Post by Josephine Bowman S7 on Jun 29, 2008 1:40:44 GMT
((This is for the Slytherins that are watching the Hufflepuff vs. Slytherin game.))
Josephine Bowman was with her normal crowd after being pushed off from her sister, Brianna. Which was far more annoying than even Josephine wanted to admit. Her sister could hardly stand, let alone walk on her own, but still she had taken great care in watching her sister travel to the pitch. She knew it had to be hard going there. Not only was Slytherin playing, meaning Drake Manning (her sister's future husband) was there, but Brianna had always wanted to play Quidditch herself, but was unable to do so. It was heartbreaking to Jo to see her sister the way she was, but she didn't show it. Never did. She hadn't cried when her father died, she wouldn't cry when her sister died either. Sure, it seemed cold hearted, but she never cried...didn't know how really. Even when she was a baby her mother had told her she had hardly cried. It was her way...and it always would be. She had to be strong for the rest of her family.
Blue orbs traveled across the pitch, a smile falling over her face as her friend grinned and handed her a Slytherin flag. "Thanks," she said as she waved it around happily. If there was one thing she loved it was watching or playing Quidditch. Today she was just watching. Who knew where she'd be the next game. All she knew was that she was glad Slytherin was finally playing again. Made her heart content, at least a little. Besides there was nothing more thrilling than a bloody match, so maybe if they were lucky a Hufflepuff player would take a Bludger head on. Of course what she hadn't foreseen was her own teammates taking so many bludgers.
So far it'd been a constant sight of painful bludger hits and flopping of the quaffles. "Pick it up guys!" she shouted out, knowing they couldn't hear her, but feeling the need to do so anyway. Her fists were clenched tight, knuckles turning white. "They're not even playing like a team," she hissed out under her breath to her friends, who all seemed to agree. And then when Wynd Lehane, a fellow 5th year Slytherin, whom Jo might like to add was rather attractive, had enough of the bludger beatings (which he'd failed to avoid at least 3 times now). He turned shouting out at Bryce Alexander and it took Josephine all that she had not to curse him right there from the stands from his foolish behavior. Sure it was unfair that he'd been targeted by Bryce so often, but he should have been paying better attention.
"Get your head in the game! Don't loose us points!" was all she could shout as the game seemed to escalate into chaos. All caused by the Slytherin team. They were getting horrible and suddenly Madam Hooch caught on to what was going on. She stopped the fight issuing warnings to all that were involved, but at the same time Payton Laslie a Slytherin 3rd year barreled right into Ivy Tunstall, who not only scored from Asteria's failure to stop the quaffle, but was also awarded a penalty shot because of Payton! Josephine squealed in anger. "What in the bloody hell do you think they're doing out there? They're not even playing Quidditch anymore!" Though there were plenty of cheers coming from Hufflepuff, Slytherin made up for the booing and shouts of miscalling from Hooch. Jo had become an anger ball and was far too annoyed to even look at the team, though she did manage to hear Caleb Donnelly's annoyance at the team as well, to which she nodded her head in agreement with his call to take them out of the game and substitute the other team members in. Maybe that'd chill them all down enough to get their heads back into the game.
((See PM for what I edited.
))
Josephine Bowman was with her normal crowd after being pushed off from her sister, Brianna. Which was far more annoying than even Josephine wanted to admit. Her sister could hardly stand, let alone walk on her own, but still she had taken great care in watching her sister travel to the pitch. She knew it had to be hard going there. Not only was Slytherin playing, meaning Drake Manning (her sister's future husband) was there, but Brianna had always wanted to play Quidditch herself, but was unable to do so. It was heartbreaking to Jo to see her sister the way she was, but she didn't show it. Never did. She hadn't cried when her father died, she wouldn't cry when her sister died either. Sure, it seemed cold hearted, but she never cried...didn't know how really. Even when she was a baby her mother had told her she had hardly cried. It was her way...and it always would be. She had to be strong for the rest of her family.
Blue orbs traveled across the pitch, a smile falling over her face as her friend grinned and handed her a Slytherin flag. "Thanks," she said as she waved it around happily. If there was one thing she loved it was watching or playing Quidditch. Today she was just watching. Who knew where she'd be the next game. All she knew was that she was glad Slytherin was finally playing again. Made her heart content, at least a little. Besides there was nothing more thrilling than a bloody match, so maybe if they were lucky a Hufflepuff player would take a Bludger head on. Of course what she hadn't foreseen was her own teammates taking so many bludgers.
So far it'd been a constant sight of painful bludger hits and flopping of the quaffles. "Pick it up guys!" she shouted out, knowing they couldn't hear her, but feeling the need to do so anyway. Her fists were clenched tight, knuckles turning white. "They're not even playing like a team," she hissed out under her breath to her friends, who all seemed to agree. And then when Wynd Lehane, a fellow 5th year Slytherin, whom Jo might like to add was rather attractive, had enough of the bludger beatings (which he'd failed to avoid at least 3 times now). He turned shouting out at Bryce Alexander and it took Josephine all that she had not to curse him right there from the stands from his foolish behavior. Sure it was unfair that he'd been targeted by Bryce so often, but he should have been paying better attention.
"Get your head in the game! Don't loose us points!" was all she could shout as the game seemed to escalate into chaos. All caused by the Slytherin team. They were getting horrible and suddenly Madam Hooch caught on to what was going on. She stopped the fight issuing warnings to all that were involved, but at the same time Payton Laslie a Slytherin 3rd year barreled right into Ivy Tunstall, who not only scored from Asteria's failure to stop the quaffle, but was also awarded a penalty shot because of Payton! Josephine squealed in anger. "What in the bloody hell do you think they're doing out there? They're not even playing Quidditch anymore!" Though there were plenty of cheers coming from Hufflepuff, Slytherin made up for the booing and shouts of miscalling from Hooch. Jo had become an anger ball and was far too annoyed to even look at the team, though she did manage to hear Caleb Donnelly's annoyance at the team as well, to which she nodded her head in agreement with his call to take them out of the game and substitute the other team members in. Maybe that'd chill them all down enough to get their heads back into the game.
((See PM for what I edited.
))