Hufflepuff Stands

[Nicolas King]

Hufflepuff students! Come out, watch the Quidditch game, and cheer for your team!
(Ignore this first post and just start RPing after it. )

 

[Arisa Havishmen]

Arisa walked to the hufflepuff stands just as the game was starting, she had promised she would be there for Neita's first game, it was the least she could do for her best friend. Arisa took a seat and watched the game cheering on her team like a good little hufflepuff.

 

[Ares Taylor]

Ares felt so uncomfortable as he made his way up the hufflepuff stands, Neita did it for me, I can do it for her he tried to convince himself as he tried to look around for someone he knew. He noticed a girl he recognized as she was always with Neita, he took a seat two seats away from her. "Go Hufflepuff!" he cheered. After a moment he leaned over so the girl could hear him "You wouldnt happen to be good friends with Neita or Ari would you?" he asked with a smile.

 

[Arisa Havishmen]

Arisa was cheering for Hufflepuff who had made some great attempts at goals, with no success yet, but they were doing better then Gryffindor. Just then someone leaned over and asked if she was friends with Neita and Ari, "yeah, there two of my best friends, and who are you?" she asked, he certainly wasn't a Hufflepuff...

 

[Arianna Tipley]

Ari had decided to go don and watch the first Hufflepuff game of the season. She was reasonably interested in Quidditch, after Sam had taught her to fly last year. She wasn't very good, but she liked watching the games. Making her way down to the pitch, Ari greeted some friends, before climbing to the top of the Hufflepuff stands. Seeing two familiar looking heads, she sidled along the row until she reached Ares and Arisa.

"What have I missed?" she asked, when she reached her friends. Squinting out at the players zooming around the pitch, Ari tried to see what was going on.

 

[Ares Taylor]

Ares smiled "I'm Ares Taylor. Im cousins with Neita and good friends with Ari" At that moment Arianna apeared "Speak of the devil!!" he remarked "I was just asking..." he motioned to Arisa "If she knew who you were" He turned back to Arisa "Sorry I didnt catch your name?"



[it feels so odd posting Ares post in hufflepuff colours... but he will support hufflepuff at all costs!!]

 

[Arianna Tipley]

Ari nodded, smiling. Something in her stomach flipped when he mentioned that he had been asking Arisa about her. Surely that meant he considered herself a... good friend?
"Devil? Ha! Speak for yourself" she teased, rolling her eyes good naturedly. From chucking her in the Lake, and getting up to all sorts of trouble, Ari knew that Ares would be considerd more of a devil than herself.
"What are you doing in the Hufflepuff stands?" she asked curiously, suddenly realising that he should be across the pitch in the Ravenclaw ones.

 

[Arisa Havishmen]

Arisa smiled at Ari when she showed up, "not much really" she admitted. Just then the boy introduced himself, "Oh Neita mentioned you before, I'm Arisa" she replied.

 

[Vivienne Esquire]

Today was the day of the Hufflepuff Quidditch match. Vivienne enjoyed watching the game, and since it was her house, of course she would go along to support. After throwing on a Hufflepuff-ish outfit, she then turned and left for the Quidditch Pitch. Climbing the many, many, stairs, Vivienne looked around for someone she knew.. Where was everyone? A few moments later, she was able to spot some friends. "Ari, 'Risa, hey!" Vivienne grinned at her best friends, collapsing into a seat beside them. "And hey Ares!" she finished, greeting the Ravenclaw boy that she'd met a few times. "What's happened so far?" she asked, squinting around to spot Neita, another one of her close friends, who was playing as Seeker. It was a very hot and sunny day, and Vivienne was glad that she'd remembered sunglasses.

 

[Arianna Tipley]

Hearing a familiar voice, Ari jumped up to give her best friend a hug ( )
"Viv! Not much... I don't think" Ari replied, looking back out at the game. Hufflepuff seemed to have the quaffle, until a well aimed bludger collided with the chaser, and they lost possesion.
"Youch" Ari muttered, as their chaser bravely kept playing. All this action was making her hungry, and she pulled out a chocolate bar, quartering it and offering a piece to her friends.[/colour]

 

[Lucinda Dalton]

Sneaking in to the Hufflepuff stands, Lucy found a good place to sit, not too close to anyone. "Go Hufflepuff!" she cried, wearing her sunglasses again so she could watch the came with limited hinderance from the sun. "You show 'em, Violet!" she called, as her friend managed to stop the Quaffle from entering the hoops. Lucy couldn't help but admire the Quidditch players. Honestly, she wanted to play Quidditch. At first, she thought that she would hate it, but once she got used to flying, she had to admit that she really liked it. And, although she wasn't the greatest sportswoman in the world, she wasn't too bad, either. Certainly, she liked playing sports, and she had actually come to like Quidditch. "Go Hufflepuff!" she called again, just as the Gryffindor keeper, and Head Boy, stopped a goal from one of the Hufflepuff chasers.

