Quid-what

[Paisley Phillips]

Hogwarts was massive to her delight---but also not to her delight. She had gotten lost a total of four times within the last two days, which in all honesty, wasn't too shabby. Between her poor memory and the many, many staircases that look identical and argh... stairs, in general, she concluded that her attempts were fruitless. She thought she might as well give up. She would never really know her way around the castle---but on the bright side, she would never really know her way around the castle---which in Paisley's mind meant adventure.

The moment Paisley was dismissed from her final class of the day, she set off to 'get lost' with her notes in hand, too lazy to properly discard them in her bag. After milling the hallways for an hour, she eventually stumbled upon what seemed to be the school's trophy room.​

 

[Rafael Padilla]

In a hopeful attempt to find a shortcut to the Great Hall so he wouldn't have to walk so many stairs in order to eat his final meal of the day, Rafael turned left and walked into another corridor. He didn't know if shortcuts even existed within the castle, but with the building being so old and enormous surely some Professor had added a couple of them throughout the years. Luckily he did not have any more lessons today so didn't mind if he would end up lost again. Rafael continued to walk through the corridor until he eventually turned another left which led him to a door he hadn't seen there before - not that he had seen much of the corridor in general, the whole castle was very new to him still. Much to his surprise Rafael didn't find himself a shortcut but what appeared to be the trophy room. For a moment the Gryffindor wondered how many trophies would be here until he realised that he wasn't the only student in the room. ''Hey.''

 

[Paisley Phillips]

Paisley forgot to close the door. It was left ajar, almost like an invitation for whomever to join her. When a voice called out, she froze. Was she allowed in here? If not, what was the fun in breaking the rules if she was going to get caught? She glanced over her shoulder, half-expecting to see an upperclassman instead of the Gryffindor boy. "Hey," she replied.

Paisley searched the shelves of the trophy case and found a common theme: broomsticks? She inquired, "What sports do wizards play?"​

 

[Rafael Padilla]

Rafael smiled when she replied and walked over towards her, looking around at the trophies while doing so. There were a lot of them and it made him wonder how many students had gone to Hogwarts before him. Probably thousands. He shrugged his shoulders at her question. ''Mainly Quidditch, but there are a lot of other sports that wizards play.'' Raf told the girl.

 

[Paisley Phillips]

Paisley scrunched her nose, "What?" she asked. Either she heard him wrong---or wizards did not play 'normal' sports, for example, football or rugby? Narrowing her vision, focusing on one of the trophy's plaques, she read 'Quidditch.' "What, is that like broom hockey or something?"​

 

[Rafael Padilla]

He chuckled at the girl's reaction to the word Quidditch. ''I don't know what 'hockey' is but Quidditch is a sport played on broomsticks in the air,'' Rafael replied. With Abian and his computer thingy and now his housemate and whatever hockey was, the Gryffindor wondered if he should take Muggle Studies as an elective in his third year as it all sounded rather interesting to him.