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WHO: Gideon Prewett and Gleny CHITTOCK.
WHAT: gideon and gleny do quidditch like. 7th year. summer of 1977?
WHERE: around...gideon's house.
NOTE: LOL i've had this in my email for yrrrrrrrz.
Gideon checked his bag again, "Omnioculars, yup. Banner, yep. Snacks and drinks, check," he looked up at Gleny and smiled, "You ready to go?" he asked. This was kind of exciting, and a good way to get his mind off of the letters that wouldn't be coming for another week that made him nervous for reasons he didn't really understand. He didn't think anyone but Smeth and Lupin were in the running, and Lupin had gotten into trouble at the end of the semester, so it was probably sure that he was out of the running for Head Boy then.
When Gleny had noticed his perpetually worsening mood and suggested they go do something, Gideon's father had offered up a pair of tickets to an England match that he'd been sitting on, 'for just the right moment'. Gideon rolled his eyes at the memory. Really his father needn't have teased him so much about it. So what if they weren't the best seats? They were free weren't they? "Did you bring a camera? Charlie's gonna want pictures, you know," he said, looking back down at his bag and closing it up before slinging it over his shoulder and settling it right.
"Errr…" Gleny started, staring at Gideon blankly. Camera? Her hands stayed up high in her hair (she had been tossing up) while she thought about it. Well, yes she brought a Muggle camera. Charlie would like that, wouldn't he? Personally, Glenda always liked Muggle pictures better than Wizard ones. She shifted her wait to the opposite hip and glanced down to the bag at her feet. "It's at the bottom," she said, still staring at it.
"It's a Muggle camera though." Gleny put her hands on her hips. Well, wouldn't that type of camera be better for a Quidditch Game anyway? Probably…not, but she could just act like that little bit of information didn't matter. "Who's playing again?" she asked, stepping over her bang to Gideon, wrapping her arms around his waist and going on her tip toes to get a quick snog.
"That's fine, as long as they're pictures. Dad gave me some more pocket money to get them each a treat," he said, wrapping his arm around her shoulders, "make sure you don't break it though. Because, well that would be bad. I don't know if a reparo would fix it," he said looking thoughtful before kissing her again. He really did like having a girlfriend; it was no wonder Fabian was all about having one.
"England versus Argentina," Gideon said patiently. He figured that Gleny might not be all that into it, not knowing anyone playing, but it would be fun anyway. They'd get to see a bunch of new people, and maybe Gideon could pick up a few new plays. He had that book Molly had given him at Easter, just in case.
"Mmmmhhmmm," she responded through his lips, getting the gist of what he was saying. Treat-little nephews-pictures- don't break the camera- might not be able to fix. Right. That wasn't hard to remember. Just take pictures and make sure the camera comes home in one piece- which was what she wanted anyway, seeing that this one was her mother's from work.
Gleny pulled back a bit to give a thoughtful look. "Ohh, right right. It's supposed to be a very good game, you said. I remember you saying that," she said, nodding just a bit. Why she actually had to say that out loud…well, that was still a loss. Either way, she went up on her tip toes again to get another kiss before they actually had to go out in public with screaming fans. Lovely, really.
Gideon smiled and wrapped his hand around her waist, "Ready? I'll Apparate us to the portkey drop-off point, okay? We don't have a portkey, but that's where the wards are opened for people to go Apparate in." He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before Disapparating with Gleny in his arms.
They appeared in a small clearing where they could see the stadium a short distance away. Gideon pulled Gleny quickly out of the clearing onto a path out of the way of other traveling fans, "Isn't this exciting?" he asked with a bright smile, lacing their fingers together as they reached the ticket taker, "This'll be brilliant." He handed over the tickets, squeezing her hand gently before leading her away in the direction of their seats.
They were walking so fast that Glenda thought she just might fall over on her face. Well, obviously she wouldn't, but it felt like it. Which was strange, since usually she walked fast anyway in the corridors in school. Maybe it just felt strange because Gideon was pulling on her to walk fast and she wasn't controlling her legs. Either way, she would be happy to find their seats quickly enough.
"Stairs!" she squeaked as they entered through one of the little portals and started the ascent. They better not be seated up too high- she didn't do sweating. Though, Gideon didn't seem to mind at all- set on his face was a big old smile. Well if he was this excited about it, then the least she could do was just…walk up the stairs. "Are we up high?"
