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Jess: -Smiles- Oh um thanks
Jess: Jess -Pulls a face- Stupid, boring name
Jess: -Takes it. Puts it in a pouch type thing strapped to her waist-
Jess: -Gets off- Yeah, he used to be pretty popular... -Looks at him curiously- Sooo, what's your name?
(Haha it's okayLooks coolThanks.:D) Jess: -Smiles- It is, thank you
Re: felling ***** (Farming= Pretty much: To be hit a lot.) ._. I know. I'm hypocrital for posting. XD Ill stop now.
(Night.)
Jess: Its okay, it was my dodgy flying after all -Gives a small laugh- Ironic since my father is Oliver Wood
Jess: -Eyes widen- Damnit, guess I still suck at flying. Uh, thanks for catching me before I fell..-Sighs, looking at her broom heading towards...
Please stop bumping this. I'm sick of seeing it on the first page. .-. If I have enoughstats to do so: anyone who comments below/ bumps this will...
Jess: -Turns a corner sharply and her broom drops a little. Looses grip and holds on by her hands, her feet in the air-
Jess: -Laughs and flys past it, hitting whatevers near her behind, not looking back. Chases after what she thinks is the snitch-
Jess: -Ducks, and it narrowly misses. Hits the bludger back towards him and looks around for the snitch-
Jess: -Waits- (Nah it's fine, go ahead. photobucket doesn't work on this I pod anyway.)
Jess: Prepare to lose -Grins and flies after the snitch dodging a bludger (Called something like that lol)-
Jess: I ordered a spear the other day, I was told it would be ready today
Jess: -Thinks-Meh can't do any harm -Shouts down- Okay
Jess: -Sighs and walks into the black smiths-
Jess: -Mounts broom. Flys into the air, looking around.-
Jess: -Walks to the quiditch pitch. Does a spell and her broom comes to her-