Practicing The Beautiful Game of Quidditch(Kasey)

[shabam]

Sasha was sitting waiting in her last class, her leg shaking on the floor. One minute left of class on her favorite day of every week, the day she gets to practice quidditch. Sasha was usually the only one to ever show up when it was out of season but she still loved doing it with a passion. With or without her fellow teammates she would just take the snitch from the quidditch room and bring it off to the wonderful qudditch pitch! Sasha loved just going out alone the wind whipping around her hair as she chased after the small little golden ball with wings. Today was a challenging day, it was a storm outside and the lightning was striking every few seconds. Only a true qudditch player or flying expert would be out on these days and to Sasha it was her favorites.

Ring, ring, ring. Sasha almost jumped out of her chair, she ran past all of the other kids, as she made her way to the quidditch room. All of her friends usually stayed away this day because they knew Sasha's one and only focus was on getting to the field. Some people say she is to obsessed with the game, Sasha says shes not obsessed enough. She ran in her heels and her short black mini skirt swirling up as she went around corners. Anybody looking could see under it and Sasha never changed from her clothes, she had flimsy clothes on today which weren't the best to wear on a stormy say while flying. Sasha just thought about changing for a second but as soon as she thought of it the thought of getting to the field was more important. So what if people see a bit? I love my body! Sasha smirked sounds a bit conceited to herself.

Finally one last turn and she made it to the quidditch room, she had her broom in there which was the best she could afford, and the newest model. She opened the chest and picked up the snitch, she was at full sprint to the door as she kicked off her heels and set them just inside the room. She opened the door placing the broom in between her legs and as soon as she could get it under her she was at full speed to the field. The storm was much worse then she had thought, and Sasha loved it! Sasha was almost hit by a bolt but quickly dodged it, she had been hit before and it was not fun. She ran through the various towers of the Hogwarts castle, she barrel rolled and flipped her way to the field. She did as many tricks as she could loving the way she felt when she was flying, she stood on her broom as she was arriving to the field.

"Sasha is back!!!!" Sasha yelled with a huge smile on her face as she did a back flip landing back onto her broom. She still had the golden snitch gripped tight in her hand as she pulled up next to the nearest tower. Not many people were out, and the people that were seemed scared and afraid of the storm. She was always here with a few other teams, and no matter who it was she would find someone to race with to catch the snitch. She stood still watching all the amateur fliers going around, Sasha had one passion in her life, flying, nothing else mattered to her when she was on her broom. She looked around at the clouds they were so dark, Sasha thought maybe if she was lucky she could see what it was like with a tornado coming down.

[kasey]

AS A PROFESSOR, IT WAS KASEY'S JOB TO PROTECT THE STUDENTS. he had been leaning over the windows ledge of his tower watching the daring students that had been brave enough to fly in such weather. he had chuckled at the site until he noticed one particular student. she was small with nearly white hair and at every twist and turn her skirt fell up, revealing to his and any other viewer her underwear. he could have dealt with that but when she was nearly struck by a sharp streak of lightning, he shook his head and began the long walk from his tower to the quidditch pitch.

BY THE TIME HIS FEET HAD HIT THE GRASS THE RAIN HAD LIGHTENED A LITTLE AND THE LIGHTNING WAS STRIKING OFF IN THE MOUNTAINS. most of the students had disappeared into the castle. she was still in the sky, though. oi! he hollered up to her. do you have a death wish? he asked the question with a stern face, but inside he couldn't help but to think that he would like to be flying right now.

[shabam]

Sasha was standing of her broom her skirt swaying in the wind, all the students were leaving and soon enough she was the only one left at the quidditch field. Sasha let her head drop down as she was disappointed yet again she would being flying solo and have to catch the snitch without any competition. Sasha shook her head flying by one of the towers, she heard a voice and flew near the man yelling at her. Ugh, what did I do this time? Sasha thought as she noticed it was a proffesor yelling at her. Sasha rolled her eyes as she was flying just a few feet above the teachers head. She had never seen this teacher before, it must be a class she had never taken before. Which means it was a horrible subject because Sasha always looked into what subjects would be most interesting.

