A First Practice - Cat

[lycorismalfoy]

A young blonde looking girl made her way out to the quidditch pitch with one of the very lame school brooms in her hand. She had not yet told very many people about her dream to get onto the Gryffindor Quidditch team, and therefore did not actually own a broom. Yes, Lycoris Malfoy had taken after her father when it came to flying. She loved to have her feet high in the air off the ground, feeling the wind blow through her hair. It made her feel somewhat free.

Her morning had been rather long with expectancy. One Miss Catriona Weasley had said that she would help Lyc with her dream, and they had said to meet that day after lunch. Ever since she had worken up that morning she had been a bundle of anticipation. The hour between the time she had woken up and breakfast seemed to take days, and then trying to focus on what little homework that was yet to be done was nearly impossible between breakfast and lunch. So by the time that lunch rolled around, you would think that this girl had gone almost completely mad.

Lunch was pretty quick for Lyc. She wanted to eat fast, so she could go change from lazy clothes that she didn't really want people to see her in for too long, to something more presentable, and more suited for flying. This consisted of a pair on straight legged jeans, and a light green tee shirt with some random splotches that made it look like she had been in a paint fight with someone. After changing she went to the broom closet and picked out a broom that didn't look like it would fall apart on her, nor try to throw her off the minute she got ten feet into the air. Boy did they need to replace those soon.

So, now that we are all caught up, Lycoris stepped onto the pitch and looked around. Even though she had grown over the summer, the pitch still looked to her as if she were just an ant on a football field. Scary thought. She took a deep breath and looked at the broom once more, and gave it a nod. She mounted it and took off from the ground. It wasn't that she was bad at flying, she just wasn't sure how high she should go just in case somethign happened before Cat got there.

[catrionaweasley]

Cat had promised her younger sister-like friend Lycoris Malfoy that she would help her practice her Quidditch. Cat was on the team herself, so that gave her an easy access to the box which contained two bludgers, a quaffle, and a snitch. She wasn't sure what position Lyc was interested in playing, so she brought Beater bats too. After she grabbed her broom from her dormitory, Cat decided she was ready. With a little help of magic, Cat managed to get to the Pitch in the middle of lunch, making lots of time for practice. Cat wasn't much of a teacher, but with her and Lyc's sisterly bond Cat was willing to teach her. Soon, Cat arrived at the pitch. She smiled at Lyc and walked over.

"Hey, Lyc," she greeted her friend, a smile on her face. "Want to join the team? That's great news." was what she said next. She opened the box, but didn't take out any of the balls yet. Cat would know which ball to take out when she found out what position Lyc wanted to do. And... "So what position on the team would you like to be?" she asked. "It'll let me know which ball we're going to work with and if we need the Beater bat."

The team already had a Keeper, one Beater, and one Chaser. Lyc had the possibility of being a Beater, a Chaser, or the Seeker for the team. A Seeker was the most desperately needed, but whatever Lyc wanted to do was fine with Cat. She was here to help Lyc with whatever position she wanted to do, and Cat wouldn't change what position Lyc wanted to do if the one she said she wanted was the one she wanted to do. It wouldn't be fair to Lyc, and Cat would hate to have her and Lyc on bad terms. She really liked Lyc a lot, and she didn't want that to change.

[lycorismalfoy]

Lycoris beamed as she heard Cat's voice. "Hey Cat!" She said, landing on the ground once more and walking the few paces to her friend. Cat was almost like an older sister to her, and she liked that. Not that she hated her own sister, but sometimes it was good to have one who wasn't actually blood related. She nodded her head to the next question, being about that she wants to be on the team. "I havn't told my dad yet, I figure he has enough on his mind, and I think it would be more fun to send him a letter saying that I made the team, rather than get his hopes up."

Lyc had thought before about sending an owl to her father about this, but what she said is what she had decided, and thought may be best. She then turned her attention to the box of balls that now lay on the ground, and the two beater bats beside it. What position did she want for the team? "Well..." She began "I've been thinking about it, and I think I want to try that lovely snitch out for size. But if that one fails, then I think a chaser." She looked at the bludgers and the bats and shook her head "I don't exactly want to be blamed for hitting one of those things in the wrong direction and hit someone on our team."

Lycoris gave a smal smile. She was excited, but if she couldn't see the snitch at all, then it would be utterly pointless to try out as a seeker, but then again, if the seeker thing didn't work out, and she ended up not being able to catch the quaffle, or throw it even, then that would just be bad. She shoved those thoughts out of her mind and looked back at the golden snitch. That was indeed what she wanted to do.