"Where are you going?" he asked her as Gaby, got up from the table.
"Oye, we got Quidditch practice," Vanessa told him, "but Gabrielle, it's not in another forty-five minutes!"
"Kara!" she called back, disappearing from the Great Hall.
She heard running foot steps and saw Smith catching up to her. "I doubt...she'll even...be awake," he told her, trying to catch his breath, and groaned as she raced up the stairs.
Gaby hated when he was right. It was always the negativity. Kara's scars and burns hadn't healed much in a matter of hours...
"Yeah, and if she was awake, you were gonna torment her with work," Smith breathed at her.
"Shut up will you? I just came to see if she's any better."
"Happy?" he seethed.
"Of course not! They're no signs of improvement you idiot." Madam Pomfery sliced the argument and shooed them out of the room. (Oh! Go get some more injuries for me to take care of!).
They climbed the stairs to the Gryffindor Tower.
"Uhh...." Gaby said to the fat Lady.
"Dandelions!" Smith told her, and she swung forward to admit them. "What would you do without me?"
"I'd be afraid of licorice for the rest of my life," Gaby told him. They parted at the stairs to the dormitories to retrieve their brooms. Smith had a White Lightning as oppose to Gaby's Firebolt, both were extremely fast racing brooms, however Gaby had the edge on distance while Smith relied mainly on fast swerves for Keeping.
The stadium was shrouded in misty twilight by the time they got here. Gaby headed for the changing rooms and pulled out the trunk from under the spare robes.
"You know you're not supposed to open that," Smith told her.
"That's supposed to be my line," she told him smiling, and produced a key from her own pocket.
'How did you-?"
"Ron, he left it in my possession in the first year, figured you needed as much help as you can get..."
"Get out!" he chuckled. They key clicked in the lock and the trunk opened to reveal the red Quaffle, and two quivering Bludgers.
"Funny, why is this in the Gryffindor Changing Rooms?"
"Because Godric founded Quidditch to Hogwarts."
"Really?"
"No, they just trust us more. They're gonna use it when they come anyway."
"You mean we're not gonna wait for them?"
***
"LAZY, CAMRY!" Gaby yelled at him, right in front of the Gryffindor goalposts. He frowned.
"Honestly, you should put Tower to defend..." She tossed him another Quaffle, which he caught- and dropped. Gaby retrieved it, aimed for the middle post, then threw it squarely for the right, while he frowned at her, and refused to move, arms folded hovering on his broomstick.
"You're not gonna move?" Gaby said to him, tossing the Quaffle threateningly in her hands.
"I'm not gonna move."
"Sure?"
"Hell, yeah, and you're not gonna make me."
"Really?"
"Yeah, because you're not going to throw that."
"Oh, is that so?-"
"OYE BONEHEADS!"
They both looked down just as Gaby released the Quaffle, which collided with the side of Smith's head.
"Oh! My Gosh...I am so sorry," she said, rushing to see if he was OK.
"Oye... they're hard..."Smith said, baffled.
Gaby looked down to see Vanessa looking up at them as they descended.
"Hey, you two actually looked cute up there," she grinned.
"Hey!" Gaby retorted.
"Is he any better?" Jade asked her.
"Nope," she smiled at both Vanessa and Jade, who tossed their brooms in their right hands.
"Gabs, you fill in for Carrie..." Jade said, looking malicious.
"Ohhh....mama," Smith stepped back. It was fun trying to get past him, but it seemed that with the total three Chasers, he was able to anticipate more and counter-attack, though they still called him lazy on account of his slow swerves, he was spurred onto greater defense. Gaby really did like playing on Vanessa and Jade's terms. She could not chase as well as they but she kept up, besides, someone once told her that Seeking was a combination of everything, with just the right type of dash to it.
"Oye, we got Quidditch practice," Vanessa told him, "but Gabrielle, it's not in another forty-five minutes!"
"Kara!" she called back, disappearing from the Great Hall.
She heard running foot steps and saw Smith catching up to her. "I doubt...she'll even...be awake," he told her, trying to catch his breath, and groaned as she raced up the stairs.
Gaby hated when he was right. It was always the negativity. Kara's scars and burns hadn't healed much in a matter of hours...
"Yeah, and if she was awake, you were gonna torment her with work," Smith breathed at her.
"Shut up will you? I just came to see if she's any better."
"Happy?" he seethed.
"Of course not! They're no signs of improvement you idiot." Madam Pomfery sliced the argument and shooed them out of the room. (Oh! Go get some more injuries for me to take care of!).
They climbed the stairs to the Gryffindor Tower.
"Uhh...." Gaby said to the fat Lady.
"Dandelions!" Smith told her, and she swung forward to admit them. "What would you do without me?"
"I'd be afraid of licorice for the rest of my life," Gaby told him. They parted at the stairs to the dormitories to retrieve their brooms. Smith had a White Lightning as oppose to Gaby's Firebolt, both were extremely fast racing brooms, however Gaby had the edge on distance while Smith relied mainly on fast swerves for Keeping.
The stadium was shrouded in misty twilight by the time they got here. Gaby headed for the changing rooms and pulled out the trunk from under the spare robes.
"You know you're not supposed to open that," Smith told her.
"That's supposed to be my line," she told him smiling, and produced a key from her own pocket.
'How did you-?"
"Ron, he left it in my possession in the first year, figured you needed as much help as you can get..."
"Get out!" he chuckled. They key clicked in the lock and the trunk opened to reveal the red Quaffle, and two quivering Bludgers.
"Funny, why is this in the Gryffindor Changing Rooms?"
"Because Godric founded Quidditch to Hogwarts."
"Really?"
"No, they just trust us more. They're gonna use it when they come anyway."
"You mean we're not gonna wait for them?"
***
"LAZY, CAMRY!" Gaby yelled at him, right in front of the Gryffindor goalposts. He frowned.
"Honestly, you should put Tower to defend..." She tossed him another Quaffle, which he caught- and dropped. Gaby retrieved it, aimed for the middle post, then threw it squarely for the right, while he frowned at her, and refused to move, arms folded hovering on his broomstick.
"You're not gonna move?" Gaby said to him, tossing the Quaffle threateningly in her hands.
"I'm not gonna move."
"Sure?"
"Hell, yeah, and you're not gonna make me."
"Really?"
"Yeah, because you're not going to throw that."
"Oh, is that so?-"
"OYE BONEHEADS!"
They both looked down just as Gaby released the Quaffle, which collided with the side of Smith's head.
"Oh! My Gosh...I am so sorry," she said, rushing to see if he was OK.
"Oye... they're hard..."Smith said, baffled.
Gaby looked down to see Vanessa looking up at them as they descended.
"Hey, you two actually looked cute up there," she grinned.
"Hey!" Gaby retorted.
"Is he any better?" Jade asked her.
"Nope," she smiled at both Vanessa and Jade, who tossed their brooms in their right hands.
"Gabs, you fill in for Carrie..." Jade said, looking malicious.
"Ohhh....mama," Smith stepped back. It was fun trying to get past him, but it seemed that with the total three Chasers, he was able to anticipate more and counter-attack, though they still called him lazy on account of his slow swerves, he was spurred onto greater defense. Gaby really did like playing on Vanessa and Jade's terms. She could not chase as well as they but she kept up, besides, someone once told her that Seeking was a combination of everything, with just the right type of dash to it.