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Post by Leigh on Aug 30, 2007 17:58:18 GMT -5
Leigh sighed. Better late than never! "Go ahead. We might as well get some work done. Everyone else decided to skip, but.." she trailed off, mounting her own broom and flying into the air.
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Post by Mays on Aug 31, 2007 15:41:55 GMT -5
Meme grinned, 'I knew you won't dissapoint me!' She got up & mounted her broom with renewed energy. It felt wonderful to soar up high, & feel the air forcing her hair & bangs away from her face. She knew she propably looked mad like a cursed banshee, with her curly hair flying around her face, & she alwyas enjoyed it.
'Race you to the other poles!' She yelled to yell, who was the closest, & immediatly leaned slightly forward to urge the obedient broom forwards.
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Post by Quidditch Queen on Sept 5, 2007 19:36:02 GMT -5
Noticing Leigh and Meme, Sarah chose to join in. She raced her broom as quickly as she could and, though she did not beat Leigh or Meme, she looped around the goalposts, adrenaline pumping through her veins.
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Post by Leigh on Sept 6, 2007 17:29:02 GMT -5
Leigh pulled up next to Meme. "That was an unfair head start!" she exclaimed as the both pulled around the goalposts at the same time.
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Post by Mays on Sept 7, 2007 4:23:21 GMT -5
Meme threw her head back & laughed, 'Sorry, you're right. Try & make me pay in a three-players game? What do you think Sarah?' She directed the question to Sarah, who was close by, circling the hoops.
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Post by Quidditch Queen on Sept 8, 2007 12:51:23 GMT -5
"Hey! Toss me the Quaffle!" Sarah called to Cesar, who was down by the box. He threw the ball up to her, and she chucked it at Meme. "Hey Meme! Think fast!" she called, laughing.
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Post by Mays on Sept 8, 2007 15:29:11 GMT -5
The automatic translation of "think fast" that had occured to Meme when she saw the Quaffle hurtling towards her was "DUCK DUCK DUCK!" & she did just that, rememebring barely in time to bring her hand that was holding her club down that that was a quaffle, not a bludger, & it wasn't likely to tolerate a hit as would the all-too-tough bludger.
Meme made a face at Sarah. "What if that quaffle got me beheaded? I wouldn't be able to think Crabbe & Goyle Style, let alone fast!' she joked.
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Post by Quidditch Queen on Sept 25, 2007 14:40:06 GMT -5
Sarah burst out laughing. "Is poor Meme afraid of the ickle quaffle?" Sarah joked back, bouncing up and down after her. She took off with a wild laugh, daring Meme to come after her.
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Post by Mays on Sept 30, 2007 12:26:34 GMT -5
"Oh, now really! You're a chaser! I'm a beater! It's my job to behead people! Be very very very afraid!" Meme laughed as she caught up with Sarah. "Do you want me to show you how to be afraid of a ball?" Meme winked swinging her bat mock-threatingly.
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Post by Quidditch Queen on Oct 2, 2007 14:33:03 GMT -5
"Oh no, have mercy!" Sarah screamed, holding her arm above her head. She was laughing so hard she could barely breathe. "Alright...what happens if I say you win?" she asked, tossing the quaffle away and holding up her arms in mock-surrender.
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Post by Mays on Oct 15, 2007 11:12:28 GMT -5
"We set Leigh as our new target. How's that?" Meme said, grinning wickedly & glancing at Leigh who was still circling around the pitch at top speed.
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