23 Jan 2023, 22:26
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Edward still could not believe it. How did he make it to the Quidditch team as a first year? And even more stunning, as someone who sat on a broom for the first time only four months ago. He had signed up to the waitlist in December and got on the team only two days later. He was only second string but hey, he had not thought to get on the team for a few months.
And now he was even holding his own broom in his hands! A silver arrow, one of the best brooms he knew of. It had been a combination of team fund and a boost from his parents (of course he had instantly written them an owl when he got on the team and had wished to have a working mobile phone. Owls were just so slow compared to a call..)
He got the broom on tuesday and of course had tested it already a few times this week. With classes and homework, however, he never had enough time to do some serious practice. Now it was saturday and he had a lot of time. Right after breakfast, he took his broom and ran down to the training pitch.
It was snowing and freezing cold but he wanted to be prepared for his first match, even if he sat only on the bench. He had never played Quidditch and only watched the first match of the Ravenclaw team. It was an amazing game but would he be able to play it as well?
In flying classes they had learned all the basics of how to manoeuvre a broom and Edward had learned quickly. It was a lot of fun and he was glad to be quite good at the basics. "Still there is probably something I can improve. I really don't want to look like an idiot on the pitch."
He arrived at the pitch, which was covered in a thick layer of snow. Gladly, it had stopped snowing and now it was only cold. Edward wore a winter cloak, gloves, his ravenclaw scarf and a cap and hoped not to get sick. He mounted the broom and pushed himself into the air. "Whohoo", he screamed excitedly since he had not seen anyone else and he flew high into the air, made some turns and ignored the freezing wind in his face. The feeling of flying was just too rewarding to care about anything else.
To test the speed of the broom, he flew from one side to the field to the other, accelerating as fast as he could. "Wow, I can never ride a school broom again. How did I manage to fly them at all? They are so bad compared to this broom" he thought.
The more he flew, the warmer he got. "I didn't expect flying to be actually exhausting but hey, I'm not freezing anymore. What should I do next?"
Wondering, what he actually could do to practice for his role without any official balls, he flew a few fast round around the pitch in a circular path instead of the back and forth. He then continued to move up and down or in a zigzag motion.
He gained more confidence the more he flew and tried to go higher and higher and "What if I saw the snitch down at the ground from this height?" he thought and tried to move over just a bit more to semi-dive towards the ground but stopping this as he gained some speed, afraid to crush on the ground.
"Probably the snow would cushion a fall but better not trying it now."
As he was back on the ground to take a break, an idea struck his mind. He collected some snow and formed a few small balls to throw and catch. He threw the balls and tried to chase after them but white on white was too hard to see, even for his otherwise very good vision. He thought about coloring the snow but didn't see anything around with which to do it. He also didn't know any spells he could use.
Disappointed but also quite tired from the intensive training, he decided to stop and started to do some stretching, which he still remembered from his muggle school sports lessons.
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Alemayehu Ngeni Bekele #208020 |
25 Jan 2023, 11:28
Flying on silver
Flying On Silver
Sat, Jan. 07 | @Edward Foxe |
Saturday morning was Taisia's favourite. Although she loved classes, she loved her freedom even more. So she decided on her second day back from the holidays she'd go practice her quidditch reactions. Without another person practising for keeper was going to be hard, and she didn't want to bother anyone. She'd been waitlisted for keeper and finally, in December, she'd made the team as second-string. Taisia had been playing Quidditch since she could remember, and had always wanted to be a Keeper. She was good at catching and reacting. She grabbed her school broom, she had told her mum not to buy her anything unless she made first string, and with much reluctance, her mum had agreed.
Heading out so early felt nice and the Ravenclaw wondered why on earth she had never come outside this early! It was so nice. She was pretty bundled up in her Ravenclaw gear, and all you could see was her face. She realised that she wasn't the only person on the pitch when a blur on a broom zoomed past her. The person dismounted and Taisia felt her heart start beating. Surely they weren't coming towards her!?
She was relieved when they didn't.
She swallowed hard, and walked over to the person, discovering he was a Ravenclaw boy. Despite the school having been in session since September, she had never talked to this boy. And right now she was wishing she hadn't approached him. He looked at her and she saw his eyes. They weren't just green, they were glimmering emeralds and his hair was coloured like a shimmering fire opal. She was appalled at her own thoughts, wondering why on earth she was comparing his looks with gems of all things! If her cheeks hadn't already turned red in the cold air, they were now. Why, oh why was this happening to her?
And more importantly, what on earth was it!?
Taisia urged herself to speak, but couldn't. She racked her brains. How was one supposed to greet another?