"No I don't have a death wish! I just love the feel of flying! Anybody would, I'm suprised a nice young proffesor like yourself isn't our here flying. Well that is unless your scared to fly in such a harmless little storm," Sasha giggled as she taunted the young teacher. Sasha wanted to see if maybe she could challenge this proffesor to a nice race to catch the golden snitch, that was if he was up to the challenge. Sasha just kept swaying back and forth listening to the powerful winds coming across with the storm, the rain was almost completely gone by now but Sasha still had to practice. It was only four o'clock and she had until eight o'clock before she had to be in to start doing homework. Oh how Sasha hated homework, she easily finished her potions homework but her other subjects took hours.

Sasha noticed something as she looked down the male professor was still looking up and Sasha's skirt was flying up with the wind. Sasha hurried to pull her skirt down as the wind rushed and her cheeks turned scarlet red.
"You perverted professor! I could have you fired for doing that!" Sasha jumped straight to conclusions as she tried to find some way to keep her skirt down so that the professor couldn't see her pretty pink panties. Sasha felt so bad she didn't know what to do and she couldn't fly down she didn't have proper control of her broom unless she let go of her skirt. There was no way, that wasn't an option with the skimpy panties Sasha wore today nothing was going to make her move her hands from her skirt nothing at all.

Then, the most unexpected thing happened, the huge gust of wind blew and a lighting bolt hit the ground as the bolt crossed right next to Sasha she jumped as she fell off her broom. Sasha quickly let go of her skirt and grabbed onto her broom as she was hanging for dear life as she was very high up from the ground. Her skirt was flying all up and around and Sasha felt so embarassed, how could this happen to her especially in front of a professor. If it was a cute boy or girl Sasha wouldn't mind but it was a professor, he was a little cute but he was a professor.
"Please help me! Oh my god! I'm going to fall!" Sasha played dumb she could easily get back onto her broom but she wanted the professor to get on his so she could challenge him, hopefully he was stupid enough to fall for it.

[kasey]

KASEY FELT HIS CHEEKS BURNING. he hadn't noticed that in looking up at her, it could be perceived as him looking up her skirt. i wasn't! i wouldn't! he said, lowering his attention to his shoes. he felt the ground shake under his feet as a streak of lightning struck close to the two of them. he looked up again only when he heard the wind rush around her falling form and a small shriek escape her lips. she was several feet above her, and though she could fall into his arms, kasey noticed that she seemed neither willing to fall or to climb upward.

HE DUG FOR HIS WAND IN THE POCKET OF HIS TROUSERS. with a quick flick of his wrist and a short muttered accio he waited until his broom found its way between his knees. he adjusted himself properly in the middle of the broom and flew up to her level. he wrapped an arm around her waist and helped her back onto her broom. you really must have a death wish, kid, he said, catching his breath. who the hell was this daring girl?

[shabam]

Sasha forgot what she had wanted in the first place, the golden snitch! She must had dropped it when she pulled down her skirt, she looked around but in the stormy weather the snitch was almost in possible to find. She searched squinting her eyes as she was still hanging for dear life, she could tell that the professor was getting his broom and she smiled. All she needed to do was find the curious little ball, she looked around she had been a seeker for a few years and could find spots where the snitch liked to go. She searched around and finally as one bolt of lighting struck the snitch appeared. Sasha kept track of it with her eyes waiting for her prince charming to save her. Soon she felt the arms around her and lifting her setting her nicely on her broom.

"Thank you, now will you help me catch this gosh darn snitch?" Sasha said never taking her eyes off of it, the snitch was circling around practically tauting the poor girl to go after it. Sasha wanted a challenge to catch it, and Sasha wanted to have fun catching it alone would be no fun at all. She had been left alone on several occasions and most of the time when it was storming she had always been alone to practice. Today hopefully wouldn't be the case she had someone right next to her who looked good enough to ride a broom and catch a snitch. Who wouldn't take the deal? He is going up against a teenager he had much more experience on a broom than she did. Sasha smiled hoping he would except the challenge as Sasha must of looked crazy following the snitch with her eagle eyes dead locked on her target.

