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Back in the Game [OPEN] Apr 19, 2013 14:52:53 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Apr 19, 2013 14:52:53 GMT -8

7:19am

Silas trudged on to the field, blinking his eyes rapidly in a weak effort to wake himself up. It was early morning on a cloudy Saturday; dew still covered the grass, making his sneakers wet as he emerged into the open playing area. In one hand, he carried his Nimbus 1500 - a gift from his older brother Trevor upon becoming the Gryffindor team captain. Under his other arm, a basketball. It was roughly the approximate size of a quaffle and, since this wasn't a full team practice, he hadn't been granted an actual quaffle to play with. Stuffed into the back of his muggle jeans was his wand. When not practicing with others, he'd practice catching passes by summoning the ball to himself.

Why not a full team practice? Because Silas was out of shape. Final year at Hogwarts, attempting to figure out what he wanted to actually do with his life, and trying to keep high marks had left him with little time to spend on the field. But the games were coming up soon. What kind of captain would he be if he fumbled the first pass thrown to him? Before helping the team, he need to make sure his status as captain was well-earned. Well... at least try-outs were out of the way.

He was familiar with the majority of the team; most - himself included - had been on the team the previous year. They had been quality players, which was why they were back again this year. No one in Gryffindor had accused him of favoritism; people seemed to have realized that each player had each earned their respective spot. That was a step in the right direction, as captain.

Turning to take in the view of the stadium, Silas smiled. It was a beautiful field that Hogwarts had, rivaling many of World Cup stadiums that Trevor had taken him to. Banners - nice, clean, and sharp-looking - had already been hung around the stands in support of the four house teams. Silas's eyes fell on the Gryffindor lion, emblazoned with gold and red, and he came to a stop on the field. Was this where he wanted to be in a few years' time? Standing on a field, looking up to a stand of cheering spectators, possibly losing a tooth to a well-aimed bludger?

The thought had it's appeals, but Silas was still without an answer when he heard movement behind him.

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Back in the Game [OPEN] Apr 21, 2013 2:42:31 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Apr 21, 2013 2:42:31 GMT -8

Sirius had a lot on his mind as of late. First the invitation to the Slug-Club, his brother in a sobbing heap eating all of his late night snacks, it irritated him a little but he knew how to get his mind off of all the things. Quidditch. Grabbing his broom, Sirius rolled his shoulders back quickly and quietly. Flying would clear his mind if only for a little bit. He, James and Remus had spent the evening in Hogsmeade the other night trying to pick up older girls, or he had been, but today he needed to focus. Regulus was questioning their parent's motives and that made the boy smile, yet he missed home as much as it killed him.

Setting foot on the lawn of the Quidditch Pitch he recognized a very familiar head of hair. "Oi, Capt! How's it going out here all on your lonesome? Worried about our next match? Or are you just trying to get back in prime condition? You're looking a little chubby there, but I'm one to talk." Sirius laughed as he leaned against his broom looking across the lawn at Silas. "You know, Silas and Sirius..... that sounds amazing. We should be lovers." With a chuckle he crossed his arms and eyed a basketball. "What's that thing? Looks like a quaffle, but it doesn't at the same time. Where are the denty marks?" He asked curiously

Coming up to his team Captain, Sirius over looked what it was he was holding and squeezed it. "It feels like it would bounce of your noggin if given the chance." Looking over the ball, Sirius puckered his lips and glanced up at the sky. "So if I hit this bounce ball, how far do ya think it would fly? Further than a bludger, ya reckon?" Holdingis hands over his eyes, the younger boy looked out over the playing field. "If you want to get some practice in, I'm pretty good at playing catch. James and I practiced over the summer.

Mikael!!! I'm sorry, I had so much muse I couldn't... stop.

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Back in the Game [OPEN] Apr 22, 2013 2:45:41 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Apr 22, 2013 2:45:41 GMT -8

Mikael didn't sleep well it had been a long week in his return. So he did what he always did, he went to the pitch. He grabbed his broom and put on his robes and gloves. He didn't have a Quaffle to play with but he always wore his gloves to get use to the feel on his broom, he had only started wearing the gloves last year and it still threw him off a little bit. As he approached the pitch he saw two men, probably Gryffindor from the little bit of robes he could see. There was never a huge rivalry between the two houses, so he didn't see it being a problem that they would fly together. He tightened his robe to fight off the cold wind that blew through.

He took strides across the slightly wet grass and became ready to fly. He wasn't sure what to do next, whether to just fly into the pitch or ask the guys first. He fought hard to figure it out and before he knew it, he was still unsure but practically right behind one of the guys. "Uh. Morning fellas, if...if it's okay could I fly with yous guys" he held his broom out and realized that he was speaking with Sirius Black and the Gryffindor Captain, who's name annoyingly escaped him at the moment.

