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Post by kshi on Jan 18, 2015 13:00:35 GMT -6
Hogwarts has its own Quidditch pitch where Quidditch teams could practice, hold try-outs and play matches against each other. Each year will see a total of six inter-house matches (each house competing for the Quidditch Cup), along with numerous training sessions by each house team. The stands surrounding the pitch are decorated differently for each Quidditch match at Hogwarts. Every second stand would be decorated with the colors of one team, and every other stand with the colors of the opposing team. Spectators would sit in between these stands. |
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Post by Lighty on Aug 3, 2016 18:42:55 GMT -6
Rhys was, for once, getting along with his twin. On his broomstick, hundreds of feet in the air, it felt like the stresses of opposing houses fell away. A quaffle in hand, he was racing around on his Honor5X. His newest broom, nicknamed Val, was fast. In fact, it was part of the newest line of brooms being produced. It was fast, and Rhys spun out of the way of a bludger. It flew past where his head would have been a moment later if he hadn't taken the sharp turn.
"Ren! That was great!" Rhys called out. His twin didn't even acknowledge him and Rhys's heart fell.
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Post by Lighty on Aug 3, 2016 18:47:39 GMT -6
Ren, on his own broom, was overlooking the pitch with a critical eye. A bat in hand, Ren wasn't flying around like Rhys was. He was floating, pondering, and smacking bludgers towards his brother's head when they came near enough. When Rhys called fkr him, Ren frowned and flew higher. Rhys might be happy playing a light-hearted mock quidditch game of two people, but Ren wasn't. He flew towards the ground and hopped off his broom. Ren gave Rhys a wave and walked away from the pitch, unaware of his twin's frowning face and sad eyes. Unaware or uncaring, and only Ren would know which it was.
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