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Emilia contemplated leaving the stands entirely, she was not enjoying the noise and shouting and competition here. But before she could, Athena took a seat with her. She gave her cousin a quick smile and a nod, "Hi, yes it's very cool." She said timidly. But then Athena started to shout as well, and Emilia leaned away slightly, wincing. Maybe she would miss out on the next game. She tried to look at what was happening on the field, wincing whenever she saw someone hurt by a bludger.
 
Matt smiled at Cyndi, laughing softly at her comment. "Very much so. I've been worrying about April ever since her first match, and now October too." He gave his stepdaughter a quick smile, noting how worried she looked as well. "She'll be fine." He told her reassuringly. He wished Cyndi luck as well as the game started, immediately he focused all his attention on April. His daughter zoomed over the pitch, and he couldn't help but be impressed. He watched as bludgers were aimed at her, but so far nothing hit. He couldn't help hoping the game wouldn't last very long, he hoped she could remain unscathed.
 
Analei was disheartened when her friend didn't join in with her cheering. She was surprised that more people weren't cheering, it was such a fun and exciting event, and she knew that if she were on the pitch, she'd want as much support as she could get. Analei figured she'd just have to go to Professional games if she wanted to see people get as excited as her about the game. However, just like that, the game was over. Gryffindor had won. Her heart sank even more as she stopped cheering, lowering her sign. Analei didn't make eye contact with anyone, especially not the stupid Gryffindor boy, as she gathered her things and left straight away.
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Veronica was thrilled to see Tomas actually off the bench and playing today, and she watched her friend's progress across the pitch eagerly once the game began. She had initially waved her little red flag as the Gryffindor team was first to grab the Quaffle, but largely ignored the chasers and other players in favour of hoping that she would see Tomas suddenly dive for the snitch out of nowhere. The Hufflepuff seeker had been in games before, but Tomas had also been on the team for a few years now - Veronica desperately hoped that he could catch it first. She was shocked to see him hit by a bludger, however; she let out a loud gasp and covered her mouth. Was he alright? Could he still play? It seemed so, and after not too much time later Veronica was overjoyed to see that her friend had managed to catch the snitch despite the trouble. She cheered loudly, not even upset at how short the match had been, or aware or how her noise might draw the attention of others. Tomas had won Gryffindor the game!
 
Onyx whistled as he strode into the stands. He had his arm around Kira, and he found them decent seats quickly. "Think they'll put her in this time?" He asked the brunette idly, though he planned to cheer for Gryffindor a bit as well. Jacob would be playing on the other team, and he was understanding Kira's neutrality a bit more this time. Still, his loyalty ultimately lay with his sister. He ran a hand through his hair, eager for the game to begin. He'd stolen Sapphire's Slytherin scarf to show his support.
 
Kira followed Onyx, though she didn't have much choice with his arm around her shoulder. She smiled up at him. It was nice to have another brother figure here at school. She was eager to see Sapphire play. "I hope so, she's been working so hard," Kira responded, tucking her chocolate hair behind her ear.
 
It was the second Quidditch match of the season and willow was dressed all in red. she had even put a temporary dye through her hair to make it as vivid as it had been at the start of the first year when she was excited to be sorted into her favourite house. since then she had let it go more ginger but today it was red. she was also carrying a large sign that said go Gryffindor. on it in flashing red and gold writing. she watched as the players got to their starting position and booed as Slytherin got the quaffle first. but cheered as the quick shot on goal went wide.
She had always enjoyed quidditch and standing in the stands watching made her wish she was there enjoying the match from the air. but she was stubborn. she knew that was what her mum wanted. so the only thing she could think of to do was to not participate and to instead to cheer her house on. especially those who she was friends with. "wooop. Good shot Lizzie" she shouted practiclly screaming the first woop as she saw a bludger hit by the girl strike the Slytherin seeker for the second time in hardly any time.
 
Sofia didn't knew why she kept coming to Quidditch games. Perhaps it was because she wanted to look out for her brother. He liked the sport so much and dedicated everything to it. Sofia hated it very much and thought the sport was dangerous. They thought very differently. Still she wanted to support her brother in a way, so she decided she would try and watch the game just to show her brother she was happy for him. Sofia entered the stands and saw a lot of Gryffindors already. Sofia found a spot in the front and looked at the pitch. When the game started she searched out for Gabriel. She saw his blonde hair as he flew along the field. When he got hit by a bludger really fast Sofia turned her head around. This was why she hated the sport so much! Her mother had died because of a hard hit with a bludger and a high fall from her broom. Why couldn't it be just a game without that stupid bludger. When she looked again she was glad Gabriel was still sitting on his broom. The blonde looked angry at the girl who hit him and would remind her face. Stupid Slytherin.. Sofia than saw Gabriel took posession of the quaffle, she felt a need to cheer for her brother and before she knew it, it came out of her mouth. '' GO GABRIEL!!!!!! GO GRYFFINDOR! YOU CAN DO IT!'' Sofia hoped her brother would score, so that would give him confidence. She also hoped he would look out for the bludgers. And wished he wouldn't be hit again by one
 
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the link to game four was added to the other links. From this point forward, it's probably best to tag your post with the game it refers to
 
Game: Hufflepuff vs Ravenclaw

Matt had had a few tense Quidditch games before. Ever since his daughter April had joined the team, he had been nervous for each and every game. Recently, his stepdaughter October also made a permanent position on the team, doubling the amount of anxiety each match gave him. But so far nothing had compared to this. Both girls would be playing against each other, and he really wasn't sure how this was going to go. Things with October were still so fragile that he worried this match would ruin something that would be hard to recover if Ravenclaw lost. At the same time, April famously was a horrible sore loser. He could still remember her as a child throwing a a board game off the table after losing. But that wasn't his biggest worry. His gaze slid to the beaters on each team. Soon they would be aiming for both April and October. He wished they had chosen a position on the team that put less of a target on their back. It seemed impossible to hope they might both get out of this unscathed, but Matt couldn't help but wish for such an outcome. A small smile appeared on his face as he noticed the two greet each other on the field with a hug. Maybe things wouldn't be so bad, as long as they could both stay out of the hospital wing.
 
