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Post by Jake Creevey on May 23, 2007 23:46:47 GMT -5
"Well, it's not Hufflepuff's in general (or Huffies, as you call them), more of the fact that you're not Slyth-"
Jake ducked out of the way, for Mr. Tanner Boot was now zooming strait for him, in attempt to catch the Snitch it seemed. But, alas, he managed to hit Jake on the head with his broom, send him flying off of the stands. However, Jake had fallen many times before, and it seemed ha had a reaction to times like this; he reached up, grabbed the bench and said in a a low call the word 'help'. However, he didn't need it. He just liked the attentio- OH NOES.
Gasping, Jake let go and came falling after his precious Camera, which had slipped away from him and was now plummeting toward the ground. Grinning with relief, he caught it, and yet, was half way down the stands. Oh, bloody hell, help the poor boy.
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Post by Aleksandra Krum on May 23, 2007 23:51:11 GMT -5
Aleksandra saw what happened. She gasped and jumped on her broom. Luckily, her dad had got her the best broom on the market. She wasn't sure if it could hold both her and Jake, but she would try. She zoomed under him and caught him on the broom about 10 feet from the ground. She hovered in the air and turned her head." Are you ok?" She asked. She sighed. Today had been a rahter weird day. He had actually risked his life to save a camera. She waited for him to answear. She had a concerned look on her face. While she was flying and from the sudden stop, she had a few curls in her face, but she left them there.
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Post by Jake Creevey on May 26, 2007 12:51:01 GMT -5
Jake pulled himself closer up the broom, grasping it just behind where Aleksandra sat; he was a Chaser, he knew how to fly brooms- and sit on them.
With a small smile, Jake replied, "Yes!" Rather cheerfully. Well, considering he could have just died. But it was all because his camera was safe in his possession, close to his heart and all. He lifted the devise to his eye, snapped a very good shot at the Bleachers, and began to hold it close to himself again.
As the two hovered above the rowed benches, Jake jumped from the broom, and landed perfectly balanced on the benches. It's a won der how he fell with such SKILLS.
"Thankyouuuu," Jake said in a sing-song tone, winking playfully again at Aleksandra. He turned his head slightly, hair rippling in the wind to glare at Tanner.
"No thanks to you, best friend"
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Post by Aleksandra Krum on May 26, 2007 12:56:29 GMT -5
Aleksandra smiled a bit and said," Your welcome." in kinda a singing voice. "Tanner, go find the snitch!" She siad and glared at him. " Well, I need to go and find the quaffle." She said and waved good bye to Jake, hoping he had heard her about the Quidditch Practice thing. She flew off and finally found the quaffle sailing through the Hufflepuff goal post. She allowed the keeper to toss her the ball. She flew and dodged out between the players and scored a goal for Hufflepuff. She smiled and flew back towards the Hufflepuff posts.
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Post by Tanner Boot on May 29, 2007 14:57:31 GMT -5
Tanner had watched this all happen with wide eyes, totally abandoning the Snitch to watch his best friend go crashing down the stairs, only to be caught my the beauty Aleksandra. When Jakey was safely upright, Tanner began to laugh, running a hand over his short hair, "I love you, Jakey!" he called out teasingly, then hunched his shoulders at Aleksandra's glare. With a nod, he took off in search of that d**n Snitch. Again.
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