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 Posted: Tue Mar 08, 2011 6:21 pm
Alex sighed "well maybe, she hit her head pretty hard though, but she'll be fine after she goes to the infirmary" Alex said smirking
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2011 10:54 am
Amelia Frances
 Walking down with Ginelle, Amelia forgot her apprehension of going on the field again. Though she had her wand, she had every intention of it staying in her pocket. There wouldn't be any mistakes today. As they neared the field, she separated from her new friend, letting her head for the changing room where the school brooms were located as she went up, climbing the bleachers to find a spot on the empty rows.
First Year Ravenclaw
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2011 4:25 pm
'You might belong in Gryffindor, Where dwell the brave at heart, Their daring, nerve, and chivalry Set Gryffindors apart;' . Thinking . . Speaking . . Action .
Ginelle waved Amelia good bye as she headed to the changing rooms. She walked inside, pulled out an old school broom (She had been using one that was relatively unused, because she wanted to get the sense that she was on an actual broom.) Ginelle came back out and watched her friend out on the bleachers. She climbed onto her broom, and then kicked off of the ground. At first, she started to do laps, but then she decided that Amelia couldn't have been having very much fun. So, she decided to fly over to Amelia on the stands. She stayed on her broom, but got relatively close to her. "Have you ever tried flying before? Ginelle asked. If she hadn't, she was going to flip out. But then again, Ginelle hadn't remembered being on a broom except from when she was two years old. Those memories came flying back (haha...) as soon as her mom told her she wasa wizard.
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2011 4:33 pm
Amelia Frances
Amelia's blush was answer enough. Her head lowered, hair falling over her face as she murmured, "No..." Her head popped back up as she started to defend herself, "I'm gonna take the Flying class--and I can fly a plane; my dad's a pilot." Carefully she searched her face, to see if either of those facts impressed her. Her mom was muggle born right? Besides, it had to be harder to fly a plane than a broom, right?
First Year Ravenclaw
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Sparrow Puppy Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2011 5:02 pm
 Gryffindor Prefect
Sparrow----Gryffindor ----3rdyear
Gryffinclaw Quidditch Captain
And Seeker
Sparrow walked onto the pitch broom in hand happy to be back. She had taken a couple days rest after the incident, but that was all behind her. She was ready to get back to training. Nothing would stop her now.
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2011 5:15 pm
'You might belong in Gryffindor, Where dwell the brave at heart, Their daring, nerve, and chivalry Set Gryffindors apart;' . Thinking . . Speaking . . Action .
Ginelle's eyes widened for a moment, and she nodded. "I've never actually been in a plane. My mom is a Psychiatrist slash therapist, and my step-dad is a photographer, so my parent's don't do anything very... special." The more she thought about it, the more she realized how true it was. Her mom and step dad were never all that special. She wished that she knew her dad more than she had. Two and a half years wasn't enough for her. "I'm going to teach you how to fly on a broom." Ginelle pointed her wand towards the changing room and said "Accio Broom!" When the broom got there, she handed it to Amelia, and said "Meet me down at the bottom of the field. I'll help you get started!"
As Ginelle flew down towards the ground, she saw Sparrow walk out onto the pitch. Ginelle flew down to her, wanting to wish her a full recovery, and wanted to see how she was. It was, then again, Sparrow who got her on the team to begin with. There was no way that she could be evade the whole thing. "Hey, Sparrow. How are you doing after the spell mishap?
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2011 5:20 pm
Alex walked over to Sparrow and Ginelle, she noticed that Ginelle had one of the crappy broomsticks though this one seemed slightly better than the rest though not by much so Alex decided to do a nice thing "hey Ginelle, like your a new chaser you should see how it feels to ride a fast broom so you can borrow mine for today, its pretty much new, no scratches and now twigs popped out so you can use it of you wan just make sure you don't damage it, please but its only if you want to, you can say no if you please" Alex said smirking holding out her broom
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2011 5:25 pm
Gryffindor Prefect
Sparrow----Gryffindor ----3rdyear
Gryffinclaw Quidditch Captain
And Seeker
Sparrow grinned and Ginelle and said, "I'm good as new thanks!" and when Alex offered Ginelle her broom sparrow thought to herself 'Darn and here I wanted the broom i got her to be the first racing broom she rode!' She hoped it would come soon. She continued and said, "Nothing can keep me away from the pitch for long." She continued to grin.