Chante made her way to the pitch with a big bag of colored popcorn to watch the match between Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw. It's her first match observing ever at Hogwarts. Since she had tried out for the team and didn't make the cut, it dawn on her she yet to see Hufflepuff team in action. Quidditch, wasn't necessarily her thing. She liked to fly, but her cousin and aunt favorite the sport way more than Chante. Briar, aunty Briar went as far as to play professional. So, in a way Chante had wanted to try something new and different. Chante wanted to be included in their quidditch chatter. Preparing for the game, Chante made colored popcorn that tasted like crunchy cotton candy with the help of house elves. She brought more than enough to share. Chante sat down near Professor Ward, she believed that's who he was. "Hello! Would you like some? Freshly popped."
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Matt was surprised when a young girl came to sit next to him, though he gave her a distracted smile. When she offered him popcorn, he shook his head quickly. "No thank you, you should eat it." He said with a smile. In truth, his stomach was too tied up in knots to even think about eating. He wondered if the girl was in his daughter's year, as she appeared to be a Hufflepuff. He thought he knew most of the girls in her dormitory, but it was always possible one slipped his notice. "Do you know April? She's my daughter, the seeker." He told her, pointing her out. But then the game began, so he quickly focused on it. He watched anxiously as the two girls he cared about most in the world flew around the pitch in search of the same thing. He hoped one of them would find it quickly, so they wouldn't get hurt by bludgers. For a while, it went okay for them both, and Matt felt himself relax. But then three people were hit by bludgers in a row, the last one being April. Matt's hands clenched into fists as he leaned closer, trying to gauge how she was doing. As usual, she seemed determined to keep going. In Matt's opinion, three hits was way too many to allow. But he wasn't the one making the rules.
 
Cheering for Hufflepuff and Slytherin simultaneously wasn't an ideal situation in theory, but with close friends on both teams Flavio couldn't see another option. It would be silly to pick a side and choose between the teams when neither of them would be facing Ravenclaw in the last game of the semester, and additionally, it was too much of a serious approach when he had put time aside to simply watch the game and enjoy being on the sidelines for a change. It had been a while since he could sit back and watch quidditch rather than playing himself and he wanted to make the most of it. Flavio watched as the game began, smiling when he saw Geo take possession of the quaffle. It was unfortunate that she didn't make the goal she attempted when she reached the hoops, but Flavio couldn't pay it too much thought when Rory was the one to quickly catch the quaffle as it was thrown back into the game. Alternately bludgers were being hit to each of the seekers as well, which was leading to a very interesting game so far, at least in Flavio's opinion. He kept his attention on his chaser friends as the game continued, interested to see what would happen next.​
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It went without saying that Nixon's disdain for the hufflepuff quidditch team meant he wasn't cheering for their win that day, and was instead sitting in the stands with the motive to cheer on his best friend Liam, who was one of the Slytherin beaters. The other boy was athletic and passionate about quidditch which was something Nixon thought admirable despite his own issues with the sport. Given how passionate Liam was about quidditch, it only made sense for Nixon to show up that day and support his friend doing something he enjoyed, so he planned to cheer Liam on wholeheartedly. It was an added bonus that Liam was in the perfect role to take members of the hufflepuff team down, which made Nixon feel more engrossed in the game as it progressed. He admittedly loved the way Liam was protecting members of the slytherin team rather than hitting bludgers to the hufflepuff players, but was silently pleading for his friend to hit something so he could cheer for hufflepuff's demise, at least for a moment.​
 
The nerves were there, but mostly it was pride she felt today as her house went for the Quidditch cup. They were the reigning champions, and she hoped she wouldn't have to keep the space on the common room mantel empty for too long. Today, she was also full of pride as she watched her son, Jacob, fly again. She could feel he was more confident each time he took the pitch, and the gear that had looked massive on him in September looked less so now. And Jemma was playing in her first game. When it had been announced, Cyndi had gasped and then clapped in delight, her eyes closing in a silent prayer for a moment though she k e if there was a way, Kiera was most certainly watching. Jemma wondered if she had the opportunity to tell Lyra and Link. They'd be so proud too.
 
Tristan had never quite gotten as into Quidditch as some of his classmates, but he knew the sport was an important social part of the school. Visibly shunning wasn't popular, so he was present at almost every match. But this one he wouldn't have missed for anything, as his new girlfriend October was playing. He watched the game with interest, noting how Jacob also seemed to be playing. The Hufflepuff boy was wearing his girlfriend's Ravenclaw scarf in support, and watched her avidly as she moved through the air. The art of flying wasn't something he had focused on at all over the past years, though he had considered trying out for the team on one occasion. But the idea of humiliating himself at tryouts was too horrible, and the boy had decided he would rather gain popularity in other ways.

He hardly looked at any other player on the field, so he was one of the first people to notice October shooting off in one direction. He watched with fascination as she grabbed the snitch out of the air after what had surely been a very short game. A grin spread over his face as he got to his feet. He applauded her, not willing to start shouting and cheering like an idiot. Then he started to make his way down from the stands, he wanted to congratulate her in person.
 
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