Flying with Friends [Sav | Ali]

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Oh. Sweet. Merlin. 

CJ had missed flying so much. She was enjoying the tournament and all, that was a given, but Quiddich was just... so much to her. It was her safe haven and one of her favourite anger releases. She hadn't even really realized how much she relied on it at school until it was practically taken away. 

The Seeker shot through the sky, diving steeply and pulling up sharply, having the time of her life as she tried to expand her diving range. She was beginning to lose herself in her head, becoming absorbed with her broom and the air around her and the earth beneath her...

So much so, that she didn't notice she'd picked up a flying companion until he made himself known.


@sav
Hope this is okay, lovely! Just let me know if it's not, and what you'd like me to change! <3

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It was well known to all that Sav wasn't the biggest fan of the tournament since it meant that Quidditch was canceled for the year. While that made his mother happy since it meant that the Gryffindor would have more time to focus on school work and lessons, it meant that Sav was actually going to be a year behind in his skills and make it that much harder for him to be recruited right out of Hogwarts. He had decided to devote the year to physical fitness if he couldn't do much with his Quidditch skills. He ran everyday, sometimes for hours at a time depending on how much free time he had. He also worked out regularly. He hadn't been flying much and he didn't want that skill to get rusty, so the muscular Gryffindor carried his broom to the pitch on that fair April day and decided to just spend a little bit of time toning his skills. He got there and realized that he wasn't alone, there was someone already in the sky, another member of his team likely here for the same reasons. He mounted his broom and took off into the air. He flew near the girl and spoke. "Hey Seeker." he called with a smirk, making sure she knew she was no longer the only person in the air.

@rissa88

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CJ whipped around sharply on her broom, the maneuver made all the more graceful by her slight form. The huff of laughter that left her lips at her friend and teammate's greeting, on the other hand, a little less graceful.

"Hey Beater," she mirrored his tone and his words, sending him a smirk as she did so. "Missing the sky as well, or just missing my dazzling presence, Sav?" she couldn't resist teasing her friend, sending him a mischievous wink. Her friendship with the team's Beater was a good one, and CJ hoped she could take for granted that he wouldn't take the comment too seriously.

She had it on good authority that Sav was thinking of going pro; a good thing, too, because she knew of few people who deserved or wanted it as much as her friend did. The Seeker knew he'd make a terrific player, as evidenced by his willingness to come out and practice alone.

Still. He didn't have to be alone, not just then. CJ would gladly join her friend if he was so inclined to want company.


@sav

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Sav was always up for a bit of casual flirting, it was a major part of who he was, and while some people might have looked down on that particular part of his personality, he liked to surround himself with people who either played along or didn't mind it. CJ was one of those people. They had a good friendship, they were in the same year and the same house so a friendship bloomed naturally though classes and interactions as well as long days and nights spent on the Quidditch Pitch with the rest of the team. "Maybe a bit of both." he admitted, returning her wink and then giving a laugh. "I just didn't want to lose the skill, I figured I would just come out and do a few laps. I didn't realize anyone else would be here." he admitted, flying a circle around the girl. "Being a beater is as much flying ability and it is strength and aim." he added.

@rissa88

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Ahh, her teammate never disappointed. 

Laughing at his flirty admission of maybe missing both her, and flying, she favoured him with a grin that was full of affection. "It's my sparkling charm... and the hair," she joked, flipping her curly brunette locks. It was a difficult feat, considering that she had tied it into a high ponytail, but years of practice ensured that she managed.

"I hear you," she nodded seriously, echoing his statement about not wanting to lose the skill. "Quiddich is ninety percent practice, and ten percent raw talent," she quoted her father with a laugh. The man was as much of a drill sergeant on the field as he was in training, but with Quiddich, CJ never seemed to mind as much. Her eyes followed the boy in amusement as he flew a circle around her. "Beat ya to it, Beater," she teased, at his confession that he hadn't expected anyone to be on the pitch. "Field's big enough for both of us," she offered with a grin. "Y'know, seeing as how we're teammates and all."

Quiddich was an intense sport, something that most people failed to realize. Spectators seemed to just think that Chasing was about aim, Keeping was about speed, Seeking was about sight, and Beating was about brute strength. In CJ's opinion, that was utter shite. There was such a half dozen skills that every player on the field had to hone in order to be even halfway decent at their positions, not to mention their specializing strengths, the abilities that differentiated them to their jobs on the team. 

Sav was one of the people who understood that. "Any pro team will be lucky to have you, as long as you maintain that attitude," she told him seriously, a sincere smile falling upon her features. "On that happy note, let's fly," she added with a mischievous grin, before shooting off. Her laughter rang through the air as CJ dipped into another dive, wondering whether Sav would follow her or just call her insane. 




(@sav - I'm so sorry lovely! It's taken me a while to get back!)

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Sav had always had a love for flying and Quidditch. His earliest memory was of his father taking him and his twin brother to a world cup game when they were 6. He fell in love with it. He had been playing on toy brooms since he was younger than 6, but that match was the first time he decided he wanted to play Quidditch, and his passion just continued to grow. He didn't care what team he played for. He just wanted to play. He loved the game and he couldn't see himself ever giving it up. The day he would retire would be a very sad day for him. But he'd continue to watch and he'd continue to play for fun with his children and friends. He couldn't imagine marrying a person who didn't like Quidditch. He wanted it to be a part of his life. 

She teased him back, flipping her hair which he really appreciated and responded to with a playful wink for fun. He was such a flirt and he loved when people played along and didn't get to serious about it. He didn't necessarily agree with her statistic, but he nodded anyway. He personally thought that anyone could learn to play, maybe not play well, but anything could be taught. "it definitely is work." he agreed. He nodded when she said the field was big enough for the both of them, it most definitely was, especially since they were on the same team so he wouldn't worry about her spying and taking information about him back to another house team. Any pro team would be lucky to have him, she insisted. "Oh I know." he responded very confidently. He wasn't going to act shy or blase about it, he knew it was good and he knew many teams would happily take him on if they had an opening, he wasn't worried about it.

She took off flying and he gave a laugh before pulling up and taking off after her, feeling the air on his face and through his hair while he flew in her trail, coming up besides her pretty soon. "You're still fast, nice job." he smirked. 

@rissa88

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