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Rory had found the ground to be inviting but too large an area, he liked keeping things to a minimum and not having to do much just in general but the boy was incredibly happy when he'd noticed the courtyard, a relatively small space, but largely empty, and the slytherin decided it was the perfect place to practice his football (soccer) skills, to kick a ball around. With the Ravenclaw try-outs in full swing, the boy couldn't exactly practice on the pitch without being yelled at, but he was bored and there wasn't much to do at hogwarts yet, it wasn't like he could just sit in the kitchen and watch his mother make bread, or sit with his dad running the store, or play with his cousins, all of whom he got along with, none of that was possible on this side of the world. No, this school had endless space, endless space for him to play and just because the pitch was out of commission didn't mean he couldn't kick around a ball somewhere within it. So, with his brand new football from the 2038 world cup under his arm, and wearing his sports clothes the scot made his way out to the courtyard, where he could just kick it around and have a bit of fun.
Of course, like his older sister had shown him when he'd first taken an interest in the sport, it was important first to warm up, and so he did just that, a little warm up to get the blood moving, before, placing the ball on the ground and giving it a tentative first kick. Rory wasn't actually very good at football, his skill were mediocre at best but he enjoyed it, and he liked dribbling the ball around the courtyard, giving it the odd powerful kick and just having a little bit of fun with it. The boy always found that with sport he could just forget about everything else, nothing else mattered when he was just running about kicking about a ball that barely left the ground, there was a simplicity to the action and the fun that the boy enjoyed, and it was one of the few occasions where he didn't mind working up a sweat or even just working hard.
Of course, like his older sister had shown him when he'd first taken an interest in the sport, it was important first to warm up, and so he did just that, a little warm up to get the blood moving, before, placing the ball on the ground and giving it a tentative first kick. Rory wasn't actually very good at football, his skill were mediocre at best but he enjoyed it, and he liked dribbling the ball around the courtyard, giving it the odd powerful kick and just having a little bit of fun with it. The boy always found that with sport he could just forget about everything else, nothing else mattered when he was just running about kicking about a ball that barely left the ground, there was a simplicity to the action and the fun that the boy enjoyed, and it was one of the few occasions where he didn't mind working up a sweat or even just working hard.