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[hexuality]

[ accidental video / open action ]

[The video clicks on at an angle, giving the network a view of the soccer pitch at Westerberg. It's finals and summer's right around the corner so it's empty for now—save one player, distinguishable by her bright red hair. It's Ginny, of course, captain of the girl's team and taking the afternoon to unwind after her final exams with a ball and a wide expanse of open field all to herself.

With or without a team and game around her, it's clear she's good at what she does as she works through lightning-fast footwork drills and a few fancier tricks that won't be seen in an actual match but appeal more to her show-offish nature. In other words, this Ginny is no different from the Quidditch player she is normally, and it's obvious her talent on a broom and in the air translates well to a soccer ball on the ground.

She goes at it for a long while, finishing off with a strong kick that sends the ball flying into the goal across the way, and then she makes her way back to the bench where the camera is, picks up a hand towel and mops it across her face and around her neck as she catches her breath. She's picking up her water bottle when she pauses, looks down, and rolls her eyes when she notices the red light blinking.]

Brilliant.

[She heaves a theatrical sigh, picks up the phone, and then grins (because, really, as annoying as it is to be caught unawares, she doesn't mind nearly as much as she pretends).]

Finals're over and done with, I reckon I've earned a bit of fun before the madness around the dance starts. Hope you lot enjoyed the show.



[ooc; forward-dated to after finals! backstory for the ginger witch (or muggle, this time). feel free to text her, call her, run into her to/from the locker room/on the pitch, etc etc etc... anything, really! and here's some fancy footwork for reference, if you like. idk ginny and sports.]

Comments

[hexuality]

Me, gone soft?

[She jogs the rest of the way to him, leaning over the fence that separates the pitch from the stands, grinning.]

In your dreams, Buckykins.

[detentions]

Quit calling me that, god, Gin.

[hexuality]

Buckyboobear, then? I always knew you liked that one better.

[detentions]

I'm not eight, you know that, right?

[hexuality]

Act it sometimes, though.

[Said in the sweetest way possible.]

[detentions]

I hear it's charming.

[hexuality]

It's very charming. You're the most charming bloke I know.

[She reaches over the fence, waggling her fingers at him.]

C'mon. Don't I get to give you a sweaty hug or something for coming all the way down here?

[detentions]

If I get disembowled by this rottin’ thing, I’m blaming you. [ But he is taller, so it becomes far more easy for him to just lean over, wrap his arms around her. With a laugh. ] One sweaty hug then?

[hexuality]

[Everyone is taller than her. Her laugh sounds bright and pleased and she somehow manages to wrestle an arm free to muss his hair.]

One massive sweaty hug for coming down here and being a more supportive spectator than my brother.

[detentions]

[ Laughing, ducking away from her so she can't make his hair even worse. ] I like to share the pep around.

[hexuality]

No wonder the cheerleaders are all over you. I could almost be jealous.

[detentions]

They just can't resist me, can't be helped.

[hexuality]

Must be such a hard life for you, being followed around by adoring fans.

With pom-poms.