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Nick was heading down the hallway towards the Quidditch headquarters when he heard his name being called over the loud speaker by Angel. Deciding he should better hurry up he moved as fast he could. When he got to the room he quietly opened the door and let himself in.
Angel's blue gaze flicked to James prescene. "Merlin you're late! I called you around a minute ago!" She said crossing the room she gripped his shoulder and brought him to the door. She slammed on it angrily. Eventually the door opened to a glaring Draco Malfoy and an agrwssice slyhterin team
James grimaced as Angel yelled at him. She had a pretty forceful presence. He allowed her to pull him over to the door which he then peered out out of. When he saw the Slytherins on the other side he glared at them. There was few people he hated more than Draco Malfoy.
Angel hissed, "Are you finished?" Her grip upon James shoulder unknowingly increased. Her knuckes appeared white. She had no tolerance for the poor souls of Slytherin. Not to mention none of them respcted her uncle let alone what he stood for. They didnt respect her either.
((Mind pkaying draco for a moment or at least two posts?))
((Mind pkaying draco for a moment or at least two posts?))
"Yeah we are done you pathetic Gryffindors. Now get out of our way." He said with disgust. He proceeded to spit at there feet and then he shoved past them along with the rest of his team.
Angel let put a dog like growl and gripped Draco's wrist. Her strength could have easily snapped his ridiculous wrist right then and there while everyone knew she held the strength to do so. "Watch it," She hissed her blue eyes ablaze. Her dark hair turned a Burgundy red. She released her grip and shoved him away. The remained of the team let out a collective breath.
Draco glared at her. He secretly feared her but he didn't want her to know that so he swiveled away and said, "alright boys lets go, these lame excuse for a team doesn't deserve our attention." With that he turned and left.
Angel growled and glared at them until they left the room. "Sorry excuses for a male actually," She muttered under her breathe turning to James she flashes him a friendly smile. "We need you!" Sbe said in a tone to which she wokldnt allow him to utter the letter n and o in the same sentence. "So-ya wanna help us beat those excuses of men and help us with the cup?!" Angel asked in an excited manner.
"Angel, you know I don't play Quidditch any more." He said as nicely as he could. Although he wasn't sure if he could really keep protesting with the look she was giving him. He was an amazing Quidditch player but he had quit after he had a terrible accident last year.
Surprisingly, Angel's gaze softened. "I know," She said softly. Defeated she made a bitter face and walked past him in the slowest manner for a girl as fast as her on and off the field. The remainder of the team looked defeated. She made her way to the door flanked by a messy team.
Upon seeing their complete lack of hope James finally decided to change his mind. He needed to stop living in fear of the past. He had been on track to be the best chaser in the world before he quit last year. This was his last chance to reclaim that position and more importantly it was a chance to help his friends. He ran over to his locker stripped and put on his Scarlett Quidditch robes and then he grabbed his firebolt. After that he ran outside and rejoined his team. "Alright I'll do it." He said to Angel smiling.
Angel turned around. Her eyes only showed little delight. "I'm glad you're finally facing your fear," She said. The remaining team was already flying above practicing a difficult technique so angels hair was whipping around in the air as Fred dove down above her. She smiled in a smirking manner and mounted her broom. "Nice going champ," She said and kicked off the ground so hard it seemed the grass shook beneath their feet. The speed to which she rose was so fast the air cackled loudly and the flying team members dispersed among the sky.
James laughed a little to himself as Angel took off. She always was one to show off a little. He mounted his broom and pushed off the ground as well. He fell into position with the rest of his chasers and they started to run drills. With James finally back the team could once again work as a well oiled machine. The chasers with James leading them weaved through the air like a snake never breaking formation.
Angel broke left and right and dove down quickly, then shot off to the left. She loved flying more than anything else in the world. She almost got banned from it by doing a near death stunt. But she had intentions to prove the ministry wrong and declare herself the best female quid ditch player in the league Her time in durmstrang offered her a weeks worth of pro training and advanced skills.
Madam hooch arrived on the field and blew her whistle calling all the players to line up at the line. James signaled to his two companion chasers and they swooshed through air and down to the line ready for the game to begin.
Angel continued to soar around not having heard Madam Hooch or just didn't care frankly. And that wouldn't take anyone by surprise considering how verbally opinionated she was. She also even gave Trewlaney a heart attack
Madam hooch seeing Angel ignore her whistle blew it again and gave Gryffindor a penalty. Their team would now start ten points behind Slytherin. James glowered a bit hoping that would teach Angel a lesson and that she would get down to the line so the game could start.
Angel flew down and broke gently. That was a first time. She blew out an exaggeratedbreathe and said, "Yes?" In an overlyhappy manner
Madam hooch glared at her a little for taking so long disembark. "I just wanted to let you know that your practice will have to end in a few more minutes because Hufflepuff needs to have an emergency practice." She said authoritatively.
Angel's eyes narrowed and she scowled. "Fine-but we're set up for another hour. I suppose we'll just do a night shif," She said rather than it being a suggestion it stated as a fact. Night flies weren't allowed but Angel managed to get it approved as long as one of the professors watched in.



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Angel paced the length of the room angrily. Slytherin was inside and she could hear how Draco was wrongfully accusing Gryffindor's player of a dive which caused Slytherin's seeker a broken arm. Angel huffed this way and that-her team mates only grew gradually annoyed at her behavior but no one dared speak to her in such a manner. Merlin knew the last poor bloke who did was hanging out of the quid ditch corridor room. With their semi-finals coming up it was imperative the team shape up and play better than ever so merlin they did not feel Angel's wrath. Her dark hair was ruffled by the air to which she was managing to produce so fourth the movement of with her rapid pacing.