Recent content by Peter Lee-Prescott

Keeping an eye on the whereabouts of the rest of his teammates, Peter looked across the pitch for the nearest bludger. He noticed Jessica was paying attention to one, and feeling confident that she would be able to minimise its risk to the rest of the team, he sped off to locate the other one...

Nodding in response to Grace's reply, Peter waited patiently while the rest of his teammates assembled. Before long he was given the all clear to mount his broom and kick off into the sky, which he was only too happy to do. It felt good to fly around in such a large and open space again...

With another Quidditch practice scheduled to take place, all thoughts of NEWT preparation had gone out of Peter's head for the day. Not that it took up too much space to begin with in this early phase of the return to school after the holidays. Quidditch was always a welcome distraction whatever...

Back near the middle of the pitch, Peter watched the chasers streak towards the hoops and took note of one of the bludgers heading in their direction. He saw Jessica was over in the area though, so decided to leave the situation up to her. It would be just his luck to hit one of his teammates...

Peter had been chasing one of the bludgers up the pitch, electing not to hit it anywhere just yet in case one of his teammates flew into it out of nowhere again. This way at least he could keep an eye on it and hopefully intervene if it went anywhere near the other players on its own...

After managing to hit their captain almost straight away, Peter decided to fly a couple of laps around the pitch before making another attempt. Nearing the northern end of the pitch, he saw a bludger heading towards the congregation of players and attempted to knock it off it's path and towards...

With the practice finally begun, Peter wasted no time in kicking off from the ground to start looking for bludgers. It was always tricky to be dealing with the real thing after a long time away from the school, but he soon caught up to one of black balls rocketing its way around the pitch and...

Peter made his way down to the pitch for their first practice, deep in thought as he considered the position he'd been in this time last year. It had been his first time playing as part of a proper team, and although he felt liked he'd improved over the year they had practiced together, he...

Peter was glad to be back on the Beauxbatons pitch after spending the summer at home in England working off the frustration of losing to Hogwarts New Zealand last year. The shortness of the game still bothered him from time to time, and this year he was determined to see their team show what...

Peter continued to watch over the rest of the team from his position above them, glad to see that the chasers were making the most of the practice. He was pleased to see Grace score, and turned his attention back to looking out for any bludgers in the vicinity.

Although Peter's immediate reaction to getting off to a more promising start this practice was one of relief, he quickly tried to suppress anything other than continuing to focus on the action around him. With no bludgers in the immediate area he veered upwards, hoping to gain a vantage point...

Peter was starting to get a little more tense about the upcoming Quidditch match than he usually liked to be, although with his face set in its typical grim line it wasn't like anyone else could really tell. Mostly he was focused on his own poor performance throughout the last practices, and his...

As practice wore on, Peter's mouth had become set further into a thin, grim line. Mostly he was frustrated at himself and though he tried to remain unaffected by his bad hit record so far, it was getting increasingly more difficult to do now that he had just missed another bludger.

Peter kept an eye on the rest of his team-mates as he flew around looking for another chance with the bludger. He was glad this practice seemed to be going better for the chasers, although he would never complain about Zeke's skill as a keeper. For himself, however... he wanted to step it up...

Although Grace had been slightly brusque in getting practice started, Peter was quite glad to kick off as quickly as possible. He felt like he had been slacking off over the break - his definition of slacking off, anyway. He'd almost made his family late to Christmas dinner with his muggle...