practicing with [kitty]

[at]

Ally walked onto the pitch. The quaffle in her hand. She had her Nimbus 2001 in her hand. Basicly running down to the pitch she was excited to be with Amanda again. Wearing some good sports clothing she had on a blue t-shirt and some white gym shorts. She had her silver and pink new balances on. She smiled.

Waving at Amanda she mounted her broom. "Well just both be chaser's and pretend there is keepers! Im Gryffindor your Hufflepuff." Smiling she mounted her brrom and shot into the air guaffle in her hand she began to toos it up then catch it.

[amandalarsen]

Amanda received a letter she couldn't refuse. It's been a term or so since she's last seen Ally, so of course she dressed up in a pair of windbreaks and a white t-shirt with her tennis shoes. Her long blond locks were tied up in a pony tail and her complexion was pale for the most recent since she hadn't been getting much sleep with how life had suddenly down-spiraled.

However, she wasn't going to appear unlikely to Ally, so she grabbed her broom from the corner and sped out of the common room as quickly as she could. It wasn't long before she arrived at the pitch, still on her broom since she mounted it as soon as she got out of the front doors. So they were going to play chasers against each other. Well Amanda wasn't going to turn that proposition down.

"Alright then," she nods her head sharply as she watched Ally fly off in a distance. The ball was her targer, so she sped off quickly toward Ally and stole the ball from her hands when she popped it up in the air, spiralling and then straightening her broom to head off to the opposite direction where the opposing three golden posts were. "Catch me if you can!"

[at]

Ally began to smile as she rose higher in theair. But then Amanda took the ball waya from her and it made her happiness pop."Catch me if you can!" Ally turned and sped off trying to cath her. Gaining closer and closer on her Ally felt a big burst of pride inside her. Smiling she reached for the quaffle. Missing it she tried again. Another miss. Shoving herself onto Amanda she stole quaffle doing a turn she raced to the goal post's. Knowing Amanda was behingd her she sped up. She got to the post and threw the ball into the air, she hit it like a volleyball serve. Dang it she didnt hit it hard enough. The ball began to move in slow motion to the ground.