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Back in the Game [OPEN] Apr 23, 2013 5:27:48 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2013 5:27:48 GMT -8

As Silas turned to address the movement, one of Gryffindor's beaters - Sirius Black - came into focus. He carried his broomstick in hand, examining the basketball under Silas's arm. Despite being one of the better flyers within Gryffindor, Black was also a wild card; for the first few weeks that he had known Sirius, Silas had actually questioned if the lad was mental. It was just Black's way, though - and the Gryffindor captain had eventually grown accustomed to it. Taking the basketball in hand, he gave it a short toss in Sirius's direction with a smirk.

"Muggles call it a 'basketball.' Not nearly as exciting as quidditch, though - you get penalized for..." his voice trailed off as another stepped forward on to the field, dressed in Ravenclaw robes and wielding a broom. "...hitting the other team," Silas finished, eying the newcomer cautiously. It wasn't uncommon for tensions between the houses to escalate to squabbles over quidditch, but the majority of fights had involved Slytherin, and this student had at least made himself known, instead of firing a spell off at their backs.

After Silas had discovered his promotion to captain, he had sat in for the other houses' try-outs (much to the dismay of Slytherin) in order to get a better idea of what Gryffindor would be up against. It took a moment, but he recognized the boy as the Ravenclaw's keeper. "Eric... Erixon," he quickly corrected himself, recalling the player's name.

Looking from the Ravenclaw to Sirius, Silas gave a nonchalant shrug. It was infrequent for players from opposing teams to practice together, but it wasn't as if practices were held in secret - anyone could watch. A tad bit of practice couldn't hurt... at least, without bludgers. "What do you think, Sirius?"

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Back in the Game [OPEN] Apr 24, 2013 13:28:19 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Apr 24, 2013 13:28:19 GMT -8

Sirius' eyes lit up as Silas began to explain what the ball was before him. "That.. is so cool! I've never seen a basketball before in my life." Crossing his arms the boy listened in on what his team captain was saying. It was important to pay attention, even if he did give the Seventh year a blank look. It was rather amusing to say the least. "Well that's no fun. I would probably be kicked out of the game if I were to play it. There is obviously no room for a beater on a basketball pitch." The dark haired boy spoke with a matter of fact tone before Ravenclaw Keeper Mikael Erixon made his presence known. "What's up Mamacita?" Of course he was directly talking to Mikael, Sirius happened to come up with a pet name for everyone he came in contact with on a semi-regular basis.

Silas was special as team Captain, Sirius happened to call him Bombshell. It was important to keep up the facade of giving everyone a pet name. That way it made it easier for him to conceal what was actually going on behind closed doors. Dudes and chicks alike got named, he could go down the list and tell you who they were in his mind. "I've got no problem with it if you do, Bombshell. The more the merrier, we could totally make this a three-some and I could use the practice." Sirius reached down to grab the flab on his stomach. It wasn't very much but it was there and he could live with or without it. What would Remus think?

"We could always turn the basketball into a Quaffle. I'm pretty good at transfiguration and I brought out my wand just in case." Shrugging he waved the thing in the air after adjusting the pulls for his hood making them even. "I mean, sure we're helping the enemy, but Mamacita here is a good lad. I think we could all use the practice before the next season starts up after this blasted white snow fluffy stuff goes away."

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Back in the Game [OPEN] Apr 29, 2013 17:39:45 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Apr 29, 2013 17:39:45 GMT -8

Mikael was sure that his offering of peace had been well received, the Gryffindor Captain, Silas was known to be a solid guy with a good head on his shoulders. A true captain who ran his team well and was well known for his scouting, he liked to know what he was up against. Though he definitely didn’t seem to be at his best shape, though that was common for players at this time of year. People wanted their Christmas break to come quickly and so training became less important. His Gryffindor teammate was Black, Sirius Black. Mikael had his first introduction to Sirius in his second year, they were classmates in quite a few classes that year and Mamacita had been a name that Sirius had called him for years. It had long since fazed him even slightly. “Not much Sirius, just looking to get some practice in this morning. Figured it would be beneficial for ya’ll to have a keeper in the mix.” He smiled and dropped his broom, he had been holding it outstretched for long enough.

With the season coming quickly Mikael wanted to be the best he could, he had worked his ass off this summer to get in the best shape of his life and he wanted it to pay off and help lead his Ravenclaw team. With all of these practices getting cancelled because of rain and snow, Mikael was going to get practice in whenever and with whoever he could.

Mikael laughed when he heard Sirius’ plan. He took a few steps back. “Yeah I’m gonna be back here while you do that” he had been in class with Sirius long enough that while he was a good student, accidents did seem to follow him from time to time. This could be interesting, both the transfiguring of the basketball and the practice as a whole.