<div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 15pt;">Quidditch Tryouts</span></strong></div><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c5/Preston_Huff_4.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Preston Chadwick III (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14061020#msg14061020)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Grey t-shirt and sweats<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Pureblood<br/><strong>Wand</strong>: Redwood and has a core of Dragon Heartstring<br/><strong>House/Year</strong>: Hufflepuff. 1st<br/><strong>Date</strong>: Saturday, September 23rd, 2017<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Morning<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Quidditch Pitch<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Busted<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Cece, mentioned: Fin and Orion<br/><hr/><br/>Greetings all exchanged in the way that boys had, short words or grunts followed by teasing, back slapping and then awkward silences, Preston soon enough found himself standing alone on the pitch as Finley and his new friend wandered off to get themselves signed in.<em>You’d think Ravenclaws would be on top of that sort of thing…</em>Preston thought with an internal smirk, although that expression faded quite quickly as he turned to have a look around, his eyes instantly spotting an small, curved and clearly marching-straight-for-him figure.<br/><br/><em>I’ve been caught out…</em>Preston thought as he watched Cece approaching, unable to keep a slight grin off his face as he watched her clearly trying to storm towards him, but restricted by the triple threat of keeping her composure, her outfit, and most of her tall heels punching through the soft grass of the Pitch.  Almost opening his mouth to make a pithy comment about such, Preston instead clammed right up as the arriving Cece narrowed her eyes at him, a clear sign of impending danger.  With that, Preston knew treading carefully here was his best bet.  They were still feeling each other out in this engagement, although not literally enough yet, and he at least knew better than to TRY and mess up.<br/><br/>“Right you are, my darling! How remiss of me.  I was just afraid to lose it, of course.  I never thought of this clever method.”  Preston replied, laying it on perhaps a LITTLE thick, but Cece certainly hadn’t seemed to mind that so far, and he did have to find the threshold somehow.  Taking the gold chain and slipping it over his head, Preston grinned suddenly at Cece’s outstretched arms.  THIS was much more in line with something he knew how to handle, and he was quite sure he could remove any lingering anger….by scandalizing her of course.<br/><br/>Stepping between her arms, Preston instead slipped his own around Cece’s slim form.  “Oh, I don’t know, I think I need a LOT of luck…”  He mused, and instead of the chaste kiss Cece was expecting, Preston dipped her way back onto her heels until his arms were all that was holding her up, and he placed a very deep kiss directly onto his fiance’s lips.  Letting that linger for a bit, Preston finally stood and straightened them both.  “There, that should about do it, I imagine.”<br/>