This was it! He as the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team! It meant he was good enough. He was a good player, and he was good enough to help lead his team to victory in the house competition! Peter couldn't stop smiling.
He was excited to get started. He wasn't sure the best course of action, but he would give it his best shot in the first practice and ask for feedback later. The broom closet had been opened in case people didn't have their own brooms or didn't want to carry them. Peter wanted to guide everyone slowly into practice because they had been gone for so long and had been starting classes lately, but he also didn't want to go easy on them. No one joined the team to be lazy, so he wasn't going to encourage it.
As his teammates showed up, he smiled at them, gave them hugs when they would let him, and chatted with them. When everyone was there, he gathered them up and stood a foot away. "Hey, everyone! I hope you had a great holiday. I don't know about you, but I'm excited to win the Quidditch Cup this year. What about you?!" He threw his fist into the air, hoping his attitude would encourage people to express their excitement. If not, it wasn't the first time he'd looked silly.
"Let's all run a lap around the Pitch and then come here to grab brooms. Sound good?" When Peter was sure everyone was on the same page, he started his own lap.
Post by IOLA KENDRA KADEL on Jun 1, 2017 12:04:24 GMT -6
Peter was the closest thing Iola had to a brother. She'd do anything to make him happy. She'd gotten lucky when a spot opened up on the Gryffindor Quidditch team. Sure, she was just a reserve player but that was fine with her. She didn't mind waiting and possibly worrying about dealing with things later on. Her mother was a professional Quidditch player. She wanted to make her mother proud and that meant joining her house team.
Beaming up at Peter, she bobbed her head. She'd do anything he told her to do because she trusted him completely. She wasn't a fast runner, but she took off after him. She wasn't going to speak to anyone else, since she didn't know anyone else really. Peter was it. Peter was always it.
Post by ARYA QUINN LANDVIK on Jun 1, 2017 12:08:39 GMT -6
Arya was happy she was the keeper on the team. It was most excellent and she loved the sport. Since getting the spot off of the old keeper, she refused to ever leave it. But she wasn't sure how she felt about Peter. Looking at him carefully, she shrugged. Fine. He wanted her to run? She'd go ahead and run. She was an excellent runner, even if she hated getting all dirty and gross. Above everything else, she found herself really wanting to go ahead and take a shower. This shouldn't be too bad, so it wasn't like she needed to worry.
Rory liked Quidditch a lot. Except right now he mostly just wanted to sit down and do nothing, or sleep. He hadn't slept very well, or for very long the night before. So how successful this training went was going to be interesting. He tried to give an enthused 'yeah!' in response to Peter, but it probably wasn't entirely successful. Oh running. That was a lot of effort. Part of him wondered if he should have just stayed in the common room, but he'd made a commitment to Quidditch, he wasn't going to bail on it because he was flat and exhausted. So he set off on his lap around the field.
Quidditch practice! Yay! Quidditch was one of Kathleen's favourite things at Hogwarts. The other was her care of magical creatures class. Oh and her friends. But outside of her friends, it was Quidditch and creatures. So she was excited for training, and getting to play games again. "Yeah, let's go!" she said excitedly to Peter's yell. Winning was fun. And then she could tease Aeron over it. So extra fun. She bounded off on her run around the pitch, though slowed herself down before she lost all her energy in the first half around it.