Quidditch Pitch

"With two people I'm not bargaining on being to friendly. Come on, show us your worst." He steels himself in front of the goal hoops.

A dark smile crept across Jaq's face, "You're asking for it Yaxley." Jaq swooped around to gain more momentum and then pelted at his friend, raising the quaffle up, looping it around Luke.

He stuck his foot out just in time, his face twisted in concentration. It spiked the side of the hoop, rebounded onto the other side then fell away. Luke smirked. "I'm not even a Keeper..." He swoops down and picks up the Quaffle, balancing it on his palm.

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16 goals each and an hour later, the boys dropped down to the ground. Sweating and panting, yet still looking absolutely marvellous.

Jaq laughed, truly laughed, "I haven't had... that much fun... in a long time. Let's get back to the common room and get changed. I hear one of the girls, pureblood of course, is holding a party."

"Who'd you hear that from?" He grinned. "Man, I'm keen. Come on, let's pretty ourselves up. This should be good."

-I walk to the Quiditch Pitch with a Crazy Grin on my face-

I step out of the shadows and smile at him. "Nice evening for a game isn't it?" My laugh shivers through the night air like a wind chime.

-Crazy Grin, chuckles- Perhaps, actually I was hoping to run into you... you have perked my interest...

I smile sweetly and tilt my head to the side. "Well thank you" I say and look him up and down wondering who he was and if he could be useful to the Brand.

-Crazy Grin, laughs insanely- Careful there... I'm engaged you know... and anyway, I don't believe I've introduced myself. My name is Crouch Jr, I assume you've heard of me?

Her smile spreads over her face revealing her pointed teeth. Full of himself I see. I always liked cocky boys. "No, I can't say I have but you look like someone good to know" My slight accent is more pronounced. "I am Lyebel"

Ooc: She's not from around here

she means Lyzebel. -.- -pats blood on head- there there...

-I take a courteous bow- Pleasure. -Crazy Grin- At any rate, I'm the Head Death Eater here at Hogwarts, an extension of the Dark Lord's will... and judging from your teeth, you're either a vampire or something similar, am I right? Actually, don't answer that, of course I am...

I know -.- I never get her fraking name right... -sigh- That's for thinking up a name in a hurry

I throw my head back and light laughter spills from my mouth. "Well if you hadn't noticed I would have been rather disappointed in the intelligence of the head death eater" I say and curtsy still smiling sweetly.

-Crazy grin, chuckles- I think you'll find my genius to be with few equals... at any rate, it's a LOT better to be with me than against me... and I've liked what I've seen so far in you. I always know an investment when I see one... so tell me a bit about yourself...

-keeps it up-

-Crazy Grin- You're looking at the second greatest wizard in the world... only one is stronger than me, and I work for him...

That's about all there is to say about me... your turn...

-impregnates-

-Crazy Grin- Come now, there must be more than that... Strike was talking about a little secret you have... need I pry it from your mind, or will you spare me a step and tell me?

-stares squarely-

-Chuckles- Fair enough... but still, I sense potential in you... we'll be in touch... tootles... -starts walking away-

OOC Got to go, night folks

Meooooooow

Luke strolls across the Pitch, testing the ground. He didn't have his broom with him, he was just testing the conditions. He looked from one end to the other, getting an estimate of the length for strategy training. He walks over to the bleachers and sits down, elbows on knees and his face resting in his hands, thinking of his true love: Quidditch.

Jaq followed Luke out to the Quidditch Pitch, still annoyed that he hadn't even thought of asking Rhiannon what her last name was. He never really thought about it really. She had just been some girl and then she was just his 'apprentice'.