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Post by Morgan White on May 22, 2006 19:00:11 GMT -5
"And what about White?" Morgan said flying over to Kingsley doing a handstand on the way.
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Post by James Potter on May 22, 2006 19:04:19 GMT -5
"I'll go find Frank if you want," James offered.
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Post by Morgan White on May 22, 2006 19:06:48 GMT -5
Morgan flew straight up. At about 1500 feet she let her broom fall over her body and she plummeted to the ground. Near the ground she pulled up sharply and leveled out. "That was fun!"
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Post by Kingsley Shacklebolt on May 22, 2006 19:16:22 GMT -5
He rolled his eyes. "No, for now we practice with just us. Alright everyone, gather round me." Kingsley flew to the center of the pitch.
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Post by Alice Smith on May 22, 2006 19:44:19 GMT -5
Alice who had been listening to the whole conversation with her feet brushing the grass flew over to Kingsley, eager to start.
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Post by James Potter on May 22, 2006 19:47:21 GMT -5
James flew upside-down over to Kingsley, so low that his back brushed the grass. "Right, ready when you are."
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Post by Alice Smith on May 22, 2006 19:48:43 GMT -5
"Show off" Alice muttered to him, also flipping over and hanging upside down from her broom like a sloth.
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Post by James Potter on May 22, 2006 19:58:55 GMT -5
James laughed and dropped the millimeter or so to the ground, allowing his broom to fall on top of him.
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Post by Kingsley Shacklebolt on May 23, 2006 10:21:26 GMT -5
The box shook and Kingsley unlocked the first lock. A perfect quaffle sat in the center and he pulled it out with one hand. Good, the gripping spell seemed to still work. Two old bats were tacked to the top. Within a second, both were on the ground. Two inner boxes were still unopened. The larger of the two held the bludgers and the smaller of course, the snitch. Kingsley smiled to himself. "Alright, White and Smith, grab the bats. Smith, on my whistle you can release the bludgers." He turned to James, "You go ahead and fly up, I'll release the snitch."
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Post by Morgan White on May 23, 2006 11:21:46 GMT -5
"Hey Alice throw me a bat!" Morgan said flying above her ready for action.
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Post by Alice Smith on May 23, 2006 12:10:35 GMT -5
"Here." She threw it at her and hovered next ot the box, ready to realease the bludgers.
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Post by Kingsley Shacklebolt on May 23, 2006 13:22:40 GMT -5
Kingsley mounted his broom, hoping that the rest of the team could work well together. The snitch was shaking spastically. "Ready?" he yelled.
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Post by James Potter on May 23, 2006 14:15:34 GMT -5
James was up in the air in an instant, not even bothering to turn right-side-up until he got above the goal hoops. "Come on already, Kingsley!"
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Post by Kingsley Shacklebolt on May 23, 2006 21:23:11 GMT -5
Kingsley blew hard into the whistle and released the snitch. Within a second it was off like a blur. Tucking the quaffle beneath his arm, he flew high towards the goal posts.
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Post by Hannah Catherine Herndon on May 24, 2006 6:47:36 GMT -5
"So sorry I'm late." said Hannah as she flew up next t o Morgan and Alice.
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