's eyes then leads the way dow to the Quidditch field.

As the two girls walk along other students behind them or walking in the opposite direction notice a beautiful ghost shadowing them. Aunt Livonia while respecting Megan's wishes cannot help but be curious about the blonde Slytherin knowing as she does little about her outside of her house affiliation.

Soon they are on the path to the various towers and Meg motions towards the one used normally by teacher and staff during matches and by young lovers of opposing houses who wish to meet on neutral ground

@RumikoOhara



The gesture did not go unnoticed, the Slytherin girl nodding and changing direction to climb the steps up into the tower Meg had pointed out, it was relatively unoccupied and finding space for the two of them to sit together was relatively easy. A few times out of the corner of her eye Melanie thought she had seen the ghost shadowing Megan and she had to admit it unsettled her somewhat but she didn't want to mention it for fear that it was a simple trick of the eyes and that she would end up looking like a fool in front of Megan so she simply kept her mouth shut and tried to ignore it, folding her hands in her lap she turned to face the Ravenclaw as Meg joined her.

"So, uh..." she cleared her throat awkwardly as she fumbled for words, starting conversations had never been her strong point. "I must admit I'm not usually one for Quidditch; I don't think I've ever seen you play either?"

@The Elvenqueen




Meg giggled softly her bright eyes never leaving Melanie's then said

"Me play Quidditch?

Too masculine for me; I prefer gymnastics to bashing my brains out with bluddger or tumble on the turf.

I thought this might be a nice spot to chat."

Using slight of hand Megan produces an odd little box seemingly out of thin air without the aid of a wand. Then pressing a button on the top causes the item to unfold like a flower to reveal a rose pink tea for two set that is decorated in cute pastel bats.

"I thought I'd offer you a spot after asking you to walk to the pitch; would you join me?"

Megan worries a little that she might be laying it on a bit thick but can't help but resort to using it to fill the void she seems to experience in conversational skill.

@Ceta de Cloyes
Oliver laughed as the other boy pushed past him, "Gee, no need to thank me, no no it's okay I jump out windows all the time." He joked, only half seriously. He really had jumped out of a window a few more times than he'd like, but it was easier to laugh about it than admit that he had an issue. Not that he had issues he reassured himself.

He jogged to catch up to Mike, looking ahead to Bellfree and the trolls. Two of the monsters had chased the teacher into the forest, while one had been distracted by the students and was now being bombarded with spells and charms. Bellfree was definitely yelling something, though his words were impossible to make out over the slew of spells being yelled and the sounds of the monsters.

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@RumikoOhara@Draconequis@Always@The Elvenqueen@thehangedman@josephb
After a few minuets the quiditch pit started gaining students. At least twenty kids from each house was present, more than half holding a broom.

The captains of each house, except for Griffondor stood around in a circle. A Hufflepuff with short brown bob stood in among them, waving her hands wildly in the air, trying to garner everyone's attention. After a few minuets of struggling the tall dark slytherin captain put his hand on his shoulder, spoke a few words to her, and in a much more assertive and respectful manner announced that tryouts were about to begin. Everyone was to stand in a group with their house mates, and their team captain would take it from there.

@RumikoOhara@Classpet



Melanie didn't bother to hide her admiration of Meg's transfiguration skills. It was a subject that stumped her personally and she had always been impressed by the Ravenclaw's skill in the subject though she never would have considered approaching her directly about it before.
"I have the feeling that refusal on my part would be somewhat foolish, no?" she quirked an eyebrow at the Ravenclaw as she joined her in the seats, momentarily distracted by the captains' speeches. The absence of the Gryffindor captain did not pass her notice.

Her brow furrowed.
"Hey, what happened to the Gryffindor captain?" she vocalised her confusion wondering if Megan had noticed it as well.

It didn't take long for Mike to come up with a plan of attack, Trolls were stupid creatures, but they knew how to wield simple tools, such as clubs. Luckily, only the Trolls were magic resistant. "Deletrius!" He shouted, sending a red curse flying through the air and disintegrating it's weapon into dust. "Wingardium Leviosa!" A large rock came hurtling from the hill and smashed into the back of the Troll's head.

