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They said all teenagers scare the living s h i t out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me







Crash jogged out onto the pitch, excitement burst in his veins as his heart beat fast. He was a bit nervous, but he was more excited than anything. Last class hadn’t gone too well, he was tired, and he barely made it in before the class had ended. He wished he would have gotten there sooner. At least it wasn’t the day for chasers, he was interested in it, and wanted to try his hand at being a chaser next year to get in more on the action. ”The seekers are there to catch the golden snitch, which is worth, like, a hundren’ an’ fifty points and that’ll usually end the game right then and there.” He explained, as if it really needed to be explained but he wanted to hurry up and get to the part with the flying!

Location: Class (on the pitch)

"That's right five points to Gryffindor." Landon said with a smile and he took out the golden snitch. "Now this is the golden snitch as you probably all know from playing and watching the game." he said holding it between his fingers showing it around. "Your task today is to find and catch it. Now, I don't expect you to all be expert Seekers just do you best. So as long as you try you'll be given credit for your effort." Landon told them. "So don't get on your brooms and have fun." he added as he let go of the snitch and let it fly off.

Status: Let's see how they like Seeker
With: my third year class

OOC: Same rules as Quidditch 19+ to spot, 22+ to catch.

Modifiers: Total 6 added to dice roll (+3 Advanced Flying, +3 Experience)

Location: Class (on the pitch)

Landon walked onto the field for his third lesson it was mainly on the position of Keeper but he was going to do a bit of Chaser as well. It would certainly keep the class interesting or at least he hoped so. “Good morning class today we will be doing things a bit differently.” He told them as they came in. “Since the last two positions we haven’t covered relate to one another I figured we could cover both today.” He explained. “The main job of a Chaser is to take the Quaffle and toss it into the opponents goal while the Keeper as I’m sure you know defend the goals.” Landon began.

“Now hopefully we have enough members in class for this...” Landon started to say as he started mentally counting heads. “I want at least one or two people at a time trying out the position of Keeper while the rest try taking shots as Chaser. After a bit I’ll have you switch positions so that everyone has a chance to try out each position.” He told the class of third years.

Status: Two positions at once that should work out
With: my third year class

OOC: Same way as Quidditch also everyone who was in last class received 5 points.
Modifiers: Total 6 added to dice roll (+3 Advanced Flying, +3 Experience) +2 shoot

Location: Advance Flying Class II (Pitch)
[Wearing:Uniform for Flying Class]

Oh we are starting off with beater... maybe I should have actually looked at a syllabus or something for this class first.

Advance Flying II was her last class of the week. She had changed out of her normal skirt into trousers which she had tucked into flat motorcycle boots she had bought especially for occasions when what she was beginning to consider her normal shoes-a pair of heeled white boots- weren't the most appropriate. Of course then again once on a broom did it matter if she was in heels or not? And she could technically run in the heels-that was one of her tests if a shoe was practical, can't run in it than it isn't worth buying. Still flats were easier, she had to admit, and she didn't feel so tall.

The thing was she felt a bit out of place in Advance Flying II, she had spent a great deal of last year and a fair deal of the summer thinking of not signing up for the class. She was going to give up on Quidditch and flying. She end up taking the class well, because her Dad suggested she take it, and after all she had bought a broom the year before. As she walked onto the field she raised a brow as Professor Landon greeted them and said they would first be covering the position of beater. If she hadn't gone to tryouts earlier and mentally prepared herself to confront quidditch and her anger issues that were revealed from last year's quidditch try-outs which just spun out of control from there she would have thought it was a sick joke.

Well, at least she knew a fair deal about the position of beater-it was the position she knew best, after all. "The position of beater is probably generally considered more of an offensive position, but its defensive too. While they do hit bludgers at the opposing team a really talented and-or lucky beater also blocks bludgers from hitting his teammates," She said with a smile before adding with a small laugh thinking about the nose she broke in try-outs and her other bludger hits-like the couple she had done to herself which she sort of would rather not like to think about, "And they have a penchant for getting beat up a bit more than other players but that's because they work closer with bludgers. Just like a fire-eater is more likely to get burned than most people, no matter how well he is trained or how skilled he is."

When your dreams all fail
And the ones we hail
Are the worst of all
And the blood’s run stale

Xavier swallowed as he walked onto the pitch, noticing how he was one of the few already there. Well, only way he could get better was to practice, right? Besides, if he was going to be forced to be in quidditch, then he might as well be good at it. The perfectionist in him wouldn't let him do otherwise. "She's right. They also have to be focused and determined players, and well, having a good swing doesn't hurt either. A lot of times, you would want a larger person in that position for teams, but accuracy is really key there too. Otherwise you'll have someone that can hit a mean bludger, but only off in the direction that they don't want it to go. They're probably the most strategy-based position, since they have to judge who would have a bigger impact in a game. Hit the wrong person out, and you might as well be handing the game to someone else. It's a game of give and take, and well, for a lot of positions, they could either be crucial to a game, or not at all. Beaters have to determine who happen to be the biggest threat and eliminate them while keeping their own players from being taken out." He stopped talking, realizing that he probably said more than he wanted to. After all, it wasn't common knowledge his father had been a professional player. He preferred it that way. Instead, he was the nephew of the Herbology and Flying instructor. That was good enough for him.


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Location: Advanced Flying class
State: Bored
OOC: ...
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Striding out onto the pitch, Nora stepped into line with the few classmates that had arrived before her. Several students trickled in after her, and soon enough class was started. Nora was pleased to hear they would be talking about beaters first - in her opinion the most underrated and simplified of positions. She listened intently as her classmates discussed the position, drinking in all the information. Because of her lack of experience, she didn't add anything - she was content to simple absorb and store the information until a later date. She was still on the fence about trying out for the team next year - maybe once the class talked over all of the positions, she would figure out if the game was something she would want to pursue.

I don't patronize, I realize
I'm losing and this is my real life
I am half asleep, and I am wide awake
This habit is always so hard to break

[feeling: surprised] [thinking: ...] [with: Third Years] [at: Advanced Flying]

Toby payed rapt attention to this lesson, since beater was his dream position, after all. He was going to say something, but then that Xavier bloke and Ronna started off on it, and he just stared and listened, wide eyed. Well, there was really nothing left to say now. Instead he took good notes for once in his life, writing frantically and elbowing Jess to do the same.



Did you say "please just follow me?"
I thought you wanted me
'Cause I want you all to myself
I can try to suck it up