Who: Pansy Parkinson, The Hufflepuff Quidditch Team and anyone else who happens to be down at the pitch at that time. Yay for threads that allow bunches of people to be in them.
What: Stalking Quidditch watching, Flirting and disrupting Quidditch practice with sweets.
When: Saturday at Noonish.
Where: Quidditch Pitch
Status: Pending.



She held her box of cupcakes tightly in hand as she made her way to the Quidditch pitch. She had to admit her cheerful perk of late had turned into a bit of a nerve overload over the course of the morning. Were people really going to buy any of this? She could already hear Ernie corning her after a Prefect meeting and lecturing her about whatever evil plan she was working on needing to be dropped. She didn’t expect anything less than to be turned into the villain by her classmates. Yes, she was the corruptor of homosexuals; Devil in a green silk-tunic and blue jeans and bearing the immaculate cupcakes that were obviously meant to poison them all.

She perched herself on the bleachers watching the Hufflepuff team practicing in the sky. To be honest, they all looked like ants to her. She couldn’t make them out. They all looked the same to her from there. She pretended like it was the most interesting thing she’d ever seen though. She had to be able to say she’d been watching in case someone asked. She didn’t want to be a liar. Besides, she wasn’t really paying attention. Her mind was already running over precisely how she intended to be flirty but not so much that it was pathetic which was how it was going to look at first. Heterosexual girls should know better than to waste their time on the gay ones. She’d have to flirt with more than just Zacharias. It was all in good fun.