A Waffle with a Quaffle [Open, come play! Come spectate and chat!]

[theboywhodied]

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.))

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[theboywhodied]

"All right. Warm-up round!" He slipped open the case, tossing Sirius one of the bats. He waited a minute for the man to reacquaint himself with it, then moved his hands to the lock on the Bludger.

...Cedric took the other bat for himself, just in case it went rogue. He looked up for confirmation, then broke the lock.

Here it comes, Sirius!

[grimbiker]

Sirius had taken a few practice swings. He was far rustier than he would have liked and his muscles were still weak. That would change in time.

Sirius swung hard and struck the bludger away but his blow didn't land right. It whirled straight for Cedric's head. Good swing though.

[theboywhodied]

"Ah!" Cedric hit the dirt, swinging up his bat to swat it away. The bludger had just barely missed his head, and though the shield charms prevented debilitating damage, they wouldn't absorb all the pain. He'd like to avoid that.

"Nice hit. Here, it's coming around." He shifted to a crouch.

[grimbiker]

"Damn. Sorry." He swung again. This time he had better luck- he hit it far away from the both of them. It would be a while before it came back.

"It's starting to come back to me." He was going to feel this in his arm the next day but who cared.

[theboywhodied]

"That's quite all right," Cedric placated, lifting a hand to indicate that all was fine. "It's like riding a broom. You don't forget once you learn how."

He tried to smile encouragingly. "Want to go a few more rounds? Fly?"

That Bludger came for another attempt on Cedric's head, and he smacked it off to the side with some effort.

[grimbiker]

"Oh, it's time to get up in the air." Sirius said, tracking the bludger with his eyes.

[theboywhodied]

"Right! Come on." Cedric swung his leg over his broom and took off, club held at the ready in his hand. He swerved around a Bludger and led it away, ducking just as Sirius was probably coming up.

"Still got it?"

[grimbiker]

Sirius followed. The broom was much easier to maneuver than his old motorcycle but he would rather be riding her than the broom. But soaring in the air it struck him, not for the first time, how free he was. This time his smile was genuine.

Unfortunately, the Bludger didn't care about Sirius's mental state. Just the state of his cranium. As it came swinging back for him Sirius suddenly recalled what advice James had given him.

"Imagine it's Snivellus's head."

It was a good memory and Sirius laughed as he hit the Bludger away.

"Damn you, Prongs. No wonder I was kicked off the team." He muttered. And then louder. "When we play you'd better hope we're on the same team, Ced."

[theboywhodied]

Cedric swerved out the way, letting out a low whistle when he saw how quickly it flew. He was right about one thing!

"I sure do," he agreed solemnly, flying over to give Sirius a grin of approval. "That was a nice one. You ready for the team assignments?"