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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Jul 7, 2006 19:41:36 GMT
Grace was glad someone had cought the quaffle on her side. But then LC caught it again and passed it to Kim. Grace was between the center and the right hoop. She tightened her grasp on her broom and narrowed her eyes.
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Jul 7, 2006 19:43:26 GMT
Boggleworth had anticipated the move by the Slytherin chaser to intercept, so as he had thrown the ball he had swiftly marked Kim, but hadn't got too close to arouse suspicion, as the Slytherin threw the quaffle he again intercepted the pass and streaked over to the Slytherin goalposts, he then threw it to the nearest Hufflepuff chaser.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jul 8, 2006 14:55:46 GMT
It had taken Girty a long time to get her eye into the game. She then saw an opening Boggleworth had the quaffle she flew as fast as she could towards an open space hoping to catch it. She succeed and tried to get into some space. Looking behind her she saw Bog and passed the ball back to him in hope to confuse some of the Slytherin casers.
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Jul 8, 2006 14:58:36 GMT
Boggleworth grinned at Girty hoping she would get into a good position, he flew around to the side of the goals to pull the keeper out. He then threw it long to Girty for her to shoot. Go on Girt you can score! he thought.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jul 8, 2006 15:07:29 GMT
Girty noticed Boggleworth was going wide. It clicked in her mind. She lowered herself on the broom willing it to go faster so she can get into space. When she looked up the quaffle was flying towards her, she reached into the air to catch the quaffle. When it reached her hands she tucked it safely under her arm and flew towards the right post. As she got to what seemed a close distance she pulled it out form under her arm and through it will all her strength in hope it would go through the hoop.  Possession given to Slytherin.[/color][/font] |
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Post by The Golden Snitch on Jul 8, 2006 15:11:54 GMT
Just then, the Snitch finally came into sight. It speeded around the parimeter of the pitch, dodging anything that came in its way.
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Jul 9, 2006 1:15:37 GMT
Grace watched the pacing of the quaffle between Bog and Girty, back and forth. Then Girty scored, "yes! GO GIRTY!" she called and looked around for blugers.
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Post by Professor Lauretta Mericcini on Jul 12, 2006 0:42:31 GMT
L.C now had possesion of the quaffle, her firebolt edging faster and faster towards her teams other chasers. Going to fast it was a blurr of who it was, but they were shouting for her to pass the quaffle to them. Seeing their Slytherin robes L.C threw the light-weight ball to them and began edging closer to the goals.
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Jul 12, 2006 10:41:12 GMT
But unfortunately for slytherin, Boggleworth was on the prowl he quickly intercepted the quaffle veering towards the Slytherin goals, he hunkered down on his broom wishing for more speed seeing Girty was the most open he threw it her way, readying himself for the pass back...
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jul 12, 2006 17:25:22 GMT
Girty noticed Bog intercept the quaffle and flew into space. She saw the quaffle come ever closer to her as Boggleworth threw it. She reached up to catch it and tried to move a little further up the pitch before throwing back in the direction of Bog.
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Jul 12, 2006 20:29:25 GMT
Boggleworth swooped down to catch the quaffle almost dropping it. He flew straight towards the goals and hurled it at the left goal post as he flew past grinning from ear to ear.  Possession given to Slytherin.[/color][/font] |
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Post by Thom Moen on Jul 12, 2006 20:35:07 GMT
Thom, leaning forward and flicking his long fringe from his eyes, raised his arms above his head and clapped. "Come on, Bogs, get a move on!" he roared at the top of his lungs, though the sound was whipped away on the chilly wind.
Standing up he shrugged his coat further up her shoulders and stuffed his hands in his pockets. "Bloody hell, it's feezing." he muttered before shouting encouragments again. "GET IN THERE, GIRTY!"
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Jul 12, 2006 20:40:00 GMT
LC had possetion of the quaffle, wow she's fast. But Bog stole it from her. He passed to Girty who passed back to Bog and shot at the golden hoop...
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Post by Thom Moen on Jul 12, 2006 20:50:27 GMT
Thom gave a quick thumbs up to Grace, congratulating her on some good comentating. "YOU CAN DO IT!" he continued to shout at the players.
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Jul 12, 2006 21:05:44 GMT
Grace smiled at Thom and waved at the enthusiasm.
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