"Er, mid-way? They're not the best, 'cause we'll have to look up a fair bit for play, but it's only like two or three levels," Gideon said, looking down at her distractedly, "But we're right on the edge, so we won't have anyone tall sitting in front of us to block pictures." Gideon continued up the steps, reminding himself to take them one at a time as to not go too fast for Gleny, even though he wanted to run up the steps. This was actually going to be really cool! He'd never brought …anyone to a professional match with him before. Usually it was him and Fabian and their father going whenever they could get tickets. Listening on the WWN had nothing on being at a game live. "I promised your mum that I'd have you back before it was late, so if the game isn't over by then we'll just go."
She eyed the handle bar as Gideon talked, contemplating exactly how many people might have touched it already and whether it had been cleaned lately or not. Deciding that the answer was most likely a lot and no, she focused back on him to here something about her mum. Unconsciously (well, maybe consciously a little bit), Glenda's right eyebrow rose. Gideon had promised her mum that they wouldn't be out late? She couldn't even remember ever seeing him talking to her mum…but then again, she had taken a while in coming down from her room when he had come to pick her up so…
"Don't worry about what you said to my mum, we can stay until the end," Gleny mused, smiling just a bit as they turned a corner on the stairs. Either way it ended early or late, she had been looking forward to some…coupley things that they would do afterwards.
"Well, sometimes these matches go for days, or well, the possibility of them going on for a long time is there," Gideon said in a patient manner, "but most professional seekers will try and end the game as soon as possible. There was a match between Bulgaria and Portugal - oh, here we are," he said, leading them out of the stairwell and into a portal to seats, "and the Portugal seeker," he continued, "caught the snitch within the first five minutes! No goals scored either. Sometimes it just shows up in the right place you know? Dead boring for fans though," Gideon said with a snort of laughter. He looked down at his ticket and wandered over to where their balcony was, "Here we go," he said, motioning for Gleny to go first.
Gleny opened her mouth to say that yes, she knew they usually lasted long (just because she had no clue what was going on with the house games didn't mean she didn't notice how long they were sometimes) but didn't say anything as they left the stairs. Gideon was probably just…very over excited about this game. Most likely, anyway.
"Thank you," she said to him, smiling a bit wide and squeezing past him to enter the box first. Luckily for her, she had seen the seat numbers on their tickets when she walked by him, so more than happily Gleny bounded over to one of them and sat down. There were a few other people on the balcony already; an old-looking couple and what looked like a family of four. Well, at least they weren't the first ones here. And definitely not the first ones in the stadium either- even from here it looked like it was chalk-full of people dancing, waving and singing. Quite intimidating, actually.
Gideon settled himself into the seat next to Gleny's and stretched out his legs as much as he could (which wasn't that much, since they were at the edge of the box) and grinned. "Brilliant, isn't it? Who are you going to root for?" he said with a wicked smirk, pulling out his England banners and handing one over to her. "I shall claim to not know you if you dare say Argentina," he said jokingly, leaning back and sliding his arm along the back of her seat. This was an excellent idea. Gideon would have to tell Fabian all about it, even though it would be more exciting to play in a game. "If it's not too late when the game ends, can we stop by The Burrow? It's not that far actually, about forty kilometers south of here. Isn't this place great?" he asked, looking up and watching some of the advertisements float above them.
She would be stupid to not cheer for England, wouldn't she? Just looking around the box, Gleny could nearly everyone carrying (or wearing) white and red. So, why not? She lived there too, anyway. Smiling, she took the banner from Gideon's hands and gave it a small wave. Besides, who did she know that lived in Argentina anyway? Exactly.
"Sure, I'd love to. Yes, it is," Gleny answered, taking both ends of the banner and pulling it tight to look at it. She just might have to steal this from Gideon- she hardly had any of his things to begin with, so at least a flag was a good start. "Very chaotic- it's nice."
Gideon smiled at her widely before settling back in his chair and wrapping his arm around her shoulder, "I can't wait until Fabian is playing like this. Do you think we'll get free tickets? I'd think so, being his family, but you never know. It would be fun though, very exciting. Oh look, here come the reserves," he said, pointing to the players filling up the benches on either side, "That means the players will come out soon," he said bouncing slightly. There wasn't any particular reason to be telling Gleny everything that was happening, it was just fun.
"Oohh, that's right, Fabian's a professional now. I nearly forgot about that," Gleny said out loud, although she hardly doubted Gideon had heard her; the noise level in the stadium had just risen from extremely loud to ear splitting. But that was only because people were flying out of the little opening at the other end of the field. Ohhh right, that was the team.
