Post by ARIELLE HARPER MACMILLAN on Jul 28, 2019 17:39:07 GMT -5
|One thing that Arielle was overly passionate about was quidditch, so the fact that the 430th quidditch World Cup was on was music to her ears. She had always been a big fan of quidditch and recently she had joined the Gryffindor Quidditch team back at Hogwarts as a chaser. She'd always dreamed that maybe one day she'd be participating in the world cup herself, whether it was playing for a team or even refereeing or simply reporting the major event; all she knew is it was something she wanted to peruse after she left hogwarts. Of course it was a far fetched dream but she honestly felt if she really put her mind to it and was persistent she could easily do it and her family believed she could as well.|
Arielle had been at the main stadium watching the French National team vs. Italian National team and it had been quite a show. The crowds were massive and there was a feeling like electricity running through the Stadium. It was amazing to see so many people come together from different backgrounds and join together to watch something they all enjoyed equally. The winners of the match had been the French, which wasn't much of a surprise but Arielle had enjoyed the match none-the-less. It took her a while to exit the stadium after the final match of the night and everyone was heading in the same direction; home. She knew there would be a significant wait to use any portkey so she decided to kill sometime hoping this would mean she didn't have to mindlessly wait amongst the crowds.
Eventually she managed to get out of the stadium and made sure she went in the opposite direction to the crowds. Hopefully some of the food stalls would still be open, she really fancied a hot dog. Arielle made her way toward the food stalls peering around at all the excitement, she was concentrating so much on watching the other people around her she didn't notice someone directly in front of her until it was too late. The petite brunette girl bumped into something solid and fell to her feet, out the corner of her eye she saw a pair of shoes; she'd accidentally bumped into someone. "I am so sorry, I wasn't paying attention to where I was going.." She trailed off slightly as she lifted herself to her feet and began to brush herself off..
|BY EDWARD OF GS|