(Q.Pitch) Calling All Slytherins

[Maeve Malfoy]

Maeve went full throttle on the redness in her cheeks. From looking unheathly pale to a Weasley-hair red. All she did was nod and say, "So much for keeping it between cousins."

[bellatrixblack]

"sorry mae, but a freaking GRYFFINDOR?" bella said exasperatedly. "that has to be the ickiest thing ive ever heard!"

[whistle]

Lady whistledown, who had been sitting in the stands unnoticed by the idiotic slytherbitches, was hurrying away, scribbling wildly on her notepad.

[narcissablack]

Narcissa saw her sister was talking to a blonde girl. Narcissa thought she recognized her.... She walked up to Bella, her Firebolt XXX in hand. "Hey guys," she started. She hadn't been able to tell from so far back, but the girl had turned out to be her distant cousin. She smiled at them, and turned to the group of hopeful quidditch players. "Im going to be trying out for Beater." She looked to her sister. "Your doing it too aren't you? Come on Bella! Please?"

[Maeve Malfoy]

Maeve looked shyly now. "He only helped me out in Hogsmeade. I needed help getting away from my betrothed, you know, the one I loathe but the one who is obsessed with me? And he happened to be there, and he helped me. I didn't know at first until I studied him closer." Her face, if possible, got redder. "I sort of fell by mistake, and he doesn't know. I don't even know if he likes me, if that makes you feel better. Oh, hey, Cissa! You wouldn't hate me if I fell for a Gryffindor, would you?"

Maeve noticed there was some noise behind her, but ignored it.

[bellatrixblack]

bella looked toward the stands, thinking she smelled something terrible, but no one was visible, so she shook her head.

"hun, youre a slytherin. we get what we want." bella explained simply.

[Maeve Malfoy]

"And I want that boy, but I don't know how to get that boy! I just wish he knew and he loved me, too! Wouldn't that make this more simpler? I mean, I love tough things, but not like this!" Maeve complained, sitting up, crossing her arms over her chest, and pouting like a two year old.

[narcissablack]

Narcissa looked taken aback. A griffy? "Wow, well, I guess if he is pureblodd, then I could live with it." Cissy smiled. "But don't worry. Slytherin's ALWAYS get what they want. And hun, you have Bella and I. We'll help you. Everything will work out." Narcissa gave a comforting smile. "Anyways, Bella, your doing beater with me right?" She took a seat next to Maeve.

[Maeve Malfoy]

Maeve smiled. "Thanks, Cissa. Glad to know I have one person behind me. And, Bella here's trying out for Chaser." Maeve grinned, answering for her cousin.

[Zachary Daniels]

Zachary grabbed hold of the quaffle, peering over the field for a minute, before insistent chatter got his attention.

At first, his expression was curious-- a raised brow with his posture leaning a bit toward the girls, hoping to eavesdrop a bit.

It quickly turned into dismay, eyebrows furrowing in a frown and arms folding over his chest.

Then, finally, rage sparked in his eyes and he scowled. Walking up to the girls at once, he took hold of Malfoy's hand and securely gripped her fingers around the quaffle.

"Right now, you don't love anything but the quaffle, you hear?" He said slowly, before rounding on the Black sisters.

As much as Zachary loved gossip, he could barely stand the attention span of girls when it came to the topic of romance. "I'll give you ten galleons each if you manage to knock Gryffindor lover-boy off his broom." He smirked a little, sending a side long glance toward Maeve. Kidding, probably, though no one had to know.

"Now, you three, up in the air. Angelina, you block Maeve. Then, we'll switch. See how well you two do. Narcissa and Bellatrix, you hit at Fortuna and Malfoy. Try and get a few hits in, if you can."

After a pause, he decided to add:

"And keep romance off the field!"[/color]

[bellatrixblack]

bella took a beaters bat and said with a smirk, "happily." she rose into the air on her broom and twirled the bat like a baton. "hurry up cissy!"

she turned to the captain. "and how could we keep romance off the field with you hear, zach?" bella laughed loudly.

[Maeve Malfoy]

Maeve glanced at Zach as he took ahold of her and make her hold the quaffle. She nodded, and said, "Yeah, sure, Zach," even though she was glaring at him as he turned to the Blacks. "He's not my loverboy!" she clarified, half hoping it'd be lie and the Gryffindor would be.

She took to the air. "Fine, we'll keep it off the field!" she smirked back at him now. "We'll keep all the romance gone."

She turned and saw an uncoming chaser. "Hey!" she passed the quaffle to the person. Turning back to her cousins, she said, "Don't hit us too hard. Remember, you need us for the team." she laughed and flew off with the other chasers, awaiting to get passed the quaffle now.

[angie]

Angelina nodded curtly in response to Zach's intructions. "Block Maeve. Got it." and with out a single glance backwards she zoomed off towards the goal posts in order to get in position.

[Zachary Daniels]

Zachary seemed satisfied as his team finally began to work, all talk of Gryffindors ceasing.

Though, he couldn't help it. Intercepting Maeve's pass, he looped around her once before pausing just in front of her broom. "But really, Malfoy... A Gryffindor?" Smirking slightly in a teasing way, he tossed the quaffle between his hands, before speeding off toward Carson.

"You're built more aerodynamic than I am!" He called to Maeve, robes billowing behind him. "Hopefully you can catch up before I score!"

Then, he zigzagged past Bellatrix, the quaffle tucked snuggly in his left arm. [/color]

[Maeve Malfoy]

Maeve glared and half-smiled at Zach. "I am not!" she yelled, chasing after him.

Getting real close to the side of his broom, she said, "Why do you care if it's a Gryffie or not?" She punched the quaffle out of his grasp and dived after it, catching the ball before it hit the ground. Flying back up to Zach, she further added, "I also heard he's trying out Gryffie Chaser, and remember, we are Slytherins. All I have to do is distract him somehow when he has the quaffle, take it from him, and score. I have read nothing in the rule book that kissing the opponent to get the quaffle isn't allowed, have you?" she flew off to the hoops.