pin_and_needle (pin_and_needle) wrote in ampfe, @ 2009-01-10 21:28:00 |
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Entry tags: | cho chang, lisa turpin |
Lisa had waited for this for her entire life, and finally, it was here. Ever since she left Hogwarts, her life had been a flurry of Quidditch practices, interviews, screaming fans, Rita Skeeter on many, countless unpleasent occasions, she barely had nytime at all to even see her family! But this, this was big, bigger than all the torrents of media and people. This was the World Cup!
The former Ravenclaw had been recruited the summer she had returned to Spain after graduating, and accepted readily. Within a few months, she was the new captain of the Spanish National Team, given the title of Rookie of the Year in Spain and even helped a few charities with her sister. It had been tiring at some points, but the brunette love it. She loved the team. She loved the game.
Lisa hadn't changed much in appearance. Her hair was still long and dark, she certainly hadn't gotten any taller, or shrunk for that matter. She still enjoyed wearing muggle tees, specifically the vintage Wonder Woman ones. She had a few drawers of those. Her curiosity of muggle life hadn't abated either, she had gone as far as buying a tele ever since Lavender had showed her one. It was marvelous!
Lounging in the sun, with Lightning, her golden retrieve, by her side, Lisa thought about the up and coming game. They were in Scotland, it wasn't too sunny, but it wasn't too dark either. Green everywhere, and taking a deep breath, she smiled. She was alive, and here. She would play one of many World Cups to come for Spain. And they were going to win.
"Vamonos," she told her beloved pet softly, laughing as the dog barked once and followed. Life was good.