Post by mely on Feb 18, 2007 17:34:48 GMT
Quidditch
As they were walking back from Arithmancy, Kyli remembered the note she’d received at breakfast. The one about the quidditch trials. “oh guys, I forgot,” she said, “I’ve got quidditch trials this lunch”
“oh, good luck Kyli” said Charles, and she gave him a quick hug before she dashed up to her dorm to grab her broom.
When she arrived at the pitch, the others were already there. A tall, black-haired boy stepped forward, “you must be Kyli Jones” he said, flatly. “I’m Harry Briggs, captain of the Gryffindor team” Kyli could tell that he wasn’t happy about having to try out a first year.
“Only second years and above were invited to the actual trials,” he continued, “but Madam Pinch seemed to think you had talent, so I’ll give you a shot. Bear in mind that we already have a full team, and I’m not going to cut anyone unless you seriously impress me”
From the tone of his voice, Kyli could tell that if he’d had his way, she wouldn’t be standing here right now. He turned back to the group, and introduced each member of the team in turn, “so, Mattie over there is seeker” a blonde gave a small wave, “Molly and Donald are beaters” a brunette girl and ginger boy stuck up there hands, “and Dan, Nikki and I are the chasers” Kyli recognised her brother, standing next to a tall skinny blond. Kyli wondered briefly what would happen if she replaced her brother in the team. His pride would certainly be damaged. All the same, she loved quidditch, and probably was better at it than him. She just hoped that Nikki was the worst chaser- obviously Harry wouldn’t cut himself…
“right then, mount your brooms, and we’ll be off” Harry ordered. Kyli did so, and the minute she was off the ground, soaring through the air, she felt so much more relaxed. She did quick rollover just to warm up,
“and when you’ve finished showing off, maybe you’d like to join in with the rest off the team,” Harry’s voice was cold, and Kyli felt her face flush red as she mumbled her apologies. She flew back to join the group quickly.
“let’s start with some simple drills,” said Harry, “I’m going to lug the quaffle out, then one person flies after it to catch it, passes it back to the next person, then it’s passed down the line until it gets to the end,” Kyli flew with the others to form a line, “right then,” said Harry, “Mattie, on my call,” He threw out the quaffle, Mattie soared after it, caught it just in time and threw it back to Kyli, who caught it neatly and passed it swiftly on to the next person in the line. Harry said nothing.
“Alright guys, let’s try it again” He lug the quaffle again (kyli had a distinct impression that he threw it harder than he had before) and then Kyli soared after it. She caught it easily, and threw it back to Dan swiftly and accurately. Harry again said nothing.
They did the drill a few more times, and Kyli was pleased that she didn’t drop the quaffle once- despite a few poor throws that she received from Nikki, at which point, Harry swiftly made it appear as if the blame all rested on Kyli’s shoulders. They did a few more drills, and although Kyli flew well, she couldn’t help missing the quaffle after several disasterous throws from Harry. Dan flashed her a sympathetic smile from time to time, but Nikki seemed to delight in her mistakes.
Eventually, they split up. Harry let the snitch loose for Mattie to chase, whilst Molly and Donald hit a bludger back and forth for a while. Harry, Kyli, Dan and Nikki took the quaffle and practised passing, round in a circle. Kyli was pleased in her performance, despite the off-putting tutting noise that Harry kept making. They managed to get the passing really quite quick, although Kyli noticed a break in the line every time the quaffle reached Nikki. They tried a drill where one person would pass the quaffle, then attempt to fly round the circle before it reached their original place. Kyli felt a surge of pride that she was the only one who managed it.
At the end of the session Harry called them all over, “well done guys, good play” he said, “and there is the possibility that some changes will be made to the line-up. I’ll drop by a note to let you know,” he said.
‘great, a possiblilty’ kyli dismounted and headed off to the castle. She felt someone pull up by her side. It was Molly, one of the beaters.
“don’t be too disheartened by Harry” she said brightly, “he’s always a bit grumpy to new-comers” she lowered her voice, “plus, he’s not looking forward to telling Nikki she’s dropped- she’s a right stroppy madam”
“that’s if she is dropped” said Kyli, glumly.
“What do you mean if?” asked Molly, “you played spectacularly! There’s no way he’s gonna turn you down. Plus, he’s not gonna drop himself, and your brother’s just as good as you. Of course he’s going to have to drop Nikki.”
“Thank god!” said Mattie from behind them, “She is the most unbearable player on the team. Such a whinger! And a right b[zz] too”
Kyli felt a huge burst of joy as she made her way up to the common room. she was going to be on the quidditch team!!
