Harry Potter RP discussion

((Sorry, I didn't notice it! xD))

Colleen let out a loud whoop as she kicked off the ground, zooming across the pitch and weaving in and out between the goal posts. The wind ruffled her hair, yanking it out behind her. It was tangling, but she didn't really care. She only let it down when she practiced her flying, because the drag helped her adjust and gave her more of a workout. She spotted her Beaters' club on the ground, and went into a steep dive. She called out to her sister, who was sitting on a bench below, reading. "Hey, Annabeth! Check it out!"

Colleen rolled her eyes fondly at her sister. What a nerd, she thought. She didn't mean it in a bad way, though. No wonder she's in Ravenclaw. She pulled out of the dive, snatching up her club with her right hand without so much as a wobble. She shot straight up, and winced slightly as her eyes watered painfully. Note to self. Remember to bring the goggles next time... She leaned forward, accelerating, and aimed for the hoop in the middle. She shot through, then flew through the other two. She then headed for the ground near Annabeth's bench. At around ten feet off the ground, she pulled to a stop, hovering over the ground next to her sister. She hopped off her broom, tucking into a roll. She hit the ground with a soft thud, and popped up onto her feet, grinning. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and she leaned forward, resting her hands on her knees. "Good book, huh?" she asked.

((Hehe! I do it just for the sake of making people feel bad. xD Naw, totally kidding! :) But I'm a mod in some other groups, and I do it to set an example for everyone else. And to improve my own writing. I guess it's become a bit of a habit. I also only really do it with charries that I REAAAALLY like. So... yeh. :D))

Colleen brushed the dirt from her Quidditch robes, and straightened up. She waved a hand under her sister's nose. "Hellooo?" she asked teasingly. "Earth to Annabeth. Or whatever planet you're from." She stood up, then jumped and grabbed her Firebolt (which she had saved up for for two school years working part-time in Honeydukes) from the air where it was hovering above the two. She hung like a sloth from the stick, practicing her Sloth Grip Roll. "You in there?" she called down from her little perch, grinning with exhilaration as the broomstick obediently rolled over and over, whipping and tangling her long hair.

((Yeah, let's do this! xD))

Colleen stopped rolling, and hung upside down by her knees, letting her hair dangle down as she stared down at her sister dramatically. Then she cracked up. "I kind of did it already," she told her sister. "But dude! Why so serious? Lighten up a bit, will ya?" She smiled at her, to let her know that she was just teasing her. "Hmm... what book is it?" she asked curiously. "Because if it's Lord of the Rings or something like that... I can forgive you." She winked, then swung herself back up, sitting on the broomstick sideways and letting her legs dangle off the side casually.

((MWAHAHAHAHA))

Colleen's eyes lit up, and she zoomed in a loop-de-loop. "You read John Green?" she exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear. "Dude, I read that one just before coming to school this year! Omigosh. Tell me how you like it, okay?" She hung upside down again, hair dangling down once more. "And yes! Of course I like Lord of the Rings," she told Annabeth, still grinning. "I DO like to read, you know. You just never see me read, because I do it in the Gryffindor dorms." She smiled brightly. "So... hey, do you think maybe Tolkien was actually a Wizard?" Her Firebolt began to bounce around a bit, and her legs slipped slightly. She laughed. "Aw, you naughty little broomstick." She swung herself back up again, so as not to fall and bash her head in. ((WOAH, DRAMA!))

((You there?))

Cameron walked on the field, coming from the direction of the forest. His temper was slightly off, so he huffed off and changed, grabbed his Firebolt, and stormed onto the field. He flew around for a while, trying to calm down. He flew until he couldn't breathe, his head swimming. He landed and lied down on the grass. He looked up at the clouds, questioning his sanity.

Colleen noticed another zooming broomstick farther down the field, out of the corner of her eye. She turned her head, and noticed another Gryffindor Quidditch player. She called down to her sister. "Sorry, sis, but I should probably go. I shouldn't miss an opportunity to practice with a teammate. We'll continue this conversation in just a little bit!" She zoomed away without waiting for an answer, caught up in her excitement. She pulled up short, hovering over her teammate. It was Cameron, the Gryffindor Chaser. "Hey, Cameron. How's it going?" she called down.

Cameron looked up at his teammate. "Other than my temper, pride, and, my head, I'm fine. You?" He climbed aboard his expensive, brand-new broomstick. It almost hummed under his grasp. He was in control.

Colleen laughed, smirking slightly. Her eyes twinkled with friendly amusement. "Nice broomstick," she commented, flying in little circles above his head. "New, I presume?" She swooped down, dismounting. "Care to try it out?" She asked him, arching an eyebrow. She'd heard he was a great Chaser, and thought that maybe she could help him out with training to avoid Bludgers.

Cameron had heard of her too. Great teammate and great skill. "Absolutely new." Cameron laughed. "Yep." He took off, looping around the Quidditch pitch. He laughed, his eyes streaming with tears from the speed. He dive suddenly and pulled up at the last second. He landed and dismounted.

Cameron had heard of her too. Great teammate and great skill. "Absolutely new." Cameron laughed. "Yep." He took off, looping around the Quidditch pitch. He laughed, his eyes streaming with tears from the speed. He dive suddenly and pulled up at the last second. He landed and dismounted.

Colleen followed him, sticking to a spot just above his right shoulder. She dove with him, and landed quickly. She raised an eyebrow. "Not bad!" she teased. "Hey, what year are you?"

"It depends. What secret are you keeping from me?" Cameron joked.

Colleen chuckled. "Weeeeell..." she drew out the syllable dramatically. "I'm actually an alien from a far-away planet called Raxacoricofallapatorius. Oh, and I'm in year five." She kept a completely straight face.

Cameron laughed. "Are you a Whovian too?"

((OHmigosh. I didn't see this until now. O.O))

Colleen's eyes lit up. "Yes, I am!" she told her excitedly. "I thought I was the only one!"