Then it hit her. Not the greeting. She was still stuck on that bit. But her big fat crush had. Oh my god. What would Althea say? More importantly, what would... Edward say? Was she even supposed to tell him? Maybe she should've listened to her sister more. The poor girl did not expect something like this so young!
It was best to keep this... crush to herself until she could owl Althea and ask her for help. In the meantime, hopefully he would start the conversation.
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26 Jan 2023, 23:06
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Edward finished his first stretching exercise, in which he was bent forward and in turns touched his feet with his left and right hand. As he stood upright again, he noticed a girl standing at the side of the pitch. She stared at him and their eyes met as he looked at her. In that moment, a ray of sunshine broke through the clouds and lit her grey-blue eyes, which started shimmering in a variety of lighter and darker tints of blue. Edward could only stare back, his head suddenly empty and a weird tickling feeling was emerging in his stomach. He had felt it before but he didn't remember when. It was a weird but also nice feeling.
A cloud covered the sun again and the moment was gone. It had only lasted a few seconds. Edward was suddenly self-conscious. How long has she been standing there already? Have I made a fool of myself? Did she see me stretch? Oh no. That probably looked completely weird. He looked down as his thoughts were swirling around whether he made a fool of himself.
When the girl didn't say anything for a few minutes, he got even more nervous and looked back up. He noticed her pink lips. Weren't they yellow before? Then he remembered, where he had seen her again. She was also on the Quidditch team if he remembered correctly. She got to the team only a few days after him. He swallowed to moisten his dried out mouth and found his voice again.
"Hi, I'm cold." he said and smiled, then noticed that his thoughts got mixed and felt his face getting hot. He hoped, she didn't notice. Shoot! Really, Edward? What are you saying there, you idiot!
"I mean, I'm Edward. Hi. You are also on the Quidditch team, aren't you? I saw a notice in the locker room." he quickly added to distract from the slip of his tongue.
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30 Jan 2023, 08:18
Flying on silver
Flying On Silver
Jan. 7 | @Edward Foxe |
Oh no. Her lipstick. She had got to stop wearing it in situations where she would meet cute boys! Then again she hadn't expected to see anyone this morning. She brought her fingers to her lips, knowing it was pointless. They would be a crazy pink colour by now. She tried to look at her lips and while doing so noticed her jumper had wrinkled at the bottom. She tried to discreetly smooth it out and failed.
He spoke. Hi. That was it! That was the word she wanted! Something about cold? Then he corrected himself by introducing him as Edward. He asked her if she was on the team with him and she replied with a simple, "Yep!"
She should probably say something substantial.
"Hey- uh, Edward... I'm Taisia. I'm the second string keeper."
She smiled to herself at her role, knowing she might not get to play for a little bit. But it was all worthwhile when she realised he was the second string seeker and they would be together on the bench!
"Um-"
She broke off when she realised she was too nervous to form a thought in her mind.
"So, what exactly was that that you were just doing?"
She asked, referring to his stretching.
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30 Jan 2023, 20:52
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When Taisia replied with only 'Yep' to his question, an awkward silence developed. Edward looked to the ground and ran his hand through his hair. He was relieved when Taisia finally continued and introduced herself. Taisia. What a beautiful name. he thought and was confused right away. Why would he think about a name as beautiful? His heart started beating faster and he suddenly remembered when he had felt like this before. It was on his 10th birthday, when they had a new girl at class. That day, he also had encountered his first magic and he got a grip of the book 'How to talk to girls'. Oh oh. I think I have a crush on her. Hopefully, she doesn't notice.
She also told him that she got second string keeper. So he had remembered correctly that she had joined that team as well. Then after a short break, she asked him what he had been doing.
Oh no. So she had seen me doing my stretches. Had she already watched before? Her question sounded kind of skeptical. Probably I had looked like a fool. Edward was suddenly self-conscious again and blushed.
"Uhmm.. I was.. I was practicing for the next match." he started and realized that he should still make sure to clarify the stretching part. "Or did you mean the stretching? I heard that it's recommended to do this after sports. Like for the muscles, you know?" He probably sounded like a weakling, needing to stretch after sports.
He quickly continued to distract from the stretching again: So, you also wanted to do some practice?" and right away thought: Of course, she does. Why else should she be here?
"I just finished. So, you can have the pitch." He shrugged and waved towards the pitch. Damn. Now that kind of ended your conversation. And I can not just stay here and watch. That would be awkward..... But mhh, how do you practice for keeper on your own? Maybe I can offer my help but do it casually he thought to himself.
So he added: "Uhm, do you have a training partner? I mean, for keeper practice.." he paused and shrugged. "If you need help, I could try?"
He tried not to sound too hopeful and excited and rather let it sound casual.
