A quidditch photo shoot {; For anyone }

[Jake Creevey]

Yes, a photo shoot. With Jake as the photographer.

It was a fine morning, and there were few brooms about. The sky was a soft powder blue, with not a cloud in sight. Literally. A cool wind brushed against Jakes cheeks, causing him to squirm uncomfortably on the stands. Camera at hand, he sat, yes, still squirming and complaining to himself.

"d**n wind..." Muttered the teenager, "No one likes you, y'know..."

The grass on the playing Field bellow rippled with the breeze, sun shining down upon the players. It seemed there was a practice game going on, which Jake really should be playing in, for the Slytherin chaser Jake does not just magically get practice. However, he thought it much more amusing to get nice shots. And heck, maybe he could get shots at the babes who came to watch there boyfriends- or, girlfriends? Either way, he could get shots up there skirts. Not that it was a school day, and that they were forced into there robes. Nope. Today was a weekend, and Jake was wearing what he pleased; a long black scarf, tassels on the ends that were Grey and white striped, a muggle Hoodie, black, zip up and with a lime green and dark pink pattern stitched up its side, slightly tight and yet flared muggle jeans, and his school shes. Yep. It was all Jake needed.

With a flick of his wrist, and a mutter of a spell, his wand aimed for his school bag and pulled out some film. The film dropped into his lap, which he then reached for and picked them into his hands. Jake smiled at the roll of blank film; his only true love.

[Tanner Boot]

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HO MY GAWD IMMA PUT ACE IN THIS.
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Three of my characters are in Quidditch, so I might as well throw ALL of my characters in this thread.
Hooray.
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Even though the people up in the skies were breathing and creating wind, it seemed to have blown the clouds away. The white puffs were nowhere in sight, and the sky was show completely, its beautiful blue complextion lightening the Grounds of Hogwarts on this lovely day. The sun was shining softly down upon the grass, making it only slightly warm as the breeze blew by. The Quidditch Pitch, however, was full of sweaty students on brooms. The turf below was a tad over grown, and the sand pits beside had dents and footmarks. The stands were dotted with students watching the Quidditch practice, perhaps there for cheering on an attractive male, or cheering on a friend. The Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff teams were currently in a rather rough practice match, considering they both had games coming up. The Gryffindor team had just finished, and the Slytherin team would most likely come and boot them from the pitch sooner or later. But for now, students in blue or yellow Quidditch gear zoomed around on their brooms, some after the quaffle, some after the snitch. Some had bats in their hands to ward off the bluggers. The keeper hovered in front of the three goal posts, alert and read to block any incoming balls of fury. Ahem ahem. Someone got knocked off their broom and landed in the soft sand pit. It was most certainly not like the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws to play so rough, but it was time for a change. Ravenclaws had good tactics, and were speedy. The Hufflepuffs had teamwork and liked playing fair. Ah, well.

Hovering in the air with a beater's bat in his hand was probably one of the most handsome boys you will ever come across in your life. Now, I'm serious. This Finnigan boy? Oh gawd. He looked like an Abercrombie model crossed with your wildest dreams. His lightly tanned skin was slightly shiny with sweat, his messy brown locks being softly ruffled in the wind. His magnificent blue eyes shown with excitement and determination, even though it was a practice game. He ran his loose hand through his messy hair, making the dark brown mop even hotter than before, if possible. His lean Quidditch muscles flexed slightly, and he quickly dashed after a blugger, knocking it away from one of his team-mates. Not only was he beater, he was Ravenclaw's team Captain.
Duh.
This was Ace Finnigan, here. Y'know, the wonderful seventh year? The one with the smile that would make you melt and the eyes you could get lost in? Yeah, he's the one. The one that makes most girls stop right in their tracks and swoon. He was the flirt, the Quidditch jock, and actually the nice guy. Over all, he seemed perfect.
Heh.
He shook the hair from his face again, grinning slightly, then shouting out an order.
"Oye, Johnson! Play Keeper! Timber needs a rest!"

On the other side of the field was someone who shared blood with Ace. Darn straight, Tanner Boot was hovering higher above most of the players on the Quidditch field, his warm brown eyes moving around quickly in search of that small devilish ball. The Snitch was what he needed. He needed to see those small wings zoom by in the right moment. He needed to see that quick flash of golden, and then he needed to fly after it. He wasn't about to lose to his cousin Ace. No way. They'd been rivals since the day they learned how to fly together.
Thus, being related to Ace meant he was no less gorgeous than the blue-eyed wonder. His short hair was ruffled as much as it could be in the wind, the light brown color darker from the sweat of working so hard. His skin was tanned, much like Ace's, but only a tad darker. It gave off a healthy, fit shine. His cinnamon eyes were darting here and there, in search for the Snitch. Like Ace, he was tall in height, just a bit shorter. His muscles were leaner than his cousin's, just he might as well be just as strong. None the less, both boys were gorgeous. You see, their mothers were really very beautiful. Twins, actually, Pavarti and Padma. Thus, it made Ace and Tanner beautiful, also, but it also made them cousins.
My, my.
Seeing a glimpse of what he thought was gold, he dove quickly down, eyes narrowing from the wind slightly as he dashed after the Snitch.