"Hm, how about a challenge? The first person to catch the golden snitch wins, just like in quidditch," Sasha smiled as she took her eyes off the snitch for a second to flash him her smiled. She looked back and caught the snitch within seconds, it was coming back down to the pitch and Sasha was ready on her broom to fly. She was waiting for the professor, she really needed a challenge and maybe this pretty cute professor would be the one to give it to her. She smirked, she was an incredible flier one of the only things she was ever good at was flying. She had a great time doing it and she talked about it quite frequently, she had the time of her life and was much happier ever since she joined the quidditch team. It turned her thoughts upside down as all she could ever think about while flying was the thrill of the wonderful game.

"Well I am tired of waiting for you professor if you accept my challenge then follow me! If not, then well just go back to doing whatever else you were doing before trying to look up my skirt!" Sasha yelled as she gave one kick to her broom and was off into the stormy skies, the beautiful landscape was candy for the eyes as she swirled through the air. Her hair whipped around her back along with her skirt flying up behind her, she knew next time maybe changing would be a good idea with skimpy clothing like this on. The professor will probably just come to check her out again while they are flying. She finally made it just a few feet away from the snitch and she was traveling fast as the snitch started trying to make sure Sasha would never catch it. Sasha just hoped the challenge would start before Sasha had already caught it.

[kasey]

he threw his head back and let off some soft form of a growl. i was not looking up your skirt! he called to her as she flew off. he blushed hearing the echo of his own voice, hoping that no one heard that. imagine his reputation after being accused of looking up some girls skirt? it was unlike him, and he hoped that most people would know that. he gave a quick sort of swim stroke in the air and his broom took the hint and flew off. if this was the only way to get this girl on the ground, he'd play along. while she was racing, he merely hovered.

a few times something bright caught his eye, but he'd notice it was a flash of lightening in the distance. he had been a seeker for gryffindor back during his third, fourth, fifth, and sixth year. he had to quit during his seventh year so that he could work extra hours down in hogsmeade. he had always loved quidditch though, and trained even though he didn't have to. so, it was easy to say if he was not better than this girl, than the were certainly even. just as he let himself daze off, he heard the buzzing and fluttering sound of the golden snitch, and then the sound of this girl on her broom fighting the wind. he took a low dive and a sharp turn and flew himself up between this girl and her snitch.

as he extended his hand though, the snitch flew under him and he watched as it flew just a few inches above the ground and changed direction. he let off a growl and dropped back, hovering again for a moment. he noticed this girl was rather odd. most seekers hovered high about the pitch, or flew in slow circles high above the pitch. this girl was everywhere. who are you? he called to her. and where the hell did you learn to play seeker?

[shabam]

Sasha rolled her eyes when the teacher yelled he wasn't looking up her skirt, she saw where his eyes were, and he would always deny it, because he could lose his job if he didn't. As she looked back she saw the teacher going full speed to wards her, Wow, he is much faster than I thought he would be, I like some good competition. Sasha kept her eye on the snitch as it zoomed one way and Sasha was close behind it, her hand reached out as it surrounded the snitch then right before she close her hand it shot down. Sasha quickly followed it, but saw something unexpected, the professor was in front of her now and blocking her out. He had to have had some experience in this game as a seeker he was quite good at it, and knew a few old school moves, but it might be the new ones that will get him.

Sasha chased after him his hand was extended he was about to win, Sasha tried to move up closer to bump him but the snitch shot down, Sasha quickly followed it and passed the boy. Sasha had the best skill for a seeker, one of the fastest reaction skills she had ever seen, the snitch was now close to her with the man hovering where he had lost the snitch. Sasha decided to show off and she stood on her broom treating it like a surfboard as she flew after the snitch just as fast.
"Actually, I had taught myself when I finally had a chance to become a part of the game," Sasha smiled answering the young boys question but never taking her eyes off the golden ball. The buzzing echoed in her ears and she was having a lot of fun with this, it was only a matter of time before she ended it the professor would be quite impressed.