 

[Vladimir Volkov]

GRYFFINDOR VS HUFFLEPUFF COMMENTARY #1

"He-hey zer audience!" The voice boomed out of the commentator's podium. I'm probably going to be killed for this. Vladimir thought blithely as he continued, trying to steady his shaky voice, and more or less rid of his Russian accent. "Right then." He continued, surprising himself somewhat with the sheer volume of his magically magnified voice. "Professor Manteia is the referee for these matches, it's a decent choice I suppose, due to his strictness and so on. Vell, first, and can I just say, vot a line-up Gryffindor has this year. I'm surprised to see Bruin Dumbledez as an alternate, honestly, because we all know the guy can play..."

He was encouraged by a bit of laughter and otherwise curious expressions as to where the speaker's voice was coming from, but most of the audience appeared to pass it off as the commentator finally arriving. "Gryffindor Team - Captain I assume? - Vanderhol is conversing with Manteia at the moment, and settling the line-up; no doubt clarifying some rules. There have been some rumors about a sexist team with only one male player because Vanderhol is leading, and suspicions of Dumbledez on alternate, but I'll honestly tell you right now they are all excellent players and any rumors are unfounded..."

He fell silent for the moment, whilst watching the Gryffindor players filing in, and the first few Hufflepuff players coming onto the Pitch. "Hufflepuff Player Kingsley is fraternizing with the enemy by the looks of it." Vladimir joked, "More conversation... More conversation... And they're off! All of them into the air! You know 'zem, you'll love 'zem once you see 'zem play! From the Gryffindor team, we have Vanderhol! Fiorelli! Kiera Kingsley! Goulding! Frost! Weasley!" Cheers erupted from the Gryffindor stands after his introduction, as he suspected. "Can I just say that the Weasley legacy of being on the Quidditch team is holding up fairly well; in addition, whilst the team line-up are all fine players, some are fine women too, if not all! For example, Mercer is one h-"

Silenced by a glare from a Professor in the stands who was no doubt trying to see who the vulgar commentator was, Vladimir cleared his throat and fell silent. "Yes, well - er - Sorry Professor." Waiting for the laughter to subside, Vladimir continued his commentary. "On the Gryffindor Reserve are Dumbledez - we all love him - and Moonlight. Meanwhile, on the Hufflepuff team - there they go, glittering through the air - Rogers! Troque! Katheryn Kingsley - look another one! I hear they're related, or at least good friends, on some account of same surnames, that is." Vladimir squinted through the commentator's podium as he continued, "More of the Hufflepuff players are taking off, look at them go, like rockets they are... Aireous! Prince! Bellamy! Wright! And Fiiiiinnigan!" Allowing the Hufflepuffs to yell out their cheers and whatnot, Vladimir took a deep breath; this was more tiring than he thought.

"Manteia's explaining the rules now, the usual, Blagging, Blatching, Blurting, they're all no-nos - every had someone pull those on you? Not pleasant." Vladimir's grinned slightly as more cheers approved of his commentary; well, he wasn't doing so bad after all. "Gryffindor's to the North hoops, and Hufflepuff, to the south hoops, whistle from the ref' vill mean zat all actions cease till he sorts things out. First games of the season, bound to 'ave some problems, eh?"

The next few words he said were drowned out when the stands erupted with thunderous roars and cheers as the game started with a loud air horn and the balls being released. "And the balls are off, shooting all over the place like bloody cannonballs... Andy' Fiorelli gets the quaffle right off the bat, there she goes, shooting off, heading to the South End of the Pitch-" The game was so damn fast it was hard to keep track of things, and instead of in-depth explanations, Vladimir found himself yelling to keep up. So this was why all the commentators at the professional matches seemed to shout out at gibbering fast voices. "Vanderhol and Kiera Kingsley are supporting Fiorelli's position - Katheryn Kingsley is tailing Fiorelli now - Fiorelli passes - And Kiera - Kiera gets it - Now Troque from the Hufflepuff team is after Kiera, look at them go, both very charming girls, catfight! Catfight! - Ulp - Sorry Professor." Vladimir gulped as the same Professor from the stands glared at him once more.

