Post by Jeremy on Jun 27, 2006 18:41:39 GMT -5
Jeremy watched the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw game closely to see who was good at what on each team, and to try to get a better feel for the game. He wanted to get to game speed, not be smoked by others while they flew by him. The Hufflepuff team was good, really good. Forgoil was their keeper, he was letting no goals in, even though the Ravenclaw tried numerous times to score. God he's good, he stopping everything. He has to have a side he is weak against Jeremy thought in his head. Later on, Jeremy would realize that the Hufflepuff Prefect had no weakness, none at all. Another player of the Hufflepuff Badgers was Charlotte, who appeared to be their chaser. She got the ball numerous times, but never scored a goal. Either she lacked great talent, or the Ravenclaw's keeper had extraordinary talent. The third member of the three man Quidditch team was their seeker, Rezna. Jeremy never expected Rezna to be great at this game, since she seemed really smart in the classes. Well at least smarted than Jeremy. But she was the only one to make points for her team, which was by catching the snitch.
Even though Megan failed last time, due to a luck Slytherin, Jeremy knew that she would've gotten the snitch quicker. "We can beat the Hufflepuffs, and if the Hufflepuffs can beat the Ravenclaws, we can beat them as well. Slytherin just got lucky, but we'll soon be the victors, n every match we play!" Jeremy yelled, not thinking about the people around him. He waited until the stadium was empty of everyone, and he headed down to the Gryffindor Locker Room. He entered in, and found his Quidditch robe in the corner of the room. He threw it there out of frustration of the loss they suffered the day before. Jeremy quickly slipped on his robe, and went to the locker where his broom was in. He quickly grabbed it, and headed out the door, into the stadium. He found the balls near the door, and grabbed a quaffle.
He headed out the door, and then got on his broom. Even though he was still shaky with the broom, he could still fly. "For the Gryffindor Lions, Jeremy Tyler, the Ace Chaser," the Prefect roared, just to poke some fun. Jeremy did some laps around the stadium, to get the feel of the broom. He was making progress with flying, little, but it was still progress. After that Jeremy went near the rings, he was still holding the quaffle. Concentrate Jeremy, he told himself. Then he pulled th ball back, and let it fly. Sadly it hit the hoop, and started to fall down. "Damn it, I can't even make it without keeper," he whispered. He then went after the ball. After he returned to the same position when he threw the ball before, he took another shot. This time it went in, but Jeremy didn't celebrate. He knew that could of been easily blocked by a keeper, mostly Forgoil. He went after the ball once more, and he quickly flew to the other end of the field, where he threw the ball, while still moving. This too went in, which made Jeremy happy. He knew he would have to practice full speed, to really get a good practice.
Jeremy went for the ball again, and then took a couple more laps around the field, he didn't want to lose the fundamental of flying. After that, he took more shots. Then he got the ball, and took even more shots, from all over the field, moving at different speeds every time. He was getting tired, so he decided to take a break. He flew down to the Gryffindor Locker Room. In his locker, he had two water bottles. He took one out, and began drinking it at a slow pace. Jeremy felt like he was getting a lot from this practice. With in the locker room, Jeremy spotted a piece of paper. On the paper were the next two games. Grffindor Vs. Hufflepuff, and Slytherin Vs. Ravenclaw. Sadly, there were no dates, not even a guess. "I should practice some more before I can call it a night."
Even though Megan failed last time, due to a luck Slytherin, Jeremy knew that she would've gotten the snitch quicker. "We can beat the Hufflepuffs, and if the Hufflepuffs can beat the Ravenclaws, we can beat them as well. Slytherin just got lucky, but we'll soon be the victors, n every match we play!" Jeremy yelled, not thinking about the people around him. He waited until the stadium was empty of everyone, and he headed down to the Gryffindor Locker Room. He entered in, and found his Quidditch robe in the corner of the room. He threw it there out of frustration of the loss they suffered the day before. Jeremy quickly slipped on his robe, and went to the locker where his broom was in. He quickly grabbed it, and headed out the door, into the stadium. He found the balls near the door, and grabbed a quaffle.
He headed out the door, and then got on his broom. Even though he was still shaky with the broom, he could still fly. "For the Gryffindor Lions, Jeremy Tyler, the Ace Chaser," the Prefect roared, just to poke some fun. Jeremy did some laps around the stadium, to get the feel of the broom. He was making progress with flying, little, but it was still progress. After that Jeremy went near the rings, he was still holding the quaffle. Concentrate Jeremy, he told himself. Then he pulled th ball back, and let it fly. Sadly it hit the hoop, and started to fall down. "Damn it, I can't even make it without keeper," he whispered. He then went after the ball. After he returned to the same position when he threw the ball before, he took another shot. This time it went in, but Jeremy didn't celebrate. He knew that could of been easily blocked by a keeper, mostly Forgoil. He went after the ball once more, and he quickly flew to the other end of the field, where he threw the ball, while still moving. This too went in, which made Jeremy happy. He knew he would have to practice full speed, to really get a good practice.
Jeremy went for the ball again, and then took a couple more laps around the field, he didn't want to lose the fundamental of flying. After that, he took more shots. Then he got the ball, and took even more shots, from all over the field, moving at different speeds every time. He was getting tired, so he decided to take a break. He flew down to the Gryffindor Locker Room. In his locker, he had two water bottles. He took one out, and began drinking it at a slow pace. Jeremy felt like he was getting a lot from this practice. With in the locker room, Jeremy spotted a piece of paper. On the paper were the next two games. Grffindor Vs. Hufflepuff, and Slytherin Vs. Ravenclaw. Sadly, there were no dates, not even a guess. "I should practice some more before I can call it a night."