Ride with me [Open]

[dan]

Chris stood in his quidditch robes, or whatever they were called, he had heard different people call them different things but whatever it was his clothes he wore while playing Quidditch. He stood in the storage room with a big box which he knew contained all the balls needed to play quidditch, carrying the box which was pretty heavy out onto the pitch he almost fell over twice but eventually made it to the center.

Being a beater Chris had to deal with the most dangerous of the balls, the bludger. running back to the storage room he picked u a broom which was a spare one that just seemed to get given to the person who forgot there broom, there always was one. He sat on it then lent over and set the bludger free. Withing seconds he was flying high above the pitch hitting the bludger as far and hard as possible then racing it untill he ended up ahead of it and repeating the entire procedure.

Chris knew what he was doing was pretty dangerous because well it was a lot easy to practice with two people when your a beater but he didnt have anyone else to practice with.. not yet anyway.

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[lorenzo]

Quidditch was a sport everyone could love and could not hate. It was a sport that was fun both when watching the speed driven brooms and charmed flying balls or participating in where the adrenaline rush was all that was felt in this mind tingling sport. Adrenaline rush or woosha as Lorenzo would call it, was one thing he was addicted to. The extreme rush of and fast nature of the sport was far different from his sporting school and his day to day football and rugby. It was here you could find him if he wasn't reading or studying like crazy.

So there Lorenzo sat watching on with the crowds of people watching on with as they absorbed the ecstasy of the moment. Isn't that? He said to himself as he took a closer look. He knew not just to run on the field and talk straight to the kid as he knew that was dangerous and stupid. "Hey Chris!" Lorenzo said screaming out yet his voice sounded like a little cat. The cheering of the crowds that had come only to watch practice which was quite weird seeing as it was only person here practicing still. Why is there so many people here, how odd.

Lorenzo looked around and noticed the amount of people starting to disintegrate. The echoing crowds faded into the eternal nothingness of a silent abyss. Lorenzo made his way from the grandstands and onto the field which was a mission in its self. Gathering his breath, he finally spoke with a clear airway, "Hey, your Chris right?" Lorenzo asked remembering the face but not the name. Lorenzo had seen this boy before and heard about him but had never actually met him face to face by himself and not in class.

[dan]

Chris who was miles away with his 'bludger beating' didnt hear Lorenzo call out, he didnt hear anyone or anything but the sound of the wind that rushed past is ears, being a beater was well a rush, it gave him a lot of adrenalin as he knew it was dangerous but amazingly fun. Chris was flying low to try and see how high up he could hit the bludger he figured in a match he might be able to hit someone from beneith them and they would be confused as hell.

That was when he actually did hear someone, he turned to see a boy he didnt recognise, then again chris didnt recognise most people that seemed to know im which often lead to conversations where he would cl the guy 'mate' or 'bud' depending on weather he liked the guy or not. "Hey.." he said flying over to the guy only to turn around and quickly hit the bludger away. He turned his head back to the boy and said "erm.. yeah im chris.. why?" Chris wasnt sure why the guy had approached him, maybe he had a detention or something and a teacher had sent to boy to fetch him.

Chris waited for the boy to speak but before he could quickly blurted out "Be right back a sec" then quickly spinning his broom around he chased after the bludger This is a frickin seekers job he thought to himsef but luckily he was actually pretty fast on his broom so he managed to catch the bludger and keep it all the way back to the boy *which is harder then it sounds as they wiggle around like hell). Chris quickly landed then ran over to the box, strapping the bludger in he shut the box then sat on it letting out a deep breath "So.. what is it?"

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[lorenzo]

It's awkward when you try to make a new friend and then you say ' hey your Chris' and then they would go ' yeah why?'. That was what Lorenzo had felt as he stopped and looked awkwardly as his question. He stood there not knowing what to do and just gasped for air as he stuttered slightly. "w-w-w well you know, just umm...." Lorenzo said scratching the back of his head as he felt his face slightly warm up. He didn't know what to say or what to do now. Now what, I' stuck in an awkward position I find very awkward! Lorenzo said to himself as he looked over into the distance.

" yes, sure thing!" Lorenzo said as he watched Chris blast off from the floor in aim of capturing the bludger. h good, now what do I do when he comes back? He asked himself nervously as he bit his soft lips to the left a bit. "I got it!" He whispered slightly as he ran to the Gryffindor Qudditch training room to obtain his broom and quickly ran out looking for Chris.

"Thanks for hitting the bludger!" Lorenzo said as he put on his goggles and got onto his broom. " Wanna go for a fly then? " Lorenzo said as he hoped that would answer his question. " You know, just wanted to have a fly with ya and stuff." He said with a soft smile on his face as he hoped he would say yes. "Just around the qudditch pitch, more like a smooth fly through the win to calm yourself down from what you just did and all that sport." Lorenzo said with a small laugh as he gently rose off the floor on his broom.

[dan]

Chris did notice Lorenzo run off weird kid he thought to himself but only moments later he saw Lorenzo come back with his broom or maybe he isn't so weird Chris said doing a loop de loop then flying down to him. "Hitting bludgers is what i do... i am a beater after all" Chris said woundering what it was the boy wanted does he just want to be friends.. Chris thought, well then he would have to fin out what the boy was like when he was relaxed before he considered being friends with him, he couldnt be friends with someone who wasnt entertaining or cool.. it wouldn't do his reputation any good.

"Sure i'll fly with you" Chris said scratching the back of his head, he wasnt sure what it was thee boy wanted from him but he wa sure he would figure it out sooner or later, Chris wasnt used to flying slow so when he kicked off it took a lot of his concentration to not just zoom off as he wasnt the kind of guy who liked to fly slow, the more dangerous and fast the better.

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