Slytherin Quidditch Practice Y43 S2

[Ivelisse Burleigh]

Ivelisse looked for the snitch.

 

[Seamus Reid]

Seamus was really trying, but hit nothing.

 

[Celia Vuong]

Celia couldn't say she was surprised when Indi still managed to score despite getting hit with a bludger. She was not looking forward to replacing her or Natalia next year. Lucie, on the other hand... Celia flew off in search of a bludger to hit the keeper with.

 

[Ivelisse Burleigh]

Ive did not find the snitch yet.

 

[Celia Vuong]

Celia weaved around a couple of her teammates to catch up with a bludger, which she sent barreling towards @Lucie Vernier.

Atlas x1
Avery x1
Celia x1
Indira x1
Ivelisse x1
Lucie x1
Seamus x1

 

[Indira Khatri]

Indi knew grabbing the quaffle after scoring didn't exactly count as stealing but she had to make up for her earlier slip up. And it wasn't like her teammates were making a move. So she tucked the quaffle under her arm and made her way around the pitch.

 

[Celia Vuong]

Celia spent a few moments watching the seekers. She honestly wasn't sure what she was going to do with the lineup next game. Ivelisse had screwed up twice now, and Celia was tempted to bench her permanently. But she knew she needed to base any decision she made off of the practices since those would give a better indication of the seekers' abilities. So far, neither of them had done anything except get hit.

 

[Indira Khatri]

Indi dodged a few of the dummies as she made her way around the pitch until she was right before the hoops. She faked right before tossing it over her shoulder through the center hoop. She grinned as it went in and she dove before she ran into the hoops or the keeper.

 

[Avery Lancaster]

Avery wasn't pleased at taking a hit so early, and instead of using a dummy for cover, he'd almost collided with them instead. He veered off on his own in search.

 

[Celia Vuong]

Movement near the hoops caught Celia's attention, and she watched as Indi scored again. Celia decided to hit the next bludger she came across at @Natalia Novak for not taking more initiative.

Atlas x1
Avery x1
Celia x1
Indira x1
Ivelisse x1
Lucie x1
Natalia x1
Seamus x1

 

[Avery Lancaster]

Avery continued to look around.

 

[Ivelisse Burleigh]

Ive searched.

 

[Mischa Falter-Butera]

Mischa searched around for another bludger to whack.

 

[Ivelisse Burleigh]

Ivelisse kept looking.

 

[Avery Lancaster]

Avery dipped to avoid another fake player.

 

[Lennox Addison]

Lennox was pleased with herself for scoring. It wasn't going to end there though. She watched as the other chaser scored two goals. Lennox grabbed the quaffle as it was thrown back into play. She flew towards the other hoops, determined to make other goal.

 

[Celia Vuong]

Celia started to follow a bludger but lost track of it when a dummy suddenly swerved in front of her, forcing her to dive away.

 

[Mischa Falter-Butera]

Mish went to hit another bludger, but it went a little wide and missed everyone.

 

[Lennox Addison]

Lennox aimed for the hoop, a little too confident as the quaffle flew wide and missed. That could not happen again. She would make sure of that.

 

[Celia Vuong]

Celia hit a bludger towards @Lennox Addison for missing her shot.

Atlas x1
Avery x1
Celia x1
Indira x1
Ivelisse x1
Lennox x1
Lucie x1
Natalia x1
Seamus x1

 

[Lennox Addison]

Lennox winced as the bludger hit her. She glared at Celia. Bludgers were such a terrible idea for a sport. Lennox tried to shake it off as she grabbed the quaffle as it once again was thrown into play.

 

[Celia Vuong]

Celia had to suppress a smirk as Lennox glared at her. Hopefully the hit would motivate the chaser to work on her aim. Celia flew off and hit a bludger towards @Mischa Falter-Butera, curious to see whether he would be able to fend it off.

Atlas x1
Avery x1
Celia x1
Indira x1
Ivelisse x1
Lennox x1
Lucie x1
Mischa x1
Natalia x1
Seamus x1

 

[Ivelisse Burleigh]

Ive searched some more.

 

[Celia Vuong]

Celia tried to hit a bludger, but it shot out of reach.

 

[Lennox Addison]

Lennox was thrown off with the bruise that was forming from the bludger hit. She aimed towards the middle hoop, missing the goal by a short distance. She cursed under her breath. She hated to miss. She hated to not be perfect at everything. Obviously, this was just a fluke.