"Fiorelli goes in close to the Hufflepuff's hoops to try and support Kiera - Hufflepuff Keeper Bellamy is bracing herself - Hold on, looks like something's wrong down below ... Mike Goulding looks like he's sick ... No, no, I'm sorry folks, Goulding won't be playing today..." Before the groans from the Gryffindor stands could fully rise, Vladimir bellowed, "BUT HERE COMES DUMBLEDEZ! Look at him, he's going in to take the Gryffindor hoops now-" Once again cringing as deafening cheers hit the air, Vladimir turned his attention back to the game once more. "Weasley's coming in, looks like she's ready to mean business - Hufflepuff Seeker Wright is off, looking for the Snitch she is - And there goes Mercer, Gryffindor Seeker, flying right after Wright, she's not going to bear losing to Wright is she now? - Mercer making a lap around the Pitch, looking out for the Snitch - Kiera realizes Troque is tailing her - Passes - Fiorelli gets it - Scores at the same time, beautiful form there - Gryf- And Bellamy saves it. Well, Hufflepuff's bound to get lucky sometimes..."

Groans, jeers, cheers, from both stands, popped up and wafted about in the air; Vladimir expected it. "Gryffindor moving in to ta- No wait, Pat' Rogers gets it! There she goes, flying off, flanked by Prince - Weasly hits a bludger towards Rogers there; wouldn't want to get on the wrong side of that girl's bat. Mind, I guess both ends hurt - Fiorelli's shooting forward now, picking up speed - Rogers dodges the bludger, still going strong - Troque flanks Rogers as well - little Hufflepuff escort flying along, Fiorelli's continuing to go at breakneck speed - Dumbledez is pretty intimidating over there, doubt anything's going to get past that guy - Gryffindor's Chasers are riled up now; Vanderhol is going after Rogers to try and intercept her - Rogers spots Vanderhol - I think... Rogers drops the quaffle! - No wait, what? Oh! - It's a discreet pass to Troque! - Troque gets it - Fiorelli still shooting forward like a madman - madgirl, sorry -"

As the audience chuckled, Vladimir's eyes watered, Quidditch went fast, he knew that, but he didn't quite expect this sort of fast - this was ridiculous! Taking a deep breath, Vladimir focused his eyes on the game and continued. "Vanderhol notices the feint - Vanderhol chasing after Troque now - Aireous makes herself known, looks ready to crack a few skulls - Rogers going in close to the hoops area, looks ready for a pass, Troque passes it to Pat' Rogers - Fiorelli gets confused, doesn't intercept the pass - Prince hits a bludger out of Rogers' way - Rogers gets the quaffle - takes a shot - Dumbledez saves it! Puts quaffle back in play, Fiorelli takes possession - Prince sends a bludger at Fiorelli - Troque takes off after Fiorelli - Dumbledez yelling a warning at his team mates - Fiorelli turns - No don't turn! - Ow!"

A low groan passed over the Gryffindor stands as they realized Andromeda Fiorelli got hit. Vladimir winced, then picked up where he had left the game. "Fiorelli takes a brutal bludger to the arm by Sam Prince, drops the quaffle - Wonder if she's alright - Vanderhol flying there as fast as she can, she's not making it in time - Troque takes possession! - Weasley hitting a bludger away from her team -Gah, I hate those skullcracking buggers - Kiera Kingsley attempting to cover in Fiorelli's absence - Gryffindor alternate beater, Moonlight, is coming in - Eh? - Well - Prince now guarding Troque's flanks, Troque goes in - takes a shot - No! Feint! - Takes the real shot - Gryffindor's Kingsley coming in fast - Dumbledez going for the feint ... no, he spots the real attempt, he saves it again!"

Vladimir breathed out in relief, wiping sweat from his brow. "Right then... Dumbledez puts quaffle back in play..." Murmurs passed over the stands, relief from the Gryffindors, mostly irritation from the Hufflepuffs. Vladimir found himself wanting to join in, but a commentator was unbiased - sad; he'd have to get used to that. "Vanderhol taking possession - Dumbledez yelling encouragement by the looks of it - anyone hear what he said? Something about cats. Maybe she's catty? - Sorry Professor! - Uh - Moonlight covering his team - Wright and Mercer continuing to search for the Snitch in frustration, poor girls, game not terribly exciting for Seekers are this point, I'm sure - Prince trying to keep up with Troque - Ooh! - That's gotta hurt - Prince gets whacked by a bludger on his arm - hand - can't tell - Dumbledez is a proper threat to the Hufflepuffs, I thought he usually didn't play as Keeper? Kiera goes shooting off again, Vanderhol still in possession..."

Taking some time to rest, Vladimir thanked his common sense he remembered to get a water bottle. Taking a quick gulp of the refreshing liquid, he prepared to continue with the lightning-fast commentary.

