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Post by Michael Rolen on Jul 13, 2006 7:07:15 GMT -5
Mike walked slowly across the Quidditch Pitch, the dew from the grass soaking his shoes and bottom of his quidditch robes as he walked towards the changing rooms of the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, the changing rooms which held so many memories for him, some sad, some great but all of them worth it, every single one of them.
It was a new year and he hadn't been on his broom all summer. He knew he wouldn't have lost anything over the summer in his ability to ride his broom, what a new year brought was another chance....another chance to prove to the school, what a great Quidditch team Hufflepuff had, he was willing to give it his all and he had no doubt that the team he was apart of held exactly the same drive that he did.
They were going to win the Quidditch Cup this year, it was time to end Ravenclaws reign at the top....and Hufflepuff were to be their successors.
Mike was alone as he entered the changing rooms and walked over to his locker which beared his name, he ran one of his hands over the nameplate and let out a small laugh, a smile crept onto his face. It was at that exact moment that he knew they could do it...and that he was ready to help the team realise his dream, of holding the Quidditch Cup up at the end of the season.
"We can do it....I can do it"
He said softly to himself
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Post by Krissy Fleming on Jul 13, 2006 8:16:25 GMT -5
Krissy had made her way down to the pitch early that morning too. She had seen Mike leave and decided to follow him. If he was going down to practise good, she'd at least have someone to keep her company while on the field. Though Mike and her had their differences they always kept it very professional and friendly while on the field. They were like they were best friends out there because they both knew it was stupid to have in team rivalry.
Krissy followed Mike into the locked rooms and smiled at him. she hadn't heard what he had muttered but was glad to have someone to fly with. She had been wanting to fly for a while now. She also wanted to see how well she could fly with her side still being injured. That owuld be an interesting feat and she knew Pat would be worrying about her getting hit with a bludger all through the upcoming game.
"Mornin' Mike" she said looking at him as she walked in.
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Post by Michael Rolen on Jul 13, 2006 8:27:55 GMT -5
When Krissy had entered, Mike had his eyes closed in deep thought, thinking out their upcoming game in his head. He found it was a good way for him to keep his mind on the task ahead, he knew that he was one of the only chasers from last year to put their name forward for the position again and he knew he would have to adapt to the others playing style....or adapt them to his own.
Suddenly he heard Krissy's voice from behind him, a slight smile came onto his face as he remembered he had promised himself that he would talk things over with her about what had happened last year, he just wanted things to be good between them, he knew that they possibly would never go back to the way they were when they were together, but he just wanted her friendship again.
He turned and smiled at her, it was really great to have her staying on as Quidditch Captain, even though her prefect title had been stripped from her, she knew the game just as well as Mike did, all be it Mike was a bit angered for not even being asked to try out for the position, but why would he complain, he still got to play and in the end he was in charge of the other chasers come game time.
"Heya Krissy"
He said to her, there was need to ask her why she was there, she wanted to train too.
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Post by Krissy Fleming on Jul 13, 2006 9:02:56 GMT -5
"Good mornin' for a fly ain't it?" she said with a smile. she moved to her locker and pulled out a pair of quidditch robes. They were training ones. She only used her other ones during games. She kept them for that specially. She quickly changed into them and picked up her broom stick beginning to look over it cardfully. She wanted to make sure it was in perfect condition for the game and so she decided to check it out today and give it a good and thorough test run.
She didn't bother with folding her other robes and just roughly chucked them into her locker and shut the door of it. She was never one to be neat and tidy.
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Post by Michael Rolen on Jul 16, 2006 8:08:49 GMT -5
Mike laughed as Krissy just chucked her school robes in her locker. He knew that was what she was like.
"Yeah it ain't too bad, you know if anyone else will be joining us?"
He asked her, not that he didn't mind being there with Krissy, it was just because he didn't want to end up getting in an arguement with her again, over what happened last year.
"So how goes the planning for the Ravenclaw game, if you need some help just ask, i'm always willing to help out"
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Post by Krissy Fleming on Jul 17, 2006 2:07:12 GMT -5
"Wouldn't have a clue about the others, I just thought its a great day to text my broom for the game" Krissy grinned. She was friendly to Mike even if she didn't like him much.
"Wanna head out?" she asked picking up her broom and making her way to the door way, "If not I'll meet ya out there" Krissy grinned as she reached the door way.
"Oh and the planning goes good, I think we might have a full team for once" Krissy grinned she liked having a full team for quidditch.
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Post by Michael Rolen on Jul 19, 2006 8:57:43 GMT -5
Mike shook his head, he needed to check something before heading out
"Nah....I'll meet you out there"
He said before opening his locker and rummaging through it, looking for something close to his heart
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