Bit of Practice {open}

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco sighed as he walked out onto the Quidditch Pitch, a cloud of vapor forming from it. His feet crunched the snow he walked upon, the tail of his broom left a trail beside him. A gloved hand ran through his hair, though once the hand left the bleach blonde fell back into place. He slipped that hand into his pocket and pulled out a little gold ball. As he made it to the center of the pitch he tossed it lightly in the air. Instantly the ball sprouted wings and zoomed up to the air.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three," he counted under his breath, mounting his broom. "Two, one!" And with that he kicked off of the ground, his broom zooming into the air, leaving nothing but an imprint in the snow where he had just been standing. Trained silver eyes searched the air in an almost scrutinizing manner, looking for the gold little ball.

When he saw it, he raced after it. It brought him through twists and turns; manuevers he easily performed. Extending his arm he grabbed the snitch, stopping his broom. A smirk played his lips. "Beat that, Potter," he murmured under his breath. Gliding back to the center of the pitch, he landed and played with the Snitch in his hand, setting up to do what he just did all over again.

[Harry Potter]

Harry carried his Firebolt onto the pitch, wanting to practice a little. The snow crunched as he treaded along. He cursed under his breath, seeing his worst enemy already there...Malfoy. His own snitch layed still in his pocket. He glared at Malfoy as he mounted his broom. Just ignore him, he kept telling himself. Pushing off, he started to fly around the pitch before playing.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco growled to himself as he saw Potter walk into the Pitch. He tossed his Snitch up in the air and raced after it after counting once again to ten. He tore and cut through the air like a knife, he was definitely improving. Though he was still a bit rusty, having most of his summer been taken away from him. As he followed his snitch, he realised he was going to pass Potter. He knew he couldn't ignore an opportunity. As he did, he got up as close as possible and side swiped the end of Harry's broom with his own. He then made a dramatic dive as the snitch did. On the desent, he grabbed it, then pulled his broom up and glided to the ground and smiled proudly to himself.

[Harry Potter]

Harry glared after Malfoy as he side swiped him. He held his tongue, biting down hard. He continued his lap. Slowing down, he landed and pulled out his snitch. He had put a giant 'X' on it so he could tell it was his. Letting it go, he counted to 20. "...18, 19, 20," he murmured. Pushing off once more, he soared into the air, the coldness cutting him like a knife. Trying to ignore Malfoy, he looked for his snitch. He saw the gold and black zoom past his face. Lurching forward, he gave chase. The cold air whipped his robes.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco hated how he was simply being ignored by Potter. Truely, he wanted a fight. He was bored, and needed entertainment. Sighing, he brought his broom to the middle and started up again. Counting down from twenty this time, he raced after his snitch. He swerved and swiveled around Harry, cutting him off whenever possible.

When he saw his snitch, he saw not far beyond was Potters. Quickly he zoomed towards it, grabbing his with an outstretched hand. He pocketed it, then went after Potter's. Snatching it, he landed and placed it in the snow, covered it up and stomped on it. He then put a freezing charm over the patch where he laid it. Yeah, he was being childish, but like I mentioned before, he needed excitement. He would have 'Reducto'ed it, but that would be destroying school property, and he was smarter than that.

Out loud he commented. "Well I'm bored," and glided out of the pitch and back to the Slytherin House Team locker room.

[Harry Potter]

Harry scowled at Malfoy as he watched him do all those things. What is the matter with him? Harry zoomed at him, ready to attack. He pulled out his wand, yelling, "Expelliarmus!" He always used to this spell. It was used to disarm his opponent. He knew he wouldn't miss.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco was out of the locker room and heading back out of the pitch. He heard something behind him, but he didn't comprehend it in time. His wand went flying out of his hand and he turned around in confusion. "What the -" he turned around and saw Potter with his wand out. He quickly scrambled to his wand and picked it up. "Going so low as to attack from behind, Potter?" he sneered, pointing his wand out.

[Harry Potter]

"I'm not you, Malfoy," glared Harry. He knew he shouldn't being picking fights for his record was already bad enough. But he hated Malfoy ever since he met him. He slowly descended, still pointing his wand at Malfoy. He landed softly, dropping his broom in the snow. "Better be careful, Malfoy."

[Alan Rider]

"Now now boys lets not kill each other here." Alan walked out on to the snow and picked up Malfoys broom. 'Why don't we settle this in the air." he threw the broom to Draco. He pulled out his own snitch and let it hover above his hand for a while before he grabbed it again, "I'll let the snitch go and whoever can grab it, is the far superior between us." Alan snapped his finger and his brand new broom came flying into his hand. The Silver Arrow came flying into his hand and he quickly jumped on it. He lowered himself to the ground and smiled as his feet hit the ground.

[Harry Potter]

Harry picked up his broom, still glaring at Malfoy. "Two against one, isn't fair," he muttered, mounting his broom. He kicked off as he hoved above the ground. He waited for Alan to let go of the snitch.

[Alan Rider]

(I Don't think Draco is still on this site anymore so we'll continue with out him.)


"Who said I was with Draco?" he questioned as he kicked off the ground and hovered right in front of Harry. "You ready?" He said as he lifter his hand in the air. He opened his hand and immediately the Snitch took off. Potter took off after it but Alan just stayed where he was. "No sense in tiring me out right now." He said as he just watched the snitch go around the stadium

[Harry Potter]

Harry took off after the snitch. He was closing in on it now. He noticed Alan wasn't even giving chase. He shrugged his shoulders and stuck out his hands, grasping for it. Just a little closer.

[Alan Rider]

Alan saw that Harry was drawing ever closer to it, it was then that he made his move. With a quick move he flew through the air and cut Harry off as he grabbed the Snitch. He made sure to hit the front of Harry's broom in midair. Harry went spiraling but soon gained control of his broom.

[Harry Potter]

Harry had slackened off at the end, thinking he had won. He hadn't even been trying. And he was completely caught off guard when Alan hit his broom, knocking him off course. He steadied himself as he glared at Alan. "Better watch it, Rider."