As they were walking back from Arithmancy, Kyli remembered the note she’d received at breakfast. The one about the quidditch trials. “oh guys, I forgot,” she said, “I’ve got quidditch trials this lunch”
“oh, good luck Kyli” said Charles, and she gave him a quick hug before she dashed up to her dorm to grab her broom.
When she arrived at the pitch, the others were already there. A tall, black-haired boy stepped forward, “you must be Kyli Jones” he said, flatly. “I’m Harry Briggs, captain of the Gryffindor team” Kyli could tell that he wasn’t happy about having to try out a first year.
“Only second years and above were invited to the actual trials,” he continued, “but Madam Pinch seemed to think you had talent, so I’ll give you a shot. Bear in mind that we already have a full team, and I’m not going to cut anyone unless you seriously impress me”
From the tone of his voice, Kyli could tell that if he’d had his way, she wouldn’t be standing here right now. He turned back to the group, and introduced each member of the team in turn, “so, Mattie over there is seeker” a blonde gave a small wave, “Molly and Donald are beaters” a brunette girl and ginger boy stuck up there hands, “and Dan, Nikki and I are the chasers” Kyli recognised her brother, standing next to a tall skinny blond. Kyli wondered briefly what would happen if she replaced her brother in the team. His pride would certainly be damaged. All the same, she loved quidditch, and probably was better at it than him. She just hoped that Nikki was the worst chaser- obviously Harry wouldn’t cut himself…
“right then, mount your brooms, and we’ll be off” Harry ordered. Kyli did so, and the minute she was off the ground, soaring through the air, she felt so much more relaxed. She did quick rollover just to warm up,
“and when you’ve finished showing off, maybe you’d like to join in with the rest off the team,” Harry’s voice was cold, and Kyli felt her face flush red as she mumbled her apologies. She flew back to join the group quickly.
“let’s start with some simple drills,” said Harry, “I’m going to lug the quaffle out, then one person flies after it to catch it, passes it back to the next person, then it’s passed down the line until it gets to the end,” Kyli flew with the others to form a line, “right then,” said Harry, “Mattie, on my call,” He threw out the quaffle, Mattie soared after it, caught it just in time and threw it back to Kyli, who caught it neatly and passed it swiftly on to the next person in the line. Harry said nothing.
“Alright guys, let’s try it again” He lug the quaffle again (kyli had a distinct impression that he threw it harder than he had before) and then Kyli soared after it. She caught it easily, and threw it back to Dan swiftly and accurately. Harry again said nothing.
They did the drill a few more times, and Kyli was pleased that she didn’t drop the quaffle once- despite a few poor throws that she received from Nikki, at which point, Harry swiftly made it appear as if the blame all rested on Kyli’s shoulders. They did a few more drills, and although Kyli flew well, she couldn’t help missing the quaffle after several disasterous throws from Harry. Dan flashed her a sympathetic smile from time to time, but Nikki seemed to delight in her mistakes.
Eventually, they split up. Harry let the snitch loose for Mattie to chase, whilst Molly and Donald hit a bludger back and forth for a while. Harry, Kyli, Dan and Nikki took the quaffle and practised passing, round in a circle. Kyli was pleased in her performance, despite the off-putting tutting noise that Harry kept making. They managed to get the passing really quite quick, although Kyli noticed a break in the line every time the quaffle reached Nikki. They tried a drill where one person would pass the quaffle, then attempt to fly round the circle before it reached their original place. Kyli felt a surge of pride that she was the only one who managed it.
At the end of the session Harry called them all over, “well done guys, good play” he said, “and there is the possibility that some changes will be made to the line-up. I’ll drop by a note to let you know,” he said.
‘great, a possiblilty’ kyli dismounted and headed off to the castle. She felt someone pull up by her side. It was Molly, one of the beaters.
“don’t be too disheartened by Harry” she said brightly, “he’s always a bit grumpy to new-comers” she lowered her voice, “plus, he’s not looking forward to telling Nikki she’s dropped- she’s a right stroppy madam”
“that’s if she is dropped” said Kyli, glumly.
“What do you mean if?” asked Molly, “you played spectacularly! There’s no way he’s gonna turn you down. Plus, he’s not gonna drop himself, and your brother’s just as good as you. Of course he’s going to have to drop Nikki.”
“Thank god!” said Mattie from behind them, “She is the most unbearable player on the team. Such a whinger! And a right b[zz] too”
Kyli felt a huge burst of joy as she made her way up to the common room. she was going to be on the quidditch team!!