"After being seen as a good flier in class my second year the professor said I should try out for quidditch for my house, and luckily I made the team. Ever since then it was my passion, and I just keep getting better and better, our team used to be horrible, now we are better, I think one of the top teams right now, but I think the real question is, where did you learn yours?" Sasha asked with a confused look in her eyes, she didn't know how a professor of all people could ever be so good at catching the snitch. Sasha was looking as the snitch swerved trying to lose the swiftly moving girl behind it, then as it shot down Sasha fell back to the normal flying position shooting after it. When Sasha was on the field the snitch was never more than a brooms length away from her, and everyone knew that, today was the first time when that problem arose.

[kasey]

kasey continued to hover in the spot where he had lost the snitch, watching with narrowed eyes as the snitch played a taunting game of cat and mouse with this young girl. he listened and nodded even though she wasn't watching him. he felt the rain beginning to pelt harder against him, soaking the back of shirt and leaving it clinging to him. it wouldn't be good for his aerodynamics, but he figured he'd still be able to keep up with his competition. he watched as the snitch continued its down ward path. kasey had a feeling the snitch was leading her straight to the ground, and once she had to turn direction or hit the ground, it would speed off in another direction. i was the seeker of my house team when i went here. gryffindor. he began to fly once more, speeding up and speeding passed her. the snitch was, indeed, leading them to the ground. when they were merely feet from the ground, kasey let go of his broom and extended his hand.

he caught the golden ball in the palm of his hand, the wings beating against the inside of his fingers. he fell to the wet ground with a heavy thud and groaned at the feel of ground to ribs. bugger, he muttered and rolled over on to his back. i win. he drawled, tiredly. he laid the arm with the snitch in his palm across his eyes to keep the rain from hitting them. now will you stop goofing around and get inside?

[shabam]

Sasha was flying as she just reached her hand, she felt the wings hitting her hand, she started closing it and within those few seconds the snitch quickly turned. When Sasha was faced the new direction she was behind the professor, he was to good, he must practice much more than since he had been at school.
"Are you sure you haven't played since school?" Sasha asked wondering what was going on, then before she could blink her eyes the professor was laying on the ground snitch in hand. The first time I was beat... in almost four months. Sasha thought frowning, she lost concentration and fell off her broom and hit the ground hard.

Sasha laid there with tears in her eyes, the grass running along her smooth skin, she knew this wasn't going to be a good night. The one passion she had to get her mind off everything just reminded her how much of a failure she really is. Sasha reached down between her skirt and her panties playing with the thin peice of metal sharp enough to tear through her smooth flesh. She slid it up her waist before putting it back where it was, she was bleeding and the professor would just think it was from the fall. She knew what she did was horrible, but it was the only way to ease the pain, if he wasn't here, it would be so much worse. Sasha still had tears in her eyes as she stood up keeping her face turned away from the professor.

"Good m-match, I will go back to the common room now," Sasha said, the blood visible through her shirt as she hoped on her broom. She slowly floated into the air higher and higher wondering if maybe she could get far enough away to drop without the professor noticing. She didn't care what was going to happen, she could get expelled for this, but she drifted up just over the stands and shot off in the opposit direction of the castle. She was going as fast as she could, she had never gone this fast before, she made a slight turn and lost control. She quickly fell off her broom from high up, Sasha was dizzy from falling so fast, she couldn't tell what was going on.