She was shoved by the other Chaser of the Hufflepuff team, thus she shoved him back. She glared at the boy, who was much stronger than her, but turned her attention towards the falling quaffle. You see, Quaffles really have no magical properties. It was a ball of light wood painted over in a maroon color, used for scoring points in Quidditch games. She picked up her speed and grabbed the quaffle under her arm, zooming the opposite way of the male Hufflepuff and tossing it to another member on the Ravenclaw team; Timber, they called him. She watched as he tossed it passed the Hufflepuff keeper and smirked, then dashed off again to retrieve the ball. The Hufflepuffs were getting better and better, yes, but the Ravenclaws weren't about to give up.
The blonde floated on her broom for a moment, watching the Hufflepuff with the quaffle.
Her thin blonde hair was pulled up in a messy ponytail, thick choppy bangs falling in her face. Luckily, with the breeze, the hair was moved away from her blue eyes. She was granted with sight; just what you needed with in a Quidditch practice. Her small hands pressed against her broom and she zoomed around the Hufflepuff player, dainty form hovering just above him, awaiting his move.
Miss Nicolla Bones, in case you haven't noticed, was one of the three chasers on the Ravenclaw team, and she was taking part fo this practice game; Ace would kill her if she didn't.
Her eyes were locked on the Hufflepuff with the quaffle.
If he scored, they'd be tied.
Not cool.

In the stands was a beauty queen. Though he didn't have womanly parts, he was still gorgeous. He was sitting in the stands, one leg crossed over the other, watching the Quidditch practice through his large, tinted Coach sunglasses. He blew a bubble with his gum and pulled off his form-fitting Dior coat, the sun shining much too much for extra clothing. Thus, Charles Ashwood sat in his thin wife-beater and fashionable, ripped and tattered jeans, blue silk scarf wrapped around his neck. Most could tell who this was by just looking. I mean, with the perfectly straighten black hair, pale skin, and lovely fashion? Well, it was Charlie. Duhh.
He was here because he was watching Ravenclaw practice, obviously, you dimwitt. Since he belonged to the Ravenclaw house and Nikki was somewhere up in the air, he sat there, not really paying attention to the practice. He sighed and looked at his uneven nails, frowning. He was in need of a manicure.

[Aleksandra Krum]

OOC: Hope you don't mind if I join in.

BIC:Aleksandra smiled as she saw Tanner dive. He was one of the best seekers she had seen in a long time, that included herself. She zoomed around the pitch to check on all her team players before flying up to the Hufflepuff with the quaffle. She looked out of the corner of her eye and saw Nikki Bones, a Ravenclaw chaser. Aleksandra moved her blonde hair out of ehr face and yelled," Pumpkin Juice!" She smiled at her own inventition of a code word, which meant look around or pass the ball, or both. The boy looked around and saw Nikki right behind him. He sped up and passed the quaffle to Aleksandra.

Aleksandra smirked and zoomed off around everyone on the field. She dodged bludgers and other players and zoomed right up to the goal posts. She threw the ball through one and the Ravenclaw keeper just barely missed it. They were now tied. She cheered. Then flew back to the other end of the pitch, waiting for a chance to score again, or to help out a fellow teammate. I mean, afterall, that was her job as captain, right.

[Jake Creevey]

Gorgeous boy, gorgeous boy, upon gorgeous Charlie, upon gorgeous girl, and gorgeous girl. It's a shame even the females are forced into pants when playing Quidditch. It's also a shame for those poor Gryffindors, who Jake could see were being tossed about and out of the Quidditch change room. However, he could also see, they stagged on back in and threw a couple Slytherins out. Slytherin, Jake's own team, would be playing in about- he checked his wrist watch; from the last Hogsmade visit- twenty or so minutes. And he was ready. Well, not ready, but mentally ready. Sort of. He would have been ready, you see, but there were hot babes out on the field and he was now holding his camera up to olive eyes.

Nikki Bones. His current victim of the snap shot camera. With a flash of light, and a chuckle rumbling out from the Creevey boy, Jake pulled the camera away from him. Yes, thats right; he had just gotten a nice shot of Ravenclaw Nikki's ass.

Next victim; the Krum girl. What was it? Aleksandra. What a cute name. Someday, Jake would just have to approach her and say some nice commentary about the name. Indeed. As he lifted the camera to his eyes again, snapping down on the button and getting an instant shot, he noticed Tanner ruining the background. Oh, d**n him!

