Ooo sports? I like some sports. Tennis is my big one

 

And Roo, I love that kind of climate. Not suited to the place I was born it seems. :P

Thought you ought to know

*giggitysnorfle* XD

 

silly quirrell

Seamus Finnigan: [in Charms class] Wingardium Leviosa. Wingard...

[bOOM]

Harry: [to Professor Flitwick] I think we're going to need another feather over here, Professor.

 

Used to play a lot of different sports at school, like hockey, basketball and athletics (was 100m champion every year I competed) but never really took any of them beyond it, despite being pretty good at them. Dabble in golf, badminton and tennis during the summer though

Thought you ought to know

*giggitysnorfle* XD

 

silly quirrell

 

Quilly Sirrell

Its wingaaaaardium leviosa, not wingardium leviosaaaaah! :P

Ooo sports? I like some sports. Tennis is my big one

 

And Roo, I love that kind of climate. Not suited to the place I was born it seems. :P

 

We get four seasons in a day sometimes, we never lack a bit of variety, that's for sure

I quite liked discus the few times we did that. And high jump, but Im kinda short for that

We could have been killed, or worse, expelled!!

Worst season for me is Summer. Not a fan of dry heat.

I quite liked discus the few times we did that. And high jump, but Im kinda short for that

 

Never played/did discus. Used to do high jump as part of athletics. Wasn't particularly good at it for being 6'1

Ron: [Neville comes hopping in, his legs apparently stuck together] Leg-Locker Curse?

Harry: Malfoy.

Ron: You have *got* to start standing up to people, Neville.

Neville Longbottom: [wobbling uncontrollably] How? I can barely stand at all!

Seamus Finnigan: [jumping up, wand at the ready] I'll do the counter-curse!

Neville Longbottom: No, that's all I need... you to set my bloody kneecaps on fire!

Seamus Finnigan: [slamming his wand down] I don't appreciate the insinuation, Longbottom. Besides, if anyone cares to notice, my eyebrows have completely grown back!

[stalks off angrily, showing a large chunk of hair missing from the back of his head]

Harry: I found him!

[hands Ron a Chocolate Frog card of Dumbledore]

Ron: 'Dumbledore is particularly famous for his defeat of the Dark Wizard Grindelwald in 1945-'

Harry: Go on.

Ron: '-for his discovery of the 12 uses of Dragon Blood, and his work on alchemy with his partner Nicolas Flamel!'

Harry: I knew the name sounded familiar, I read it on the train that day.

Hermione: [beaming excitedly] Follow me!

[the Trio tears out of the Great Hall, leaving poor Neville still flailing around]

Neville Longbottom: Hey, wait, where are you going? What about the counter-curse?

Worst season for me is Summer. Not a fan of dry heat.

 

Our summers are anything but dry

We could have been killed, or worse, expelled!!

she really needs to sort out her priorities! ;P

soccer, running and horse riding!

Hermione: You've got dirt on your nose, by the way. Did you know? Just there.

would love to do parkour...oh and i lus volleyball too, and badminton

Hermione: You've got dirt on your nose, by the way. Did you know? Just there.

Do not!

*Rubs nose*

Voldemort: Harry Potter. We meet again.

Harry: Voldemort?

 

Hermione: You've got dirt on your nose, by the way. Did you know? Just there.

Do not!

*Rubs nose*

 

Are you sure that's a real spell? Well, it's not very good, is it?

soccer, running and horse riding!

 

You play football? :D What position? You any good? :P

Draco Malfoy: Wait 'til my father hears about this!

soccer, running and horse riding!

 

You play football? :D What position? You any good? :P

 

I was confused for a second as you called Soccer Football but then I realized im an ignorant American and we change names so suit out silly sports. ((Not a fan of American Football :P))

 

Yes im sure its a real spell! Look! The dirts gone!

Hermione: [after Hermione and Harry sink in the Devil's Snare, Ron is still panicking] He's not relaxing, is he?

Harry: Apparently not.

Hermione: I've gotta do something!

Harry: What?

Hermione: Oh, I remember reading something in herbology... um...

Ron: Hel-!

Hermione: Devil's Snare, Devil's Snare..."It's deadly fun, but will sulk in the sun!" That's it! Devil's Snare hates sunlight! Lumos Solem!

[she conjures a type of sunlight from her wand; Ron falls to the ground below]

Harry: Ron, you okay?

Ron: Yeah.

Harry: Okay.

Ron: [sigh] Lucky we didn't panic.

Harry: Lucky Hermione pays attention in herbology.

Bang, and the dirt is gone