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Post by deme on Aug 2, 2013 19:30:49 GMT -5
Demetrius had been at the school for a week now, not only did he find out he had family but now he had to meet the captain of the Quiddicth team. He was not good around people and he wasn’t sure if once again his language problems would get in the way he was getting a little better but he still thought he sounded stupid sounding everything out. Quidditch was the only thing that you didn’t need to learn over. It was the same everywhere. Leaving the common room, he walked as slow as he could not because he wanted to be late but because he was nervous. This blond boy had pushed everyone away after his mother’s death and now people that he had to talk surrounded him; so it meant he had to be nice. For the most part that was easy for him after all he is in Hufflepuff so he is naturally nice but there is a deep hidden temper down in the pit of his stomach.
Picking up his pace, he held his broom tight in his hand not sure if they would be flying today or not but wanted to show this guy that he was serious about this game that he was ready to do anything. Deme dreams of being a professional one-day. Once he was outside her stop and looked around hoping that he didn’t run into Venus again she seemed so caring towards him but he was trying not to get close to her after his father making him believe it was his fault that his mother was dead; he didn’t want to risk someone else he gets close to die. He smirked and started to walk again swinging his broom over his shoulders as he followed the path towards the Quidditch Pitch. This was the only path he knew well because so far it was the only thing that interested him besides the whomping willow.
After a few minutes of walking and hiding from students that were out, he finally made his way to the quiddicth pitch. He noted that this field was bigger than the one at his old school but he didn’t show his excitement on his face. Walking through the gates, he continued until he got to the middle of the field and looked around. He was nervous as he looked around wondering if he was early or maybe he got the times wrong and was late. Demetrius started to pace again ”I hope I am not late” He said in Russian as he scanned the field once more. ”My na..me is Demetrius.” he started to repeat practicing so it was spot on when the other person got there.
Words: 452 Notes: Yellow is English/Red is Russian Notes 2: really sorry this took so long to get up. Tag: David
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Post by DAVID ULYSSES HARLEY on Aug 8, 2013 9:51:55 GMT -5
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -When David had been pulled aside at the end of Charms earlier that day, he hadn't expected what his professor had said to him; he had expected it to be something about his grades or an assignment he had handed in. Apparently there was a new fourth year that had just transferred into the school and wanted to play Quidditch. With a Chaser position available, and this is supposedly the position this kid played, Professor Walker wanted David to meet with him and have a tryout so that he could see if he'd be a good fit with the rest of the Hufflepuff team. Naturally, David was more than happy to do it.
As the captain, which Professor Walker had picked before the start of this year, it was his job to run the team practices and picking the players. David was always glad that Professor Walker was into Quidditch. Not only was Professor Walker was one of David's favorite professors at Hogwarts, he was also his Head of House. And the fact that his cousin was once a professional Quidditch player was just icing on the cake. When the time came for him to go meet the new kid, David headed down to his dormitory and dropped off his books and got out his broom before heading down to the Quidditch pitch.
He first went into the locker room and changed into his training gear before throwing his broom over his shoulder and heading out to meet this new kid Professor Walker told him to meet. As David headed out to the pitch, he noticed a lone figure standing there, who he assumed was the kid he was to meet. If he recalled the name Professor Walker told him, this kid was a Greyback, though David wasn’t sure if he was aware of his other family at the school already. As he got closer, he heard the kid talking to himself and David quirked an eyebrow as he began to make out what it was he was saying.
"Hey, Demetrius, I’m David,” he said once he was close enough for the kid to hear him. "Professor Walker says you want to try out for the team. He said you were a Chaser? So am I,” he said with a smile. "So, I guess we should get started then, yeah? If you’re going to be a Chaser too, we’re going to need to figure out a rhythm. Can’t have us each flying in opposite directions, can we? That wouldn’t be very effective,” he said. The kid seemed small and agile, which would be very helpful to the position that the kid wanted to play. David only hoped he was a good fit because they needed to fill the position with someone that could play it well.
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