"TANNER," Stormed Jake, shaking short strands of hair from his eyes (Oh, that blasted wind). "HOW DARE YOU RUIN MY SHOT OF THE LOVELY LADIES!"

In specific, he only meant the one lady. And he gestured to her as she zoomed past, giving a slight wink in her direction. Then to equal it out he blew a kiss toward Nikki, and ended with a stern glare at Boot. The bastard.

"NEVER AGAIN SHALL YOU RUIN MY PHOTO'S!"

And with a slight click, there was a picture of Tanner, staring into the camera; looking rather, un-model; if such a gorgeous subject as himself could do such a thing.

[Tanner Boot]

When Tanner hear a familiar voice, it took his attention away from the snitch thathad previously been only a few centimeters away from his fingertips. He turned his head, lost sight of the Snitch, and let out a manly, frusterated groan. "DAMMIT JAKE, YOU IDIOT. I LOST THE SNITCH, A-HOLE," he screamed down at his 'best friend', who was screaming back at him for getting in the background of one of his snap shots of the ladies. Like Tanner cared. Ace was on the field at the moment, chuckling from the goalposts. Tanner's eyebrows knitted in frustration, but them he supressed a laugh and shook his off, remembering it was just a practice game. He narrowed his eyes at Jake a last time, though, before he started searching with his eyes for the Snitch yet again. He stole a glimpse of gold on the opposite side of the field and started towards it quickly.
d**n Jake. If it wasn't for him taking naughty pictures of the girls on the field, he could have won the practice game. Ah, well. The plus side was that he and Jake wouldhave something to look at later on.

Nikki noticed something. A snap. She furrowed her eyeborws for a moment, running a hand through the gathered hair in her ponytail, of which was slightly being ruffled in the wind. She looked down and found the culprit. d**n Jake, again! She gave him a glare and then groaned when the Quaffle made it through the Ravenclaw goal again, rolling her eyes quickly at Jake before dashing after the falling block of wood.
She hit the Quaffle with the thistles of her broom as hard as she could, passing it off to another Ravenclaw chaser.
They were two behind now, thanks to stupid Jake.

[Aleksandra Krum]

Aleksandra saw Jake on her way to the other end of the field. She heard what he said to Tanner. She flew over to where he was standing and taking photos." Please don't interrupt us while we are playing." She said smiling. She found it funny that jsut someone being in the way of a picture would make someone so mad. She turned on her broom and saw Nikki hit the ball to another Ravencalw chaser. She quickly flew to the chaser and "wrestled" the ball loose. She flew towards the other end of the field and suddenly heard someone yell " Pumpkin Juice!" She looked around and saw a rahter mad chaser behin her. She quickly saw another Huffie chaser and threw them the quaffle and wathced them fly down the field with it. The Huffies were definately gonna ahve a good team this year.

[Jake Creevey]

"Hmph,"

Jake crossed his arms in a matter-of-fact sort of way, turning his torso away so that he faced the side, but his head remaining up toward the Quidditch game. He looked threw slits toward Tanner, scowling slightly though he laughed inside.

A voice so soft and sweet; a smile like no other; long blond curls and a face like an angle. Yes, and angle. That was what the Krum girl must be. Wow, it seemed Blondie's took a liking to Quidditch, eh?

"Oh, Ally, do not fret. I just want to see more of that lovely smile of your's."

Aleksandra seemed to have taken Jake out of that angered, bratty state, and into one of bliss. Yes, they had both broken up peacefully only a counting of five month's before, but Jake never lost feelings for a girl. Especially a beautiful one like Aleksandra. Now they were good chums, yes, and he planned on taking only much more pictures of her.

"Smile, darling!" He called as she zoomed away from him, camera raised at the ready.

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Eww, black, short.

[Aleksandra Krum]

After Aleksandra had passed the quaffle off she flew back to where Jake was." Now, why would you want a picture of me?" She said smiling. She posed as best she could on the broom. She knew it was just a joke, but it was funny, nonetheless. She posed a bit more and waited for his reply. She then turned watched the quaffle sail through the Ravenclaw Hoop. She was so happy. She had a good team." You know Jake, you should come down to the field when we practice, if you want, then you could take more pictures." She smirked. He knew she was just teasing him, but she was being serious about coming down to the field.

Aleksandra watched Tanner circle the field a few more times. "Tanner, Sit in one spot and look. It may be following you." She said when she was next to him. She glanced behind her and noticed some gold glittering." See what I mean." She said and then floated back down to chat with Jake some more.

