Sat in the bleachers…

[Rori O'Maley]

Tiny dots whooshed about the Quidditch pitch, dodging, dipping, and diving about the ground. Aurora had seated her self high up in the stands. It was rather chilly so she was wearing her large Slytherin scarf wrapped around her neck a couple of times. It was only practice but she loved to come and watch them play. She was a very animated supporter of Quidditch. She had never played a game but she knew about the theory behind it. She knew all the positions, possible fouls, every team in Britain’s Captain and Coach. But her mother would never approve of her actually playing the game, she would like it was un-lady like, and make her ride side broom or something lame like that. Her mother was very strict about things like that. She always though teenage girls should be seen not heard but that is just the opposite of what Rori thought. Rori would rather roll around in the mud than go to another of her mothers tremendous austere dinner parties with all her uptight ‘friends’.

Rori rose out of her chair and yelled at the players below, even though she knew there was a good chance they didn’t hear her…