<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1f/Lyre_Sly_1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Lyre Savage (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14118339#msg14118339)<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Pure<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Slytherin Quidditch Uniform<br/><strong>Wand:</strong>Maple, Dragon Heartstring, 13 in, Unbending, literally glowing<br/><strong>House/Year:</strong>Slytherin 3rd Year<br/><strong>Date:</strong>Sept 24th, 2017<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Morning/Saturday<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Quidditch Pitch<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Tryout Game!<br/><strong>THEME:</strong><br/><em>Lyre's Serenade <br/>to the Golden Snitch <br/></em>(https://youtu.be/Sds5SpNd1Mw)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong><em>Everyone at Tryouts!</em><br/><hr/><br/>In the Quidditch Pitch, Lyre Savage joined Group 9. He was their glorious Seeker.<br/><br/>He looked out at the five-hundred feet long and one-hundred eighty feet wide oval. At each end there are three hooped goal posts of different heights, surrounded by a scoring area. Some spectated from vantage points in their towers. He smirked at all the Slytherins on his team: Hikaru, Ashley, Valerie, and most of all his bestie Moray. At the heart of the Pitch, a small central circle two feet in diameter, all the balls were released. The Bludgers and the Snitch flew off at once. Then the Quaffle was tossed up high, beginning the game by storm.<br/><br/>Lyre's icy blue eyes zoned out at the field as he kicked off the ground with the other riders, as high as he can above the scrimmage but close enough to stay within boundary lines. He could not follow the Snitch. Sometimes he was lucky to spot from his left, his right, or straight ahead a golden sparkle. Once he saw that, he'd zoom for it, seeking the next golden sparkle. Now the game began. And it won't end until the Snitch was determined caught. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, an approaching shadow of a Bludger!!<br/><br/>Lyre did a famous Quidditch tactic, the Sloth Grip Roll, and hung upside down to avoid a hit from the Bludger.<br/>The cannonball zoomed by. He swung upright again, meditating, waiting for the next Bludger or golden glint.<br/><br/><em>"When you're mine..." </em>he sings with clarity.<em> "Mine, oh mine, oh mine."</em><br/><br/><hr/>