[ 0 to 0, Gryffindor vs Hufflepuff ]

 

[Ares Taylor]

Arisa! Ares realized of course, he'd heard Neita mention so much he was suprised he still hadnt met her. "Nice to meet you" he said with a smile.

Ares poked his tongue at Ari as she called him a devil. "Thought I'd give the chance to someone else to warm the alternate benches well I popped over to see how Neita was doing, we're very competitive" he told her.

They were soon joined by Vivienne, whom Ares had met a couple of times "Hello Vivienne-Steve" he greeted her with a grin before turning his focus to the sky wondering how Neita was doing.

'Wright and Mercer continuing to search for the Snitch in frustration, poor girls, game not terribly exciting for Seekers are this point, I'm sure' The commentator was saying Ares laughed hearing Neita addressed as 'Wright'. "Not terribly exciting is right!" he said out loud "Wheres the fun in spending most of the game doing nothing?"

 

[Arianna Tipley]

Ari rolled her eyes at him again, but couldn't help but smile. A sudden noise to her right make her look around in alarm as a loud voice began commentating in some sort of accent. Since she was still figuring out herself what was going on, she began to listen, and quickly caught up to what was happening.
"Wow, I didn't know Taylor played Quidditch" she said in mild surprise, focusing her binoculars on her friend as she looked around for the snitch.
"And hey there's Sam!" she exclaimed after a second as she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure zooming around with a beaters bat.

"What position do you play?" Ari asked Ares, turning away from the game.

 

[Ares Taylor]

Ares laughed "Well I tried out for beater, but Im a bench warmer" he laughed "Well we're technically called General Alternates... but bench warmer makes more sense" He scrunched up his nose "I was subbed in as a chaser when the game first started... but I feel horrible and am really not up to playing right now"

He smiled "Your not into quidditch?" he asked.

 

[Vladimir Volkov]

"Katheryn Kings' on sis's tail - Hufflepuff Seeker Wright is flying off - Mercer speeds up and goes in to see what her opponent has found - Is it the Snitch? No ... False alarm. Looks like Mercer's a bit troubled now - bout' Fiorelli perhaps?" Vladimir continued, glancing at the match and observing as the best he could. "Prince looks bothered by his injury - Flies in to the west - Sends a bludger flying at Vanderhol there ... Weasley blocks it! Good save there! Rogers and Troque both go speeding in - Kiera trying to lose her sister there - Vanderhol keeps on flyin' - Flying right for the Hufflepuff hoops - Katheryn doesn't seemed deceived, keeps tracking her sister - Dumbledez looks like he's panicking there, haha!"

Chuckling to himself - then chuckling with the audience as they joined in, Vladimir rubbed his chin as the game continued. "Weasley's keeping a lookout for Vanderhol - Bellamy spots Vanderhol racing forward, braces herself - Troque starts tailing Vanderhol - All the pressure's on Katalina Vanderhol! There she goes! Says - What? Kitty what? Anyone hear that? No? - Uh - Tosses the quaffle to Kiera! Wise move there, loses the pressure - Hold it! Who saw that?"

The stands froze for a moment when the flash of gold appeared; Vladimir gaped for a moment, then blinked. "Yes folks, that was the snitch! Hufflepuff Chaser Neita Wright goes after it, but the fast little bugger only popped up momentarily in the far east and disappeared, and there it goes, Wright loses sight of it - What's going on now then? - Uh, wait a second, that's my job isn't it - Kiera gets the pass - Flies in - Shoots - Bellamy tries t- No - GRYFFINDOR SCORES!!"

The deafening ruckus that followed was nearly enough to make Vladimir reconsider commentating. Tapping his ears a few times to make sure they still worked, Vladimir cleared his throat and continued, "A fantastic shot there by Kiera Kingsley, girl's got guts, brains, a figure, what else doesn't she h - Uh, I'll keep quiet about Kiera King's assets now since Big M' is glaring at me." Vladimir Dragonski mentally reminded himself about restrictions on language used in the commentary.

[ 10 to 0, Gryffindor vs Hufflepuff ]

 

[Arianna Tipley]

Ari giggled at his choice of words
"Beater... Nice and violent" she joked, smiling wryly. She knew that wasn't true. She knew Sam quite well, and was in no way violent. Though she didn't know Ares as well, she'd gathered that though he was a troublemaker, he wasn't mean.
When asked if she was interested in Quidditch, she had consider her answer for a second
"Weeelll... Sam taught me to fly" she said, gesturing vaguely out at the pitch where he was playing
"And I liked flying, but I've never really played any Quidditch. Though, watching this game kind of makes me want to play" she said, looking back out at the players.

