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Title: I wanna be famous, a star on the screen | Bren
Post by: Patience Greene on March 15, 2023, 11:08:29 PM

As April was just around the corner, Patience knew she needed to practice her flying and quidditch skills if she was going to try out for the Hufflepuff team for the next term. She stood confidently on the pitch with her gloved hands in fists on her hips. She wore jeans, a dark longsleeved shirt, and a hoodie under her winter-sports robes. Her tight curls were magically secured into a single french braid being fasted with the ends loose.

She looked out over the pitch and envisioned herself playing like she was a professional- as if she played for the Gravesend Griffins. She could imagine herself zooming across the pitch as she gets the team the last winning points by snatching the snitch. She could hear the crowd cheering her name. "PA-TTY! PA-TTY! PA-TTY!" No longer was she going to watch from the stands. Patience was going to play and she'd do whatever it meant to get on the team.

Her imagination got the best of her that she found herself in her own fantasy leaving behind reality. She was so caught up in the idea of flashing lights, cheering crowds, and signs to flip around cheering her team on, that she was completely oblivious to the presence of her friend showing up behind her. "Yeah!" She exclaimed jumping around with her hands being thrown into the air. When she turned around, she noticed him behind her and immediately froze in place. A deep blush settled as the embarrassment set in. She'd owled for him, but she didn't think he'd come that quickly.

"Oh! Bren! You made it!" She cleared her throat and ran her hand over her braid to the end as she composed herself. "I'm going to play quidditch and I need your help. You like to play quidditch for fun. Wanna join me in a little game between us two? Nothing too competitive," she winked as she made her way over to the broom closet motioning him to follow.

@Brendan de Havilland (https://magical-hogwarts.com/index.php?action=profile;u=1572)

Title: Re: I wanna be famous, a star on the screen | Bren
Post by: Brendan de Havilland on May 13, 2023, 07:01:58 PM

Quidditch Pitch | March 2005

Patty’s note had arrived at simultaneously the best and worst time possible: best because Bren really didn’t feel like finishing his homework at the moment anyway, and the worst because he really needed to do exactly that to avoid getting even further behind on his backlog of essays to write.
He and Shelby (https://magical-hogwarts.com/index.php?action=profile;u=1567) had broken up in the fall, not two months into the new term… but, since then, he was noticeably much more lax about getting his work done in a timely manner. He hadn’t realized just how much he’d unconsciously followed some of her habits when they’d been dating, and how quickly he’d fallen out of those habits once they’d stopped.

In any case, while the distraction was a nice excuse, he was already making his way to the requested meeting spot anyways. He liked Patty (they were friends, after all) and she’d asked for his help – of course he’d be there.

Upon arriving at the Pitch, however, he belated realized that she might not have chosen the spot just to talk (it wasn’t usually too heavily-populated around this time), but perhaps to actually play. Bren himself had deliberated on whether or not to go out for the team for the past two years, but both times had decided against it. He wasn’t nearly as passionate about flying as JR (https://magical-hogwarts.com/index.php?action=profile;u=1566), for one, and secondly he was not interested in facing-off against his sister: he’d seen Aimée  (https://magical-hogwarts.com/index.php?action=profile;u=1754) play enough to know he didn’t want to be anywhere near the receiving end of one of her Bludgers.

As he closed the last bit of distance between himself and Patience (her back was to him), she started whooping and jumping around excitedly – and stopped dead once she realized he was there.

"Oh! Bren! You made it!"

“Yeah, ‘course,” he began to reply, but she was already onto the next thing before he could get all two words out. And before he could completely process what she’d said to him, she was already briskly walking towards the broom shed.

Bren hesitated for a second, shrugged, then trotted after her.
“I— yeah, sure. Dunno how much help I’ll actually be, though… I’m sort of rubbish at Quidditch, really.”