Gryffindor Storms the Pitch

[solemnlyswear_x]

Hey, everyone! Here's the team and run-down for this QWC!

Team
solemnlyswear_x / Melissa
MissyQuill / Sammy
Youaremylifenow / Alex
Vampitude / Rose

Alternates
Kcharles / Katherine
Hufflepuff at Heart / Sarah

Rules
Drabbles must be no more than 100 words. You can't post until two people have posted between you. (Player 1, Player 2, Player 4, Player 1 = good; Player 1, Player 2, Player 1, Player 3 = bad.) Alternates may only post if someone on the team drops out and the player change has been cleared with the judges.

Prompt
Breaking Down Barriers: We are aware that the wizarding world has seen its fair share of discrimination through the ages. The same could be said for Quidditch. Now as a team, it will be your job to show us how a Quidditch team works through a social barrier. It can involve race, blood status, sexual or anything else your team comes up with. Characterization will be very important and, as always, the match will need to be shown in a large part of your story. (This is the QWC, remember!)

Let's go, Gryffindor!



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As per request!

Team Rosters!
Appleby Arrows
Norton Zabini - Chaser
Juliette "The Storm Bringer" Storm - Chaser
Diedra Kiene - Chaser : pure-blood, friends with Belle, tries to be supportive, etc.
Jack Thorne - Beater
William "Billy" Bowl - Beater
Naomi Thorne (Jack's wife) - Seeker
Arabella Wilkins - Keeper
Stanley Hastings - Keeper who was injured

Falmouth Falcons
Gregory Gibson - Chaser
Elena Hunter - Chaser
Maria Cooney - Chaser
Kevin Broadmoor - Beater
Karl Broadmoor - Beater
Aaron Alexander - Seeker : very fair, a Muggle-born, nice to Belle
Emma Rowland - Keeper

Referee
James Figg

[solemnlyswear_x]

And we're off!

Squib stirs up scandal

Trouble is brewing in the Quidditch world, writes Richard Skeeter, Special Correspondent. Yesterday, the Appleby Arrows announced Arabella Wilkins would replace the injured Stanley Hastings as Keeper for the Arrows’ final regular season match against the Falmouth Falcons.

Since this revelation, criticism has been flying, begging the question: Should Squibs be allowed to play Quidditch? Falcons Beater Karl Broadmoor was quick to voice his opinion on the matter.

“First it’s Mudbloods and now it’s Squibs,” Broadmoor said. “What’s next? Muggles?”

It was at this point that Belle stopped reading and threw the Prophet into the trashcan.

Let's go Gryffindor! We can do it! 50505050

[MissyQuill]

This is it thought Belle bitterly as she turned up her collar and made her way to the Pitch, hands firmly by her side and gaze refusing to meet the accusing ones of the crowd. Three years of working for the Arrows and fetching the team water and towels after their practice sessions, she had almost given up hope of ever getting to actually play, let alone in a league match.

But Stanley couldn’t help showing off, especially when ladies were nearby. And so Belle was here. She did not know whether to thank or punch him, or possibly both.

Go go Gryffindor! You toasters rock the Pitch!=Sammy

[youaremylifenow]

Kicking off the ground, Belle soared to her spot on the Pitch. As she stopped in position, she suddenly felt at home. Defending the rings was the one thing she was truly good at, the one positive thing she could be known for. When she was saving goals she wasn’t the Squib. She was the Keeper, nothing more.

Belle watched as the referee, James Figg, rose to her height. He nodded at both team captains before putting the whistle to his lips. The hideous shriek of it sounded in Belle’s ears as the Quaffle was dropped and the Bludgers and Snitch released.

Let's Go Gryffindor! Lion pride!



-Alex

[vampitude]

This was Belle's favourite moment in the entire game. It was the split second as the Quaffle was dropped. Time just seemed to stop. Nobody moved as the red sphere slowly dropped through the air. It was the like the calm before the storm. Nothing was happening, but you could just taste the imminent explosion in the air.

And explode it did. The six Chasers all sped towards the falling Quaffle, seeming to pull into a huddle. The Seekers pulled up to the sky, while the Beaters flew off in random directions, wielding their heavy bats like clubs.

Rose

Gryffindor for the Cup! Let's go Gryffs, post post post!!!

[MissyQuill]

For the spectators, the Chasers may have appeared little more then blurs, zooming across the sky but Belle had long trained herself to pick out details. She often felt that the job of a Keeper was worse then that of a Seeker as the former had to thwart a ball that was aimed repeatedly her way.

And sure enough, Belle spotted the Falcon’s Maria Cooney and Elena Hunter heading her way, with Juliette close behind. They were trying to confuse her from their different angles. Belle knew this trick well. She stopped the goal amid laud groans from the spectators.

Melissical, why don't you edit in the team members' names at the top for refference? For us and Nicole.

GO TOASTERS!=Sammy

[solemnlyswear_x]

As the Quaffle moved toward the other end, Belle pushed the boos from her mind. They should be cheering, she thought bitterly. But there’s no use having a pity party.

Suddenly, the Falcons’ Gregory Gibson stole the Quaffle from the Arrows and came hurtling toward her. Belle flew into position, ready to make her second save.

She thought Gibson was aiming right, but all at once, he threw the Quaffle straight at her. Taken off guard, Belle barely had time to block the ball from striking her face.

“We should get points for hitting the Squib,” Gibson called loudly.

Way to go, everyone! Let's keep it up!

And I edited the post, Sammical!

[vampitude]

Belle gasped in outrage. She'd expected jeers from the crowd and some rudeness from the players, but this? She'd never though they would risk the match for a few laughs. It filled her heart with despair thinking that people would sink this low just to humiliate someone different from them.

Ignoring the sudden impulse to chuck the Quaffle into one of the Falcons laughing faces, she hurled the ball over to Diedra Kiene, one of her Chasers. Diedra shot her a sympathetic look before snatching the ball out of the air and speeding down the field.

Shame on those Falcons! Great job, Gryffs, we're doing fabulous! Keep posting, guys; the clock is ticking!


Rose

[MissyQuill]

Belle had quite given up hope on anyone other then Diedra ever seeing her as anything more then a Squib so it came as quite a surprise when she noticed the referee – whatever his name was – lift his arms and gesture a penalty to the arrows. His demeanor clearly said ‘Foul Play by the Falcons.’

Cries of outrage from the crowd as well as both the Falcons and the majority of the Arrows confirmed Belle’s suspicion as she witnessed– in slight shock – Nortan Zabini expertly take the shot. The Arrows were now in the lead, having scored the first goal.

James/Belle... Oo la la WOOT! <--- is briefly posessed by Allie

Keep it up, toasters!=Sammy

[youaremylifenow]

“Filthy squib-lover.” Gregory Gibson spat, as he gained possession of the Quaffle.
He looked livid as he raced towards Belle, feinting from side to side at an impossible speed. She watched him diligently until he did something she did not expect.

Instead of aiming the Quaffle towards a post, he threw it at her! For the able Chaser, she knew it was no mistake. Tears stung her eyes as she caught it before it crushed her chest. So now the goal of the game had gone from scoring, to trying to hurt her? Nice, she thought, as angry acid burnt her mouth.

Let's do this! Yay! G-G-Go Gryffindor!

-Alex