Looking back at Ares she said
"Whenever you know that you're going to be playing, let me know and I'll come and watch" she said, smiling at him, before returning to the game.

 

[Ares Taylor]

Ares laughed "Violent? Yeah right!" He loved his pranks, that much was true, but Ares always knew exactly where to draw the line, that was what separated his pranks from Hoshi's, he liked the joke in it, but not when it caused others pain.

He smiled as Ari said watching the game makes her wanna play. Before Ares could reply he heard the commentator 'that was the snitch! Hufflepuff Chaser Neita Wright goes after it' "GO NEITA!!!" Ares yelled at the top of his lungs, suddenly realizing it was the first time he properly supported his cousin. 'but the fast little bugger only popped up momentarily in the far east and disappeared, and there it goes, Wright loses sight of it' Ares sighed and turned back to Ari.

"I'll let you know, if they plan on getting someone else to warm the bench!" he joked. "But if you are interested in playing," he said with a smile "I could always practice with you, it would help me get in some good practive time" he told her.

 

[Arianna Tipley]

Ari whipped her head around to watch Neita zoom after the snitch. A little bubble of excitement appeared in her stomach as she watched her friend go. If Neita caught the snitch, it would be a double victory. Firstly, because Hufflepuff would win the match, and secondly, Neita would be very pleased about catching it. Ari suddenly wished she'd brought a Hufflepuff flag or banner.

She smiled brightly at him, once again taking her eyes from the game
"That'd be cool! I'd love to learn how to play properly, and maybe try out next year" Ari said, eyes sparkling.

 

[Ares Taylor]

Ares grinned "Its a date!" he said with a grin "I'll have you kicking Neitas butt and I'll be getting quality practice in, its a win win"

 

[Arianna Tipley]

Ari's stomach flipped at the word date. She had no idea why. That was second time it had done that since she'd been up here.
Maybe I'm getting a stomach bug she thought.
Pushing it from her mind, she grinned back
"Yeah, that'd be cool" she said, then paused
"I won't be kicking Neita's butt, I'll be kicking yours" she said, laughing.

 

[Leia Evans]

Leia was so excited for the first Quidditch games of the year. She knew it was a huge deal for everyone at HNZ, it seemed to be all they could talk about earlier that week. Leia had been in her dorm room getting ready, frantically searching through her clothes for anything to put together that was school spirited enough until she finally threw on a black tank and high-waisted yellow skirt, slipping her feet into small black flats and grabbing a pair of yellow heart-shaped sunglasses before she bolted out the door and down the flights of stairs. She knew she was running late so her long, dark hair was a mess as it flew behind her loosely.

When she got to the Pitch she could hear lots of commotion so she quickly scurried all the way up the flights of stairs until she reached the top of the benches, not appearing out of breath or anything, just seemingly showing up gracefully and her messy hair looking perfectly windblown. Finally she was at the top and the Veela girl stood by herself nearby a crowd of chattering people whom she'd seen at the Haunted Forest party before. Squinting from the sunlight she remembered her sunglasses so she slipped them on and leaned against the railing to see what was going on. She saw all the different players flying around the pitch and smiled to herself. She had considered trying out for Quidditch but she remembered how she and Kaleb both said they weren't going to be trying out their first year. The thought of Kaleb made her stomach churn and her heart ache before she replaced those emotions with anger at being used and disposed easily.

Leia shook her head to rid her mind of those thoughts and watched the game with excitement. Suddenly her brown eyes saw her friend Sam Prince up in the air and she grinned excitedly. Of course Sam would be on the team, he was known as one of the hugest Quidditch fans! She watched him in action, hitting bludgers towards Gryffindors for a while before focusing on the Gryffindor players now. She knew none of them so she didn't feel bad or any remorse for them really as she yelled out, "Go Hufflepuff!!" She saw one of the Hufflepuff players heading towards the goal hoops so she hoped they'd score.

 

[Jarrod Passfield]

Jarrod wondered into the stands, hoping to quickly check the Ravenclaw, Slytherin score but he suddenly realized he was in the hufflepuff stand. "Urg" he shuddered "Mudblood germs" he muttered as he made his way out of the stands

 

[Ares Taylor]

Ares poked his tongue at Ari "Sure whatever you wanna think" he told her scanning the sky for Neita.

 

[Arianna Tipley]

Ari rolled her eyes, but didn't say anything, turning her attention back to the game. She watched Neita hovering around, searching for the snitch. Now, more than ever, she wanted to give Quidditch a go
"So, when do you think we should go for a fly?" she asked Ares keenly, still watching the game. She watched each member of the Hufflepuff team carefully, making notes of what their position had to do. She wasn't sure which she liked best yet.