<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/2/27/Claire_Gryff_1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Claire Skies<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Quidditch Uniform<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Halfblood<br/><strong>Wand</strong>: Pear Wood, Dragon Heartstring, 10 1/3 inches with two twists<br/><strong>House/Year</strong>: Gryffindor/ 4th Year<br/><strong>Date</strong>: Saturday September 24rd<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>11:00 AM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Qudditch Pitch<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Tryouts<br/>(Optional)<strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>Stand Out/Goofy Movie (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FlMZXtATye4)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Zacharias, Rosalyn<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Claire honestly worked hard to put forward her best foot. Be respectful, and try not to judge someone on a first encounter. Everyone had bad days, everyone was just trying to do the best that they could. She had never gotten swept into the blood purity game, prejudice worked both ways and she knew plenty of pure-bloods who were upstanding people, and plenty of mixed bloods who weren't. However with Zacharias in front of her, all of her patience had fled her. How exactly did he see the day playing out for himself? Was he of the opinion he could act however he wished and everything would just go his way? Did he seriously think he could be as disrespectful as he pleased and his talent would be<em>so</em>incredible that all the obvious flaws in his character would make up for? How exactly did he imagine this would all play out acting as he was?<br/><br/>He probably thought he was entitled too it. That the half-blood girl wouldn't dare stand up to her betters.  Even as she spoke he had the gall and nerve to sit there and glare at her. He had a smug look on his features, the kind that just screamed he thought he was cool because his mum didn't have the nerve to let him know he was a wanker. It made it so everyone else needed to do his mother's job for her, and she had little doubt looking at how supremely smug he was. That when that insufferable ego of his was bruised, his mother had always done everything she could to nurse it back to health.<br/><br/>She was glad to have sent him away, already making her decision on if he'd make the team, and turning to gaze away from him rolling her eyes away from him, before letting her eyes settle on Rosalyn. She'd sigh, wiping the frown of her face and forcing a smile. Seeing how her boyfriend treated her, Claire felt  Rosalynn probably didn't need someone else rolling over her.<br/><br/>"Of course, another set of eyes is always a luxury." She said, ignoring the urge to ask Rosalyn why exactly she was with someone so disrespectful to her. Wasn't Claire's business, and she was already done with him best just to move on. "All you really need to do is watch the practice and let me know what stands out to you." She said, gazing around the area before shaking her head. "You can pick whatever spot you like, you'll be my scout today if you like." She offered. Roaslyn didn't need to accept, it all came down to Claire not wanting to send Rosalyn away dejected and powerless. Now she had a choice, so that was better right?<br/><br/>"Ooh I suppose I should ask, how quidditch savy are you?" She asked. That'd probably be important to be aware of. Not<em>everyone</em>loved quidditch after all. The girl had come down to support Zacharias not tryout herself. Claire realized it meant either she didn't have confidence in her own skill, or it<em>could</em>mean she just didn't normally care of the sport. It didn't greatly matter of course, Claire had a very strong grasp for it, and could just trust her own eyes if need be. Still, if Rosa did possess a good deal of knowledge, Claire had warmed to the idea of having a scout for herself.<br/>