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Alemayehu Ngeni Bekele #208020 |
2 Feb 2023, 09:12
Flying on silver
Flying On Silver
Jan. 07 | @Edward Foxe |
He was practising for the next match? By doing that? Edward went on to explain himself, saying he was stretching. Taisia pictured the foreign move. She had never heard anything about stretching before, but what did she know? Maybe it was something seekers specifically did?
Edward asked her if she was out to train and mentioned that he was almost done and she could now have the pitch. She hadn't even noticed his slip-up. Taisia racked her brains, thinking of a way she could get him to stay. Even though she wanted to sprint up to the Owlery and owl Althea about what she suspected was a crush, it would look weird of her to come down here with her broom, talk to him and leave. Plus, she would end up with more details for her older sister to diagnose. Although she didn't think it, it appeared Edward wanted them to hang out too. His offer to be her training partner was perfect.
Taisia accepted and kicked off, showing off her flying skills, though she doubted Edward would be impressed. She zoomed down to one end, in and out of the hoops and back to the other. A quick glance at his face told her everything she needed to know.
"So, what exactly are we going to do? We should probably grab a quaffle and you can shoot at me?"
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2 Feb 2023, 23:24
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Edward felt her skeptical look on him during his stretching explanation and was glad she didn't ask any further questions. He made a mental note to himself to not stretch again. They were wizards after all. Probably there was some magic against muscle soreness.
Edward was very delighted that she accepted his offer to train together. Then she grabbed her broom and off she was. Wow! Ed watched her with amazement. She flew across the pitch fast and skilful, circled the hoops, flew through them and stopped in mid air to ask him what to do. Her words tore him out of his thoughts. He had probably stood there his mouth wide open, so he closed it and hurried to the box of balls he took from the locker room. He had not needed it himself but now he took out a quaffle and jumped on his own broom.
He still wasn't used to the ball. It was so much unlike any muggle ball. It wasn't a full sphere but had circular indentations. This made the ball very grippy but it was also enchanted for better grip according to the quidditch book he had read.
"Okay, I brought a quaffle and will try to throw it through the hoops then."
He flew towards her and aimed for the middle hoop. Of course, the quaffle lost speed before it even reached Taisia in front of the hoops. Shoot. That's harder than I thought. He shouted an excuse and dived after the quaffle, which was slowly falling to the ground.
He tried again, this time he got a bit closer and put more power into the ball. It flew to the left hoop. Probably still too easy for her, he thought and watched her.
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4 Feb 2023, 22:19
Flying on silver
Flying on Silver
Jan 07 | @Edward Foxe |
Without saying a word, Edward closed his mouth and ran off. Confused, Taisia realised he had actually just run over to where one of the boxes of Quidditch balls were and grabbed the Quaffle. The red ball held so many memories- her first time picking it up as a 3 year old (it had been too heavy for her to lift when she was younger), trying to score goals against her-. Father. All of her memories had that man in them. When Edward said he would try and throw the Quaffle through the hoop and flew off, she took a moment to collect herself. Trying not to think about him, she pushed off after the seeker.
Taisia saw how far ahead Edward was and wondered if her lower-class school broom would even make it. Maybe she should've let her mum buy her that broom. Was her school broom impressive enough against his silver arrow?
She reached the goal posts after him and took her place on her broom, ready to dive. Taisia giggled as Edward chased after quaffle after his first shot. His experience was to be expected after all though, he was a seeker, not a chaser.
His next shot went to the left hoop, and Taisia quickly dived over to catch it, before lobbing it back to him. Each shot he took, she would dive quickly for whichever hoop he was shooting at. She couldn't allow herself to mess up in front of him.
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11 Feb 2023, 02:27
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Edward tried really hard to score a goal but Taisia was impressively good at catching them all. Even though she only had a school broom, she dived for all of the balls he threw. Either he was really bad or she was really good. Edward enjoyed the training very much, however.
After some time though he noticed that he was getting tired and when his stomach made a loud grumbling sound, he remembered that he had only had breakfast and that seemed to be hours ago.
When he then threw the last quaffle a few metres far from the post, he accepted that it was of no use to continue the training. He steered his broom closer to Taisia. "What do you think? Should we call it a day? I'm starving." As if on command, his stomach made another grumbling noise. This time he was close enough that Taisia might have heard it, he thought and blushed. "But it was a lot of fun. We could repeat that if you like." He really hoped to see her again. Like outside of classes and Quidditch team practices and games. But he also didn't want to seem intrusive. But suggesting another training session should be okay, he hoped.
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Reducio OOC comment That would be my last post here. If you don't want to post again, I can also add a last sentence that they go back to the school. Concerning the valentine's ball asking out I suppose to do a very short RP in the corridors maybe and I let Ed having overheard a conversation from you and then casually bump into you and ask you out? |
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