"That's them!" she said for no particular reason. Getting bouncy, she inched up to the edge of her seat to get a better look at the field and the screen a bit off to their right. She might not have any clue about how to play the game, but at least she knew what professionally built Quidditch Players looked like.
"You nearly forgot that my brother is playing Quidditch for the Canons?" Gideon asked, a touch incredulous, but more amused than anything. He couldn't really hear anything else she was saying so he just cheered with the rest of the crowd. His hand slipped from her shoulders as she moved forward, so he just let it rest in the middle of her back, waving his banner with his other hand. This was gonna be great!
A couple of hours later, Gleny herself getting pushed and shoved out of their seats and back down the path they had gone up earlier. England had won! 200-150. And a very exciting game, she had to admit. Though, it was a bit strange that Gideon hadn't been watching most of it, but rather watched for about two minutes, and then scribbled away on some parchment he had brought for a long time. Gleny had tried to get a glimpse at what he was doing, but either she couldn't see it or someone behind her would knock his elbow into her head every time she bent over.
"That was a good game!" She grinned to Gideon, waiting until they exited the last portal to walk beside him and lace their fingers together. "Right?"
"Very exciting!" Gideon said with a little spring in his step, "I can't believe some of the moves they used! Half of the time the omnioculars couldn't pick them up! Wow, I can't wait to use some of these plays!" he said, waving his playbook around before stowing it in his bag, "Did you have a fun time? I'm glad it didn't go on forever, 'cause that would have just been terrible to miss the ending. Did you get everything you wanted too? I got Bill a poster, Charlie an action figure, Percy a soft quaffle and the twins squeaky beater bats. My parents spoil them," he said with an indulgent grin, "And I got some England shaped sweets, but I'll give those to Molly and she can doll them out, yeah?"
Gleny heaved a laugh, shaking her head just a bit. Gideon had never talked this fast before- or at least, she had never heard him talk this fast. Whether it was because of the game or her slow influence, she would never know. But right now was definitely because of the match. "Yes, yes, I had lots of fun. I think everyone will like their presents you got them."
"Ace," he said, squeezing her hand and leading her over to the clearing they'd arrived in, "You ready to go to the Burrow then?" he looked at his watch and frowned, "I dunno if the boys'll be up, but I'm sure Molly or Arthur will. Molly's pregnant again, did I tell you?" he asked, moving to stand in the queue of people leaving. It seemed like they were checking people to see if they were okay to apparate. Gideon fished out his license and handed it to the hit wizard who was checking them.
"She is!" Gleny squeaked, stopping right in her tracks. She didn't know Gideon's older sister that well, only hearsay from Gideon. But still! Even for someone she had hardly met, it was always exciting to know that someone was going to have babies. "You did not tell me that!" she said to him excitedly, bouncing on her heels just a bit. "Oh, that's so exciting you have- oh sorry." Quickly, Glenda reached into her purse to produce her Apparation license for the extremely irritated-looking hit-wizard. And had he been tapping his foot at her? Oh no he was not. Giving a 'humph' as he handed back to her, she followed Gideon to walk away.
Gideon laughed at the wizard once they were far enough away from him, "Yeah, with twins. Boys too. That makes five," he said with a roll of his eyes, "You remember where to go? Just the front lawn," Gideon said, kissing her cheek and stepping away to disapparate. He waited for her to appear before moving forward to knock on the door quietly.
Bill was the only one of the boys up, and he went to the window beside the door to check to see who it was (Mummy always said not to open the door without looking first, then to ask for permission). "Mummy! It's Uncle Gideon and Gleny," he said excitedly, waving at the pair from the window.
From the kitchen, Molly poked her head out, "Okay, let them in!" She finished drying up the rest of the dishes and wiped her hands on her apron as she hurried over, grinning at the two teens. Bill stared up at Gleny with wide, curious eyes.
Gleny smiled widely as Bill circled around her legs, staring with those big round eyes he had. "Hullo Billy," she said to him sweetly and then kept on moving to follow Gideon into the kitchen (only after petting the top of Bill's head lightly).
"Hullo Molly!"
Gideon smiled at Gleny and stooped to pick up Bill and swing him around before setting him in a chair at the kitchen table, "What are you doing up, rugrat?" he asked, pulling out a chair for Gleny before sitting down next to Bill, pulling his bag onto the table, "Aren't you supposed to be getting some sleep?"
Gideon turned his smile on Molly, stretching his legs out under the table, "We went to the international Quidditch match, dad got us tickets. It was brilliant," he spoke excitedly, his hand finding Gleny's under the table unconsciously.
