Post by Evie on Apr 30, 2005 17:04:46 GMT
The pitch was quiet, only a few people were practicing this early in the morning. Probably ditching classes...ditchers... ;D
Then again she couldnt really talk, rarely going herself...
Dressed in the appropriet Slytherin flair, she watched the practicing jocks fly about, slightly amused. Evie was never a real big fan of Quiditch. Muggle sports were her favorite. She loved everything muggle, even thou her parents hated her for it. Oh well, bump them. She was here to watch people go crazy over students flying about on wooden sticks throwing around rubber balls and looking for an impossibly hard to see gold ball.
Then again she couldnt really talk, rarely going herself...
Dressed in the appropriet Slytherin flair, she watched the practicing jocks fly about, slightly amused. Evie was never a real big fan of Quiditch. Muggle sports were her favorite. She loved everything muggle, even thou her parents hated her for it. Oh well, bump them. She was here to watch people go crazy over students flying about on wooden sticks throwing around rubber balls and looking for an impossibly hard to see gold ball.