((pointy points at her post in the Great hall))
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Sparrow Puppy Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2011 6:26 pm
(oh my god Sparrow! im sorry! i didnt know, if you want i can delete my post)
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2011 6:31 pm
'You might belong in Gryffindor, Where dwell the brave at heart, Their daring, nerve, and chivalry Set Gryffindors apart;' . Thinking . . Speaking . . Action .
Ginelle smiled to Alex and was very surprised that she was offering her a nice broom to ride on. But, she declined. "I would be afraid to ruin it. I really appreciate the offer though. Thanks." She looked over to Sparrow and nodded to her about her determination to stay on the pitch as much as possible. "I'm glad you're better!" Ginelle said as she waited for Amelia to get down onto the pitch. It was very possible that she didn't want to learn how to fly yet, but if she declined, Ginelle would show her how much fun it was, and then if she still declined, she would just take no for an answer, and let her find out how great it was during flying lessons.
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2011 7:06 pm
Alex smiled "as you wish" She said, she then mounted her broom and flew to the other side of the field with amazing speed, she grabbed a Quaffle and enchanted it to try to make itself in the post she then flew over to the post and then the Quaffle started coming at her with great speed but she blocked it, she did it over and over again she had only missed it once but she had caught it the other times perfectly
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Posted: Thu Mar 10, 2011 12:12 pm
Amelia Frances
Amelia wasn't about to deny this opportunity. Rushing from the bleachers, she made it to the field quickly, unable to keep the huge grin off her face. She was surprised, but pleased to see Sparrow up and flying. Trusting that she was smart enough not to push herself too early, she took it as a sign that she was fully healed. It amazed her how much help magic could be.
Once on the soft grass of the field, Amelia felt a little out of place. It wasn't going to be anything like true flying, with the technology of the plane compensating for mistakes. Still, she wasn't going to let a little apprehension keep her off that broom. She now knew even if she fell off, she'd be able to be healed quickly, so she was safe. She looked over at Ginelle, using the time she had to wait to keep herself calm.
First Year Ravenclaw
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Posted: Thu Mar 10, 2011 12:30 pm
'You might belong in Gryffindor, Where dwell the brave at heart, Their daring, nerve, and chivalry Set Gryffindors apart;' . Thinking . . Speaking . . Action .
Ginelle, deciding to put her old school broom down, pulled out her wand and waved it towards the changing room. "Accio new broom!" Her brand new broom came zooming out of the changing room, and her old one was cast aside. "Sparrow got it for me. It's really nice... Now! First things first. Put your broom on the ground and do exactly as I do." Ginelle set her broom down and put her hand over the broom. Then, she said with a good amount of force, the word "Up!" The broom shot up into her hand.
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Posted: Fri Mar 11, 2011 6:39 am
Amelia Frances
Amelia stared as the broom came shooting towards her. Accio. That would be an interesting spell to know. To her untrained eye, the new broom looked stunning. "Don't you wanna try it out first? I'll wait." She was willing to wait simply because she wanted to see the broom in action. She knew once she was on a broom she wouldn't be able to pay attention to Ginelle doing tricks or anything of the like. Stepping to the side of the broom, Amelia held her hand out over it. In a polite voice she asked, "Up, please" Which merely caused the handle to raise a few inches, possibly more but the end refused to move. Changing her tone into a stern one, rarely used by one her age she commanded, "Up!" To which it rose quickly--too quickly in fact, it hit her open palm hard enough to hurt before she wrapped her fingers about it. "Just takes a firm tone like my baby sister, Leslie." She told no one in particular as she nodded to herself.
First Year Ravenclaw e
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2011 6:41 pm
'You might belong in Gryffindor, Where dwell the brave at heart, Their daring, nerve, and chivalry Set Gryffindors apart;' . Thinking . . Speaking . . Action .
Ginelle laughed a little, and mounted her broom. "Mount your broom just like this, and then follow my steps." She kicked off the ground, hovered for a moment, and then came back down slowly. She was hardly a foot off the ground. If she let her legs go down, she would have touched the ground with the balls of her feet. "So what you are doing is kicking yourself off the ground, hovering, and then coming back down. It's a lot simpler than it sounds, but it's a bit more challenging than it looks."
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