He was impressed with himself, he'd have expected himself to be scared out of his mind, but he was carrying a wand. Perhaps the biggest help to any fear he might have had at the situation was reduced by Olliver scaring half his life off by pushing him out a window, as well as the distance between him and the Troll. For now he was ignoring the other two, the Professor could handle them, or if not then it wasn't like he could help until he'd dealt with the first one.

@The Elvenqueen




" Ah , mais de tes lèvres douces seraient une centaine de flèches voler à percer mon coeur" says Megan with a pout which quickly becomes a playful smile

Turning to the Quidditch field Megan blinks in mild embarrassment
"Did he just apport or was he already missing?"

She turns back to Melanie with a caught napping expression
"Honestly your presence has been my sole focus and I wasn't really paying attention"

@RumikoOhara



The Slytherin smirked in amusement and quirked her head to one side as she studied Meg for a moment. "I do believe he has yet to turn up at all, for whatever reason. Maybe he overslept or got lost on some ridiculous errand he decided to partake in under the notion that the rest of us would attribute it to 'Gryffindor bravery'." she smirked at her own joke, her features brightening into an apologetic smile in return. "Well then, I apologise. I had no idea that I could be so distracting."

@The Elvenqueen



Megan is delighted to discover that she didn't miss someone actually disappearing for unexplained reasons which for someone aspiring to be a journalist would suggest a lack of dedication.

She pours hot water over the tea leaves then says replied
"Yes you are a distraction and a wonderful one at that. You cause me to be spun by poetic thoughts among others and I wish to know why.

I believe in being honest in my emotions and must admit that you fill me with a longing I've not felt for another. I know many would think my being so direct odd but I don't care.

I dream of watching you laying by the beach in Nice as the waves gently lap the shore. Of how your arms round me under a moon lit sky might bring me comfort or your smile make me drunk with joy.

I must sound either balmy or truly mad and if that is true then it is a welcomed affliction.

I would say I hope my words haven't frightened you but can't imagine much that could.

Megan blushes when she realizes that her father's cursed Muse and penchant for flowered verse has slipped past her lips. To make matters worse her Aunt Liv will repeat every word to her later adding little barbs and speaking about self control.

(FYI Megan's dad is well know in magical circles as a romantic poet)

@RumikoOhara



The Slytherin turned her head slightly in an attempt to hide the faint flush of colour in her cheeks. She managed a nervous laugh, glancing at Meg out of the corner of her eye.
"Frighten me? Of course not, I may not. In fact it was rather lovely, you have quite a talent with words, it would seem." she complimented.

@Ceta de Cloyes
Bellfree looks stricken as the club is destroyed in the trolls hand and it is hit with the rock. It gives a throaty gurgle before looking at it's hands in confusion. He looks over to the two Hufflepuffs in distress, but there are two more trolls around him and one back by the other students. "Go back to class, I can handle this!" the teacher yelled, waving them away. A different trolls club swung down, crashing into the ground just beside the professor.
With a shout birds erupted from the end of his wand, bulleting into the troll.

A barely visible hand gave Mike a pat on the shoulder. "Wish me luck," chimed the disembodied voice of Oliver. While the professor had been shooing them away he'd cast his disillusionment charm, and now was only a faint shimmering outline.

Once he was a few feet away he was impossible to see. Rocks seemed to pick themselves up and launch toward the troll in a path from where Mike was standing forward.

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@RumikoOhara@Draconequis@Always@The Elvenqueen@thehangedman@josephb

The hufflepuff girl announces herself to the Griffondors as Brynn and tells everyone the basic run down. Quite a few people don't want to listen until she explains that everyone who was on the team the year before graduated or didn't show up. She was going to be this years announcer so she figured she'd help out. Proffers or Bellfree was supposed to be here but she thinks his class might be running late, or maybe somebody got injured on the first day. The explanation quells everyone and after she's done re-briefing on the rules and mechanics of the game the Griffondors set to practicing.