Cedric Diggory (
theboywhodied) wrote in
trans_92012-03-29 05:55 pm
A Waffle with a Quaffle [Open, come play! Come spectate and chat!]
It's a beautiful day for soaring in the sky. At least....it's a beautiful simulated day, Cedric corrects himself. He stands in the center of a grassy field, hoops standing tall on either side. Racing brooms that will soon take to the sky with their riders are laid out in neat rows on either side of him, and a case containing the many balls of Quidditch rests at his feet.
He's exchanged the loose-fitted clothing he'd taken up after his injuries for loose-fitting yellow and black robes, and even that small change brightens his mood. Cedric Diggory is in his element. His cheerful, dangerous whirlwind of an element, the finest sport the wizarding world has to offer.
This should be a fun one to watch!
((And go! Use the subthreads, or start your own threads to chat and trash-talk and have a good time! Threadjacking is totally encouraged.))
He's exchanged the loose-fitted clothing he'd taken up after his injuries for loose-fitting yellow and black robes, and even that small change brightens his mood. Cedric Diggory is in his element. His cheerful, dangerous whirlwind of an element, the finest sport the wizarding world has to offer.
This should be a fun one to watch!
((And go! Use the subthreads, or start your own threads to chat and trash-talk and have a good time! Threadjacking is totally encouraged.))

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Hopefully they'll have enough for a team or two! But he's not too worried. There is plenty to do with a broom.
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When she saw Cedric out on the field, she immediately rushed forward and gave him a hug. "I'm so glad to see you're doing better!" She said. "I heard what happened with Yavek and his thugs."
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"I know. I lost my head when Howard...and then I spent the night in hospital," he reminisced guiltily. "I just can't interfere like that," he said in a low voice that didn't indicate the entire truth, just in case there were listeners. They'd talk more later.
"But I'm okay now. Ready to play?"
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"A pity we don't have real brooms," he said offhand to Cedric. "They would be useful."
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"I know. Someone offered to help me build them, but he's gone. And I don't know if I can learn the secrets on my own."
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"You sure you don't want to play?"
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/swamps you with threads
He's not even sure if he wants to fly again yet, honestly, but at some point he has to start pantomiming his old routine until it becomes real again, so it might as well start with hanging out with Cedric. Besides, he heard a game was on.
He hangs out on the sidelines and, when he notices Cedric's noticed him, waves a bit.
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"You'll finally get to see it in action. Then you'll see how mad we really are, huh?"
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/wrap?
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Her gaze swept across the illusionary expanse, taking in the field that had been set up before letting her gaze settle on the one she assumed was Cedric. Walking across the field she dipped her head to him as she approached, "Greetings,"
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"Were you here to fly?"
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The field and hoops had been confusing in themselves but then people begun taking to the sky, soaring about on their brooms. It was spectacular to say the least.
Oh my!
Barbara simply stood and watched, gobsmacked.
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Cedric swooped down from his spot in the sky, landing in a gentle stop a safe distance away from her. He slung the broom over his shoulder and walked to her, all smiles.
"Hi! Are you here to see the game?"
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"So, are you racing or something here?"
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"Did you want to see the game?"
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"Hi! Long time no see. Did you want to play?"
The Game
"Ready?" he asks the teams before the start of the match.
The Teams
"There aren't enough of us for a full game. We have one Seeker, one Chaser, one Beater, and I'm not sure what the rest of you want to do, but if we had one of each position we could do something. Or maybe we could switch to Chasers and play a simple scoring game."
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Not all fun and games
He couldn’t believe James was gone. A part of Sirius expected to see him practicing but the field was empty for now. Everyone was gathering below. James wasn’t here. He would never be here. Sirius knew why. He knew who was responsible.
Sirius nearly took a step back and left but he said he would be here and his departure might be noticed. Besides, he didn’t run away from anything and certainly not memories, even if there was a sharp ache in his throat.
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While she knew that there was likely little that she could say that would be of any comfort, especially knowing that Harry had been podded, she figured it was at least still a point she could her best food forward.
"Hi," she said, giving him a smile. "Are you going to show us the ropes today?"
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"I'll do what I can but you'll be better off learning from Cedric." He held out his hand. "I don't believe we've met. I'm Sirius Black."
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Like I wasn't going to chuckle when I read that! I'm lucky I wasn't drinking anything!
Believe it or not he doesn't mean it as a come on
Oh I figured! I was just teasing
"Bending" is easy to joke about
I got so much shit for her former name, I KNOW
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Cedric caught sight of him right away. It was hard to miss someone who didn't look happy near a Quidditch pitch. He strode over, pulling his robes tight. The billowing was starting to look ridiculous.
"Are you all right? Are you still Stunned?" Could still be his fault. Cedric was having rotten luck lately. Oh, if only he knew.
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And even the comments he could offer about Harry's performance as Seeker, how well his godson flew and how magnificently he played, could only be empty and hollow now. Harry wasn't dead, but he was gone.
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