Slytherin Quidditch Practice Y38/S2/V2

Blake van Houten

⚡competitive⚡finally free⚡ ⚡macaws seeker⚡
 
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Rowan
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Half Blood
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Married
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Lars) (Gay
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Laurel Wand 12 1/2" with Phoenix Tail Feather
Age
8/2036 (23)
It felt good, closing out his time at Hogwarts with another cup win. Slytherin had held the cup for as long as Blake had been Seeker, and that was an accomplishment he could look back on with pride for the rest of his life. But winning meant that his time with the team wasn't quite over, so he had summoned them down to the pitch once again, to prepare for their upcoming match against Ilvermorny. Once the team was assembled, he greeted them with a small smile. "Alright, we've got one last match all together as a team, let's make it count. Hogwarts knows what we're made of, time to show the rest of the world. Everyone give it your all, and Ilvermorny won't know what hit 'em." He said with a warm smile before blowing his whistle to start the practice.

((No arrivals, let's just get into it! Practice will run until the Ilvermorny match starts!))
Slytherin,Practice
 
Indi was still reeling over the last match and how quickly the team had won. And she was glad to get another chance to practice and didn't hesitate before grabbing the quaffle and heading towards the hoops.
 
Blake kicked off with the rest of the team, soaring into the air and beginning his search for the snitch.
 
Indi threw the quaffle when she was finally close enough to the hoops but frowned as the ball missed it's mark and went wide.
 
Blake flew on, looking for any sign of the snitch as he slowly circled the pitch.
 
Gripping his broom tight, Blake continued searching the pitch for any signs of the snitch.
 
Blake flew on, hoping to spot the snitch as he circled the pitch.
 
Mordred felt he was so behind in everything. He'd be CEO of the family company by the end of the school year. Mordred sighed after throwing the quaffle back into play.
 
Eleanor hadn’t had any play time in the last game, but it didn’t mean she wasn’t pleased with their win. When Indi missed the goal, Eleanor swooped in to get the Quaffle.
 
Jasper followed the young chaser with the quaffle, hoping to assist her if necessary.
 
Eleanor neared the goal. She took aim but her shot was too far to the left. She groaned in frustration and hoped she’d get another chance.
 
Finishing his lap Blake flew lower, circling the pitch closer to the ground and looking for the snitch as he went.
 
Indi felt a little better as Eleanor missed when she tried to make a goal, and she wasn't the only who needed some time to warm up. She saw her chance to take the quaffle again and took it. With the ball tucked against her side she raced around the pitch eager to make another shot.
 
Blake continued circling low, looking around for any sign of the snitch, though so far it eluded him.
 
Indi approached the hoops quickly, not bothering to watch out for any of the other chasers. She threw the quaffle with all her strength and cheered as it went through the hoops.
 
Indi was still proud of the goal she had made and decided to be generous and hang back to let one of the other chasers have a chance.
 
Having no luck down low Blake flew up higher, searching around for the snitch above the hoops.
 
Ruben was back at practice once more, he was hoping this practice would be better than his last one. So far no luck on spotting the snitch but the practice was just beginning.
 
Ruben kept flying around the pitch trying to find the snitch, no luck so far.
 

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