[kasey]

kasey chuckled, looking at the snitch in his fist. he had only been involved in a few games since he graduated, and this just proved he still had it. he was still damn good. he winced as he heard sasha land with an ugly thud a couple of feet away. he rolled over on his side to ask if she was okay. he watched with shock as she dug her hands into her skirt and between her thighs wha- a clap of thunder drowned out his question. his mouth fell open as he witnessed, in disgust, her own punishment for losing. he had heard of sore losers, but this was ridiculous and quite stupid.

he sat up as she stood and told him she was heading to her common room. oh, i don't think so! he stood just as she took off on her broom. he tucked the snitch away in the pocket of his trousers and straddled his broom, kicking off, and following after her. kasey followed, at a speed where the rain felt like it was slapping him, rather than falling upon him. he hadn't gone this fast in a long time. she was nearly off of the hogwarts grounds now and if she flew a few feet more, she'd be expelled - no doubt about it. kasey ground his teeth and flew to catch up. he extended a hand to grasp her cloak but just as his fingers brushed her back, she took a sharp turn and began to fall.

he steered his broom down, finding himself hovered in the path she was falling. he extended his arms just in time to catch her. oh, don't think this is over! he shouted to her over the sound of the rain. you and i are having a really serious fucking talk! he shouted, anger in every word. he flew down, retrieving her fallen broom from a tree branch, until the were on the ground. he carried this young girl and their brooms into the nearest locker room. he dropped her, as gently as he could in his angry state, to a bench. he unbuttoned her shirt, just enough to show the wound she had caused. really fucking stupid, you know that! he removed his wand from his trouser pocket and pointed it to the wound. episkey! he muttered, the wound healing itself. don't move! he demanded, stepping passed her and into a shower stall. he turned the water on, more hot than cold but not scolding.

he returned and lifted her from the bench, carrying her over and setting her on the floor of the shower. this she help you warm up. he muttered, pushing her wet hair out of her face, and stepped away. he sat on the bench she had previously been laying upon and buried his head into his hands. what the hell were you thinking? do you have a death wish? so fucking stupid!

[shabam]

Sasha awoke in the bathroom under water pouring down at her, she had been rescued again. Sasha could barely hear but words were being spoken quite loudly at her, well at least from what she could get out of them. Sasha rolled her eyes turning away from the soon noticable professor as she curled up in a ball. All of her past, it was flashing in her head, just as it did right after the loss in the quidditch match. She was having a horrible day, the professor must have seen her, he knew exactly what she did. Sasha thought nothing of herself but as a failure, she had always been one, even as a prefect she had always failed in certain subjects, she wanted to be the best, but it was literally impossible for her, she couldn't do anything right, at least, that was her mind set.

"Y-you don't know how I am, don't judge me," Sasha whispered completly broken in everyway, she had no more will to live. She had her wand out pointing it to her chest, she knew it would just be one spell to make it all over, everythign would be done and over. Crucio Sasha wanted to say it, she knew what it would do to her, she didn't want to be alive anymore but torture would come first, she thought she deserved it. Avada Kadarva She thought again wanting it to come out of her wand and take her life, the professor couldn't see the wand at all, but Sasha decided to finally speak some words.
"Sectum sempre," Sasha said as the power shot out of the wand and into Sasha, her breath was taken away, the blood slowly leaked out onto the floor as she fainted off in extreme pain.

[kasey]

kasey scoffed. i don't know what you are? trust me, i know what you bloody are! a stupid little girl! you lose one match of quidditch and you think your life isn't worth anything. that's complete bullshit! you're a sore loser, and a stupid. little. girl! he removed his head from his hands and noticed the water swirling around the drain, tinted red and pink by blood. he figured, at first glance, it must be the blood from her shirt where the wound had healed, but noticed there was far too much. he looked to the girl and noticed the blood staining her bloude and legs. she was covered from head to toe in long gashes, as if she's clised herself open. he wondered if perhaps he should have dug that knife out of her knickers, but realized a little knife couldn't possibly do that much damage.

he jumped from his seat, sending the bench falling with a heavy thud to the ground. stupid! stupid! stupid! he hollared, kneeling beside her. he snatched her hand and tossed it across the room. he rolled her over onto her back, and grasped her hair into his fist. he gave a hard, angry tug and used this hair to manuvuer her. he tore her blouse open, and poked his wand at each wound on her torso. it took several muttered episkey's to close each wound, and he moved down to her legs. once he had finished, he was looking to her glaring and trying hard to catch his breath. he gripped his wand tightly, restraining himself from giving her one hard slap across her face. thank you for proving my point that you're nothing but a stupid little girl. he grasped her hair again and pulled her to her feet. prepare to lose your position on the quidditch tean. prepare to lose your prefect's badge. prepare to lose your wand. he began to drag her across the room by her hair, where he would lead her to the headmaster.

instead, he paused. he looked down to her, shivering, wet, exposed and blood stained. he let go of her hair and ran a hand through his own. what is your problem!? tell me! he'd rather like to know what would drive this little girl to do such a thing.

