Recent content by Aroha Blenheim

Aroha stepped onto the pitch with broom in hand, ready to play once more. It'd be her last year and she was determined to make the most of it. Impress people, but more importantly, impress herself, and show herself to be the best she could be. If she wanted quidditch to be her future, she'd...

Aroha arrived late but got into things quickly. She scoured the skies.

Aroha had one last go at getting the snitch but it didn't work out. Drat. She flew down to the ground and went to the changing rooms.

Aroha finally checked the other way, spotting the snitch and zoomed in towards it. She seized it in her hand. Finally, she thought to herself.

Aroha, who thought maybe Felix had seen the snitch, completely missed spotting it by following his gaze.

Still no dice for Aroha.

Aroha still couldn't spot the snitch, sadly for her.

Aroha was nervous. Aroha was very rarely nervous, but tonight she was. It wasn't like this meant anything - she was just going to the feast with a friend. They weren't even co-ordinating costumes, so it really wasn't a big deal. She was dressed as an All Blacks fan - not exactly spooky, but she...

Aroha was a bit irritated that Felix had managed to catch the snitch twice. Once, sure, she was happy for him. But twice activated that deep-seated competitive streak in her. She maybe had the luck initially, but she'd lost it now, even with keeping an eye on it when Felix released it both times.

Aroha didn't spot the snitch, nor catch it.

Aroha was glad she wasn't getting hit by bludgers. It was nice. However, she also wasn't seeing the snitch. That wasn't so nice.

Aroha continued to keep an eye out, moving about the field, searching high and low.

Aroha didn't see the snitch, despite it hovering below her.

Aroha thought she might have spotted something, but it was just a shiny insect. Why it was so high up, she had no idea.

Aroha knew the smell of hāngī like the back of her hand. That smoky delicous scent enticed her like nothing else. "Cheers, I'll help!" Aroha said. Honestly, it brought back memories of marae hāngī or family celebrations back at home. She took a basket from Professor Kahurangi, not using her wand...