31 Jan 2024, 13:22
Kicks & Giggles
It's been too long. Far, far too long, in fact. Almost half a year without playing some footy. Criminal. Used to be every day, during the summer. Every day after school during term time. Alas, Hogwarts wasn't the same. And despite he would never admit it to his dad, flying and Quidditch had taken over his passion for football. Not completely, but the shift in interests were undeniable.
And yet, here he stood, in a secluded and flat enough spot on the grounds. Waiting for his... friend? Acquaintance? Whatever— Zach. Sure, Harley could've just had some practice by himself, but he always found it more fun with others. So he sent an owl asking Zach if he wanted to come play a little, with a rough location along with it. Unsure if he even liked the sport, but Zach was the only muggle-born Harley knew.
He dropped his bag, landing on the grass with a soft thud, as he bent down to unpack his football. Funny. Harley always thought this ball would be his solace during his time at Hogwarts. But drawing took mantle over that. He held the ball, tracing his fingers along the pentagonal patterns. So many memories tied to it. That one time he slipped face first in the mud trying to score a goal. Or when Jacob accidentally kicked it at an old lady's front door; she was not happy. Those were fun times.
Crazy how things've changed since, he reminisced. His attention snapping back to reality as the chilly winter wind ruffled his dark-blonde locks. He dropped the ball, kicking it back up lightly with his foot, then his knee and foot again. Keep-ups were always his favourite to pass time with, so why not now for old times sake while he waited for Zach to get here? Besides, he wanted to see if he still had it.
Notes:
He speaks with a strong Yorkshire accent & dialect... You have been warned.
He speaks with a strong Yorkshire accent & dialect... You have been warned.
15 Mar 2024, 10:58
Kicks & Giggles
+ Robe of Warmth in Effect
- Wand
- Wizard Camera (filled with film)
- Tyty (Zach's typewriter)
- Papers
- Diary
- Black Quill
- Ink
- Potions
Reducio
- Murtlap Essence
- Antidote to Common Poisons
- Bruise Removal Paste
- Burn Healing Paste
December 28th, 2024
After LunchIt was very cold outside. Most people would choose to be lazy in their bed, especially on the weekend. Zach was one of those people. The lad lay on his bed with thick blankets covering him. He was there for a few minutes in silence. Earlier, he received an owl from Harley — a first-year from Hufflepuff whom he met in the fall at the Great Lake — asking Zach to join him in playing football. He was considering whether he wanted to do it or not. The truth was, Zach had never played that sport before. The only muggle sport he had played were running and ballroom dancing.
"You looked weak, kiddo," the sound of his grandpa rang in his head. It was what his grandpa had said when they met during the last Christmas holiday. Zach threw his comfy blanket in anger when he remembered that memory. "Fine! I'll do it!" He jumped out of his bed and changed his clothes. He didn't forget to wear his robe of warmth. Grabbing his satchel, he went outside the room to the ground where Harley was already waiting for him. Zach could see that he was already playing with the ball.
He put his satchel near the Harley's bag and joined him. "I'm sorry. Did I make you wait for too long?" Zach looked at the ball under Harley's foot. "I... Uh... have never played football before," he smiled at the blonde boy with his signature awkward smile. "So please bear with my lack of skill." What skill? No one would say that he had any skill for even kicking the ball.Interacting with @Harley Jukes
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