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[descends the stairs that lead to the boy’s dormitory and spot Morag, her back facing to him. He sneaks up behind her and slowly moves to cover her eyes with his hands while he leans in to whisper in her ear,] Hey, you.

morag-mac

-laughs, pulling his hands down and looking up at him- Hi. I feel like I haven't seen you in ages. -leans up and kisses him-

#c:terry

-sitting in the common room with a Quidditch magazine and waiting for Terry to show up-

[owl] I'm definitely down for that. Meet me in the common room at eight?

[Owl] Common room at eight sounds good to me.

Graham Montague is flying towards you with the quaffle in his hands, headed for the goals you are guarding. He fakes left but then goes right. If you answer this by 6:30 EST you will catch his fake out and block your right hoop, earning 15 points for your team, but if not then you misread him and fly to guard your left.

Morag MacDougal was flying along the hoops, her eyes on the game going on before her. Morag had been able to stop most of the Quaffles that had come her way in the first few minutes of the game. She had managed to lift a pain killing potion from the Hospital Wing when Pomfrey wasn't looking, taking it right before the game. The pain that had been bothering her for the past few weeks was suddenly gone, for a few hours at least. She knew Terry wasn't happy that she hadn't decided to sit this one out but she knew that he'd be in the crowd somewhere cheering her on. This was an opportunity to be seen by scouts that she couldn't turn down.

Her eyes darted to the crowd to see if she could catch a quick glimpse of her boyfriend. Suddenly the Slytherin crowd began to cheer and Morag glanced up, seeing Graham Montague breaking away from the crowd. She quickly flew her broom to the middle of the hoops, watching the Quaffle in his hand. Smirking to herself, she watched as Montague moved to the left. Morag moved to go block the left hoop before reminding herself that this was Graham's classic move. Fake left, go right.

Taking a chance, she moved favored the right hoop. Watching as Graham kept his eyes on the left. Suddenly as he got closer to her and the hoops, he quickly moved to the right and shot the Quaffle. Morag gritted her teeth as she reached out for the Quaffle, catching it before it scored into the right hoop. Grinning to herself as she heard the cheers, tossing the Quaffle to Justin, she grinned over at Graham, shock on his face.

"Better luck next time, Montague."

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t-boot

Cach,

I feel like it’s been ages since I’ve even spoken to anyone… been so buried in my books, worried about revision.

morag-mac

Imagine how I feel. I haven't been getting laid.

#c:terry

[owl] Hey, just a reminder that I adore you to absolute bits. Love you. xx

[Owl] Let's steal some food from the kitchens and have a nice romantic meal together. Love you, Boot.

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Are we going to win?

What kind of question is that?

morag-mac

A good one because you're going to lose. Sorry.

#c:michael

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I ain't dancin' at no fuckin' ball

morag-mac

I'll give you some fairy dust. That'll get you to dance.

#c:crabbe

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Of course.

If that’s the nicest thing anyone’s ever said..then maybe you should get new friends. [Laughs uncomfortably at her question] Well, it’s always a possibility. I guess it all just depends on what team you want, or if you really care. A lot of that is probability. You have to come around at a good time. Either someone has to age out, be injured, or you have to be better than them in order to take their spot.

morag-mac

I don't need new friends. They just don't know anything about Quidditch. Plus, you don't have Oliver Wood telling you everday that he thinks you're a rockstar. -raises an eyebrow before rolling his eyes- I'm not talking about going straight to the pros. I know only a few people have ever done that right outside of Hogwarts, especially a female. I want to use this as a way to get my name out to teams. Get their attention. Maybe even get some information on their reserve teams. Help get myself into a position to go pro one day. At least get on a national team at first. The Scottish national team could always use some help and their keeper is quite old.

#c:oliver

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You’re always so…cryptic.

Oh, I don’t have any doubt in you. You’re like a rockstar or something.

morag-mac

Keeps things interesting, don't you think?

A rockstar huh? -smiles slightly- That's like the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me. You think this Quidditch thing? It could help me go pro?

#c:oliver

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I, erm- thanks. [he scratches his head, obviously confused by that statement.] What do you mean by that?

Well I am very happy to hear that. That you’re better..not about that adders. I- yeah, you know what I mean.

morag-mac

Oh nothing, Wood. Absolutely nothing.

I know what you mean. There was never any doubt that I could play on the team, you know. I don't know what Pomfrey or anything else told you.

#c:oliver

t-boot

But it could be even more fun if it’s a payoff for all the work we’d just done. [shakes his head a bit] Well, I don’t. But perhaps I’m biased.

morag-mac

Or it could be more fun if we shag, do work and then shag some more. Give you time to recover -smiles over at him- I think you're a bit biased. You are sleeping with me.

#c:terry

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Officially one week until Quidditch

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I’m pretty great. The whole quidditch thing is great. I guess I’ll be out of here soon then. I’ll be able to play in my team’s next match in two weeks after I leave here. Looking forward to that.

I had a report from Pomfrey a few months back about it. I assume that it healed up just fine, right?

morag-mac

Well, I hate to see you go, Wood but I love to watch you leave. Anyway, good luck in your game then.

It was nothing. It's fine now. -moves both her hands behind her back as she stands there- I think she just overreacted because it was an adder and all.

#c:oliver