[Tanner Boot]

Tanner sighed and floated down to Aleksandra side, narrowing his eyes at Jake, then laughing. "Trying your luck with 'er again, aye? You're really very lucky you haven't been smacked and ditched yet," he said, snatching the photos Jake had taken of various girls on the field and beginning to sift through them.
He winced when he came across a picture of himself, and shoved the photos back at Jake. He smirked and struck the imfamous model pose. Suprisingly, he looked d**n good doing it, too. He pouted his lips, then chuckled.
He punched Jake on the shoulder playfully and softly, then stole the camera away and squinted in to it, trying to decipher the workings of such. Sure, he'd seen it a million times before; he just couldn't figure out which button was which, or which way to hold it. Smart, Tanner was.

[Jake Creevey]

Jake took advantage of this moment and quickly lifted the camera up to his eye, clicking down upon it's largest button that sat at the top. He got a nice shot of the girl from what he could tell; and that wasn't much; he had been focused on her breast's the whole time... He could have cut off her head in the photo, for all he cared.

Then, just at the worst moment, Tanner swooped down to the couple of chattering students and swiped the pictures. Nervously fiddling his fingers against each other, Jake stared, as innocently up at Tanner as he could; he caught the few disgusted looks, then had a pile of photo's shoved back at him. Jake took a snap shot of the modeling Tanner Boot, smirked at it then playfully whistled in approval. However, Tanner then took the camera into his grasp, and played with it in an odd manner; one that could harm the beautiful work of technology.

"Er, Tanner, seriously mate... B-be careful with that!" Jake said, frowning a moment before grabbing it away in a graceful manner. He stroked it lightly, and it was almost expected of him to say "my precious", in a creepy sort of voice. However, he didn't.

Instead, Jake took to directing Tanner, "It works like this..." And he demonstrated on Aleksandra. "Sorry love,"

"Anyways, Tanny, doll, you press this to take the photograph. Oh, and this to focus, and this to zoom in and out." Jake stated, grinning lovingly at the devise as if it were his newborn child.

[Aleksandra Krum]

Aleksandra watched this display for a moment. Then she grabbed the camera from Jake's hands. She looked at it and floated higher than Jake could reach, but just in case she floated out from the stands. She looked at the camera. Jake had taught her how to take photos with it a long time ago. She raised the camera to her eye and focused in on Jake's face. She caugt him when he was grinning. She clicked the button and looked at the picture. It was very good. She stowed it away in her jeans pocket and then took a picture of Tanner, so he wouldn't feel left out. She took another of Jake, without either of them noticing. She gave the picture of Tanner to Tanner and the picture of Jake to Jake. She kept the camera though.

[Charlie Ashwood]

Tanner, the gorgeous one, looked at the pictures taken of him and blinked. Sure, he thought he was gorgeous, but he wasn't about to show that. And d**n, he WAS gorgeous. It ran in the family, duh. He ran a hand through his short, soft hair and looked at Jake, then Aleksandra. Smirking, he nudged Jakie, his love HAHA NOT, in to Aleksandra and mounted his broom afterwards, rising in the air for safety from his abusive best friend.

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Low on inspiration D:

[Aubrey McLaggen]

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-Doesn't feel like switching account-

SORRRYYYY. BEE DID IT. I CAN TOO. Look, keia, there you go. D<

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Jake gasped as his camera was taken away, gasped as he was pushed into Aleksandra, and aggressively gasped as Tanner flew above out of his reach.

"Oh my gosh! Give it back!" Squealed the girlish version of Jake, attempting to get the camera, but it seemed that Aleksandra, too was out of reach.

Standing on the bench, Jake let his arms out to balance himself, and he jumped at Aleksandra, snatching the Camera away from her. Jakey hissed a little, pressing the camera to his chest then patting it lightly.

"Never ever will daddy let those meanie old non-Slytherin's touch you." He told the camera, looking up and glaring from Tanner to Aleksanda. d**n those beautiful people.

[Aleksandra Krum]

"Gosh, Jake. I only wanted to see it for a bit. I was gonna give it back." Aleksandra said smiling. "Also I am NOT mean and old! I may be a little mean, but I'm definatly not old." She said and floated over to the stands and touched down. She and her broom wandered over to a bench and sat down. " And what's wrong wiht being in Hufflepuff?" She asked smirking at Jake.

OOC: It's ok. Also Yall posted YAY! I've been so broed lately and have been waiting for someoen to post. Thanks!

[Tanner Boot]

"Yeah, what's so bad 'bout us Huffies, you...idiotic...thing?" Tanner asked, having trouble finding the right words of which to claim Jakie as, "And Jakie, love, stop being a pervert and flirting with you ex and allow us to practice, a'ight?"
The wind began to blow quite a bit, and it ruffled the short, soft pieces of Tanner's light brown hair. He squinted his eye slightly against the wind and began a search for the Snitch again.
Upon seeing it by Jake's head, he glared and dove to snatch it, actually attempting to somewhat hit dear Jakie in the process.
Because he loved him like that.