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Entry tags:
- adam,
- brian,
- luna,
- pepper,
- wensleydale
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Date: April 23, 2001
Status: Semi-Private (Luna, Adam, Pepper, Wensleydale, Brian; ask if you'd like to join in?)
Setting: The Manor Grounds
Summary: Luna teaches the Them how to play Wizarding games. Hijinks ensue.
Luna stood at the back of the Manor, near a rather tall hedge that she had charmed to that height. Next to her, an open wicker box held two sets of Wizarding Chessmen, a dozen packs of Exploding Snap cards, an inflated pig's bladder and a battered, old, second-hand Quidditch chest. Next to that lay four brooms. It was strange how she had found most of this equipment at a second-hand bookshop, except for the broomsticks, of course. She'd gotten those from a friend of her father's. They weren't the best brooms, but they were servicable.
"Good boy, Fido!" Luna shifted her broomstick to her other hand as she reached into her pocket for a treat and threw it at the footstool.
Status: Semi-Private (Luna, Adam, Pepper, Wensleydale, Brian; ask if you'd like to join in?)
Setting: The Manor Grounds
Summary: Luna teaches the Them how to play Wizarding games. Hijinks ensue.
Luna stood at the back of the Manor, near a rather tall hedge that she had charmed to that height. Next to her, an open wicker box held two sets of Wizarding Chessmen, a dozen packs of Exploding Snap cards, an inflated pig's bladder and a battered, old, second-hand Quidditch chest. Next to that lay four brooms. It was strange how she had found most of this equipment at a second-hand bookshop, except for the broomsticks, of course. She'd gotten those from a friend of her father's. They weren't the best brooms, but they were servicable.
"Good boy, Fido!" Luna shifted her broomstick to her other hand as she reached into her pocket for a treat and threw it at the footstool.
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He looked at the array of equipment and grinned even wider. "Is all this gear for just one game?"
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"Hi, Luna, Brian," he said as cheerfully as he could manage. "Didja get all the stuff then?"
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"What? Oh." He reddened a little, but waved at the group that had already gathered in front of...were those broomsticks? He had thought that Adam was kidding when he said they would be flying. "Hello, everyone."
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"I've got lots more, actually, but I thought for basics we might start with Swivenhodge. Or there's Chess, too. Or Exploding Snap. Or since there's four of us now, we could play Beat the Beater." Well, that was what Fred and George had called it.
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Brian was naturally drawn to the more violent games. "Beat the Beater? That sounds dirty..." his voice trailed off just a bit when he really registered who was right behind Adam. Wasn't gonna let it get to him. Not this time.
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"Both Swivenhodge and Beat the Beater use broomsticks, if that's what you mean." There were other flying games, but those necessitated the use of a wand, and Luna wasn't sure if Wensleydale or Brian were up to that. "Swivenhodge involves hitting this pig's bladder," she said, pointing to said pig's bladder, "over that hedge at each other."
Swivenhodge was kind of like Muggle tennis, really, but Luna wasn't to know that. "Beat the Beater, on the other hand, is actually more like Quidditch practice than anything else, but it's rather fun to play - everyone gets to be a Beater, and we have to hit each other with the Bludger."
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"How do I do that...?"
The surreptitious look he'd meant to shoot Pepper about Brian and Wensleydale was forgotten in the face of flying broomsticks.
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"For starters, you could concentrate on telling your broomstick to fly for you." Luna came back down to the ground, and motioned to the four broomsticks lying on the grass. "It has to rise up of its own accord first."
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"Cool!"
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"Oh, that's wonderful!" Luna gushed sincerely. "That's one of the signs that you'll be able to handle your broomstick really well."
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flying broomstick. Actual flying broomstick. Brilliant.
"All right, fly, you," Pepper said, pointing to one of them. And it started a little slower but eventually worked, not so much because Pepper had believed it from the start, but because there was no way Adam was going to be able to do something that she couldn't pick up just as easy. She'd spent most of her childhood seeing to that.
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Fuckin' hell. They really weren't kids anymore, were they? But they sure didn't feel like grownups either.
Brian looked at the broomstick. Well, if footstools could move of their own, why not... "How about it then?" he said to the broom, feeling only a little silly (it was hard to feel too silly with Luna around).
It twitched a little. Too polite, Brian supposed.
"Get up, lazy!" he said. The broomstick rose, just a little.
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He swung his leg over his broom, emulating Luna, and jumped off the ground to hover there a few feet off the ground.
"C'mon, Wens! Let's go, Pep! Hurry, Brian, you tell that broom! It's brilliant!" Adam grinned at Luna.
"What now?"
Sometimes when you were stuck between being kids and being grown-ups, it was fun to pick one or the other for an afternoon and not worry about it. Adam had made his choice.
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Fly out far. Which required moving in a specific direction. "Er, before you let the, the whatchamacallit out... how exactly do we direct these things?"
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"Why, you activate the respective charms on the broomstick, of course." Luna's voice came out slightly blurred and breathless, as she struggled to hold on to the Quidditch chest.
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The ground whirled away. It felt amazing. "This is brilliant!" he shouted. "Now what?"
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"Yes, now what?" He echoed Brian as he gripped the broom, knuckles bone-white.
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Brian whirled around to watch the Bludger, almost too late.
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'All you have to do is learn how to play it, and then it's just easy,' he'd once said. It was still true.
"You gotta feel it, Pep an' Wensley," he called. "Trust the broom. I won't let you fall. Watch out, Brian!"
As Brian dodged the Bludger just in time, Adam had his bat out and gave it a great whack in Pepper's direction. He'd have been fine with just flying around, but this was fun, too.
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"Is he the one you were talking about?" she asked him, motioning towards Brian.
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Of course, happiness over that was short-lived as a great speeding ball was headed right toward her face. Think of it like it's cricket practice, something in her head told her, and she swerved to one side, putting herself in a better position to bat the thing away from her. It set her spinning, since her control on the broom was not spectacular yet, and she nearly dropped the bat when her hands flew to the broom handle. "Somebody watch out for it!" she shouted, laughing all the same.
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That ball was flying around too fast and too hard to give Brian a chance to dwell on the unbelievable thing - he was flying. He was really, really flying. He didn't know if the broom was magic enough in itself, or if it was something Luna was doing, or it was Adam being Adam--what mattered was, it was real.
About time all the weirdness was just fun for a change.
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"What? Oh." He massaged his elbow a bit,looking at the handle of his broom. "Yeah, that's him."
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Was that a whoop? I do believe it was...
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"Sorry for what, mate?" he muttered, flushing red. "Not your fault." Hm. That applied to more than one situation. Brian managed a hangdog smile before hurtling away after the Bludger.
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"Thanks, Luna," he called. "This is amazin'. I can't believe I'm really flyin'. I always wanted to, you know..."
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"Oh hey, look out!" Luna swerved as the Bludger swooped down on them.
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Maybe she could ask Wensleydale about whether he'd seen Harry around - after all, Harry was supposed to be working in the restaurant.
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Pepper veered off toward Brian as discreetly as she could, bat still held at the ready. Hopefully that would be enough to save her, should the ball come at her quick.
"How's it goin'?" she asked hopefully, glancing swiftly over in Wensley's direction, trying to be as light-handed about it as possible (which for her, unfortunately, didn't work much).
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