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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.

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Brian watched Pepper dodge and weave, unfazed, as the ball headed straight for her. She was a wonder, that girl.

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.

Wensley aimed a crack at the black ball flying towards him, hitting it back towards Pepper. Adam's declaration that he wouldn't be allowed to fall had helped a great deal, and he was even comfotable with a few shallow swoops every now and then. Luna's appearence by his side, though, nearly knocked him off his broom again.

"What? Oh." He massaged his elbow a bit,looking at the handle of his broom. "Yeah, that's him."

"Well, go on, then," Luna said, nudging Wensley. Then she swooped off, making a loop-de-loop in the process.

Content that his friends seemed to be having a good time and sure the ball wasn't coming in his direction for the time being, Adam took a minute just to enjoy the wind in his face and the sun on his back as he flew around. Catching sight of Luna, he tried a loop-de-loop as well, turning it into a barrel roll at the end. That was deserving of a victory holler, right?

Well, he could holler all he wanted. Wouldn't change the fact that Pepper had sent the Bludger straight for him. "Oy, Peter Pan! Watch your rear!"

Laughing, Adam went into a steep dive, the ball following close behind. A few feet above the ground, he hauled on the front of the broom, spun around, and whacked the Bludger with the bristles, shooting it off into space.

Was that a whoop? I do believe it was...

Almost immediately, however, the Bludger turned back, this time headed for Luna. At the last moment, she swiped at it with her bat, tumbling backwards in the process and sending it towards Brian.

God damn, but it came at you fast! Wound up on eagerness and adrenalin, Brian whacked the Bludger hard and wild, with such a violent crack that the recoil knocked his broom almost into a collision with Wensleydale's.

Wensley felt his broom twist in the air, throwing him sideways; he grabbed on for dear life with his hands and knees, somehow righting himself in time to see (as much as his skewed glasses would allow) the cause of the disturbance. "Sorry," he choked out, not exactly sure what he was apologizing for - being in the way, perhaps.

Righting his broom proved easy enough, but righting what Brian's gut had done when he saw who he'd nearly broadsided was another matter.

"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.

Adam dodged the Bludger, cast an eye over Brian and Wensley, and shot off to Luna's side like he'd been riding brooms all his life.

"Thanks, Luna," he called. "This is amazin'. I can't believe I'm really flyin'. I always wanted to, you know..."

"You're very welcome," said Luna, turning to Adam from watching Brian and Wensley. "I'm glad to have friends."

"Oh hey, look out!" Luna swerved as the Bludger swooped down on them.

Looking faintly stunned - whether it was because Luna had no friends, or because a heavy ball was shooting at his face, it wasn't really clear - Adam dove. When he'd nearly reached the ground, he pulled up hard, popping back up like a cork in a bathtub and grinning from ear to ear. "I'm glad you do, too," the young man managed before having to dart away again.

Luna pulled her broomstick up as she heard the Bludger whistle away from her. It was fun. Suddenly, she realised that she missed Hermione, Ron, Ginny and Neville, and in a way, Luna was happy about that. She wondered if they missed her too. Then she got to wondering where Harry was. She hadn't seen him in a while - she was sure that he would have fun playing anything to do with Qudditch.

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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