Gryffindor Stands

[Kristofer Kiriakis]

(This is where you may RP watching the game.)

 

[Imogen Day]

Immy was very ready for the second match of this year. She'd missed the first due to studying but she was very ready. Immy was fully kitted out in her usual Gryffindor outfit which was more or less what Immy wore all the time. A tshirt with a gryffindor crest, a large big jumper with the crest again. Little G's on her face. And her usual banner, which read that Gryffindor was best. Immy smiled to herself as she headed to the pitch. She did so quickly, very excited. It wasn't long before Immy had become one of the many of the gryffindor crowd in the Gryffindor stands. She smiled as she looked round to the sea of Red.

"Go Go Gryffindor!" Immy started yelling along with the others.

 

[Rukevra Vanderzuk]

Having been placed on the bench for the second game of their season, Rukevra watched the entire game un-fold. Several moments where cringe worthy, as the Quaffle was sent from one end of the field to the other; and other moments where hilarious, as the antics of the players above caused a shift in the tension of the bench.

With game-play moving on, several situations began to play out. The most noticeable was the Bludger attack on Andromeda. Watching his friend take a beating to the head caused the young wizard to jump to his feet. With three Chasers on the team, having only one come under Bludger attack was seriously outrageous.

After the game managed to settle down again, Rukevra couldn't help but feel his team lose hope. Everything they where doing; all of the hard work; all of the effort seemed to bring little change to the out-come of the score. To further add to a sense of defeat, the opposing team somehow managed to pull themselves together and intercept multiple passes from the Gyffindor team; and head on to score again and again. For some un-known reason, the Chasers and Beaters failed to prevent the loss of the Quaffle; possibly already giving up a chance of winning. From his point of view, it seemed as if only Andromeda and Fenton where playing the game.

"Come on Gryffindor!". Rukevra screamed as loud as he could, half tempted to utilise the Sonorus charm to make himself heard. Having spent much time at Durmstrang floating around the pitch practically bored with the game, the young transfer had found the enjoyment of Quidditch once again after arriving at Hogwarts. Standing on the side of the pitch, the young wizard felt rather help-less; as he began wishing for his captain to make a substitution. Re-taking on his role as a chaser, for one game, would at least remove some of the pressure from his friend; and even joining in as a Beater would give him an opportunity to smash somebody's skull to a pulp. Turning to face the stands, Rukevra raised his fists into the air; and roared with the heart of a lion.