[shabam]

Sasha found herself woken to her pain going away, she was of a pale color, and nothing could bring her back from where she was. She couldn't say anything about it, she had never let anyone into her heart or so close to tell them everything except her best friend. Now this teacher had striped her, and healed her wounds, when all Sasha wanted was death. It would of been best for her, all she did was waste people's time, and bother them for reasons like this professor wanted her to say. Sasha kept her mouth shut as he dragged her over saying everything she was going to lose, it didn't matter, nothing did to Sasha she could just as well make a potion to end her life, it wasn't hard, not to her it wasn't.

The professor stopped and turned to look straight at Sasha, this was it, he was going to yell even louder and lecture her. She didn't want this, 'What is your problem!? Tell me!' he yelled in front of her. Sasha turned to each side, there was no escape, it was either tell him everything, or just lose it all. She didn't want to die, she knew from the bottom of her heart she never wanted to, but her mind was demented ever since the death of her father, it took an even bigger tole on her sister. She would be in the slytherin house fifth year, if she didn't become dark, using the killing curse that almost killed herself. The auror's took her away, a fifteen year old girl, in Azkaban, that is just horrible.

Sasha looked to the professors eyes one more time, she knew what was going to happen as soon as the tears formed in her eyes. Sasha fell to her knees looking almost as she just collapsed, her knee caps smashed into the tile beneath them breaking more of her skin. Just a few bruises and cuts came, she was still half naked with blood on her pink bra, she didn't know what to say.
"You don't know how hard it is for me!" Sasha almost yelled as tears poured down her cheek.
"I am supposed to be perfect! I am not supposed to have any flaws or I will end up dead!" Sasha's mom had always pushed her, or there would be punishment like no other, not chores, but spells, Sasha had always had a fear that her mother might be a secret death eater.

"I have been depressed ever since I was a little girl! The one person that protected me, the one person that cared for me, the one person who could help me when there was no other died! When I was young! My father died!" Sasha cried as she fell to her side curled up in a ball, this was the second person she had ever told anything to, her main problem was how she would keep everything inside until it was to built up to pretend to be happy.
"My sister is in fucking Azkaban! My mom does nothing! I have to come home every summer to a wrecked house, she doesn't even use spells to clean it! I finally finish it then it is time for school again! The one, the one! Thing I have to keep me happy and to help me through everything is quidditch, now when my mom finds out what happened, it will just be a few more weeks of tor-, never mind," Sasha stopped herself, she couldn't live on her own or be an orphan, if anyone found out what her mom did to her, Sasha would be alone, more than ever.

[kasey]

kasey shook his head. partially he wanted to continue yelling and reminding this girl how stupid she was. another part of him, felt sympathy for her - for her troubles and for how weak she'd let herself be. he nibbled at the inside of his cheek, before kneeling beside her. don't use that as an excuse! he yelled, cupping her cheeks and forcing her to look at him. bad shit happens, you have to learn to fight it. you have to fight the depression. he cocked his head to the side, looking at her.

my mum.. he paused, not sure if he should be sharing this information with a student. he figured, though, that knowing that she wasn't alone could help to stable her some. my mum was a muggle. a strawberry - someone who will shag anyone for a bit of money or a fix to her addiction: drugs. i never had a chance to be a kid. i raised her. i nursed her every single night until i got my hogwarts letter. i had to work evenings and weekends in hogsmeade to send her money and groceries and keep her healthy. then she died and left me just another orphan living in an apartment above the hogs head during holidays. you're not the only one who's had a bad life. you're not the only one hurting. you're just the only one being weak.