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spinrightround (spinrightround) wrote in pandorarpg,
@ 2011-12-26 11:00:00

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!status: complete, ^date: november 09 2003, character: alicia spinnet, character: george weasley

Who: Alicia Spinnet and George Weasley
What: There's nothing like tossing a quaffle to put your troubles in perspective
Where: Hogsmeade Community Pitch (small quidditch pitch by the residential part of Hogsmeade)
When: November 9, 4 PM
Rating: Likely PGish, with the occasional bad language

Alicia had to work her 'other job' that night, and she was in no mood for it - however, it was a decent night to line her purse. While few blokes spent their Sundays at the Honepot, few of the dancers did either, which meant that those willing to work were often well compensated by those that did come. The only positive thing was that she hadn't had one of those nightmares last night, and for a while could go without the thought of being strangled.

She needed to get out of her flat, somplace where she could just fly. The pick-up game in memory of Harry had reminded her how long it had been since she'd flown regularly, and she needed that again. Grabbing her broom and a quaffle, she Apparated to the small pitch near Hogsmeade.

It was a lovely day with the sun shining and the wind picking up enough to promise an enjoyable flight. She looked around and saw she wasn't quite a lone, a witch and a young boy were practicing flying close to the ground - it was likely the boy's first time on a broom, judging by his technique. She smiled, remembering how her own father had taken her for her first solo flight when she was nine (before that, he'd had trouble resisting her pleas, begging to be taken with him when he flew).

Her heart already warmer than it had been moments ago, she straddled her broom and set her sights on the sky, kicking off from the ground with a joyous yell.

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prankstrinchief
2011-12-27 04:09 am UTC (link)

Even though George had no idea what her "other job" was, he would have quickly and happily declared that she was one of the fittest girls he knew, and that there was plenty to stare at. He'd always found her attractive, but he'd also never made a move, not thinking she was interested in return. He might be cocky and obnoxious at best, but he didn't like rejection, just like everyone else, so he usually just didn't set himself up for the fall. He just made snarky comments instead.

He laughed at her comment. "Oh, ouch Ally! Low blow! And after all those years I kept your pretty head from getting beat in by those bludgers, you'd think a little more respect could be found for it!" When the Quaffle came flying at him, he instinctively ducked out of the way, and then almost fell off his broom, making a right fool of himself, but laughing all the way through as he managed to right himself. He flew down to the ground and picked up the Quaffle where it had fallen, and then instead of flying back up to her level, raced off close to the ground towards the goal at the other end of the pitch.

	spinrightround 2011-12-27 04:36 am UTC (link)
	Oh, that little bugger... All right, she did look, but she was human, after all. However, he still needed to be punished for that remark. Tucking her bottom lip between her teeth, she streamlined herself to lower wind resistance until her broom was right next to his. Finally, she reached out... ... and shoved him off his broom. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	spinrightround 2011-12-27 05:55 am UTC (link)
	This time she chuckled freely. "It's just a rhyme I heard. Spent a bit of time with Muggles doing my studies, and I overheard one of the girls say it to her daughter. Reminded me of you - but then, you're the only George I know." Her fingers continued to stroke his hair - it was more of a comforting gesture, though for him or her, she didn't consciously know. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)