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[belinda josephine ollerton]

It had been a very busy the past days and weeks. Belle was so happy that Jase had made Gryffindor Captain so she convinced her father to let her have one of the top of the range brooms. It was named the Screamer 4000 and as its names mentions, it’s a screamer. Her father only agreed because she had offered to pay him back for it and because he knew the reason as to why she wanted it, he liked the sound of Jaser, simply because he was into brooms and well the Ollerton family was all about brooms. That was the reason why Belle happened to mention it to him, because he never really liked keeping such brooms for his own children as his customers may see it being unfair. Belle had managed to convince him though, so she was able to send the broom to Jase with a letter of congratulations. She had also mentioned in the letter that she knew he couldn’t accept such a great gift, but it would upset her if he didn’t accept, simply because she really wanted him to have the new broom. She also made sure to mention that his old broom could never be replaced (especially as it had brought them together) so this new broom was for Quidditch games only, kind of like having a professional broom and a leisure one.

Relief had settled over her when he did accept the gift. It was indeed better than getting him a badge, because he would most likely get a Captain badge anyway. She was all the more happy when she watched him take his new broom for a test ride and agreed to help him train with it, which is why she was standing out in the middle of the Quidditch Pitch, Jase’s old broom in her hand. This broom was only the Berzerker 2000, but it still needed a very skilled flier to handle it, but not as much as the Screamer 4000. While the Berzerker would be for a skilled person, the Screamer was for a professional and Belle believed Jase could handle it. It was only meant for 18 year olds and over, so she was lucky to get it for him and that he was 18, soon turning 19. He was strong too, so he should be able to handle it or at least work himself up for it, yes strong and handsome and cute and...

Belle laughed at herself for letting her mind get carried away. Instead she drew her attention to the broom in her hand. She had dressed in jeans, a warm sweater and sneakers and a cool wind played with her short hair. She had her wand tucked safely in a side pocket of her jeans, some clothing sold in the magical world provided pockets designed especially for wand carrying and that’s where she had her wand, a slim pocket in the side of her jeans, which gives her quick access if she needs it. It was actually amazing that she managed to find time to be with Jase, but somehow they had managed it. Finding time in between studying, their leader duties and classes was indeed difficult, but they set Saturdays aside for just them, giving them a break before studying on the Sunday, which of course if they behaved, they did together as well.

Belle didn’t bother looking at her watch, she knew he wasn’t late; it just appeared so, because she was early. She had already done her own practise flying, getting herself used to his old broom. It was much more advanced than her old one, but just like the Berzerker was Jase’s leisure broom, her old broom, a Nimbus 5000 was her leisure broom. It was a little confusing to think about, Jase’s new broom was his Quidditch broom and his old broom was his leisure broom but also Belle’s Quidditch broom, while her old broom was her leisure broom. But now she had nothing to do but wait, until boredom struck her and holding the Berzerker with two hands, began to spin around with it in a dancing motion, seeming to sweep at the air as she twirled around, something that she probably hadn’t done since she was a little girl. She actually more looked liked a witch performing a dance ceremony with broom in hand to create a spell or blessing of some sort. The sight would have indeed been breath taking if she were barefooted and wore a dress for once, but in her jeans, sneakers and sweater she probably looked a bit strange, she didn’t mind though, because she had a smile on her face.

[jaser lyall salvatore]

This new broom was...well he really didn't know just yet. It looked amazing, sounded phenomenal, and it was from Belle so it was awesome in all essence of the word! It was alittle sad that his old broom was being used by someone else, but it was Belle's hands that had it now. She was the only person he trusted with his trusty Berzerker. That Broom had gotten him through so much, developed him, and had brought them together. It was considered an 'older' model three years ago, but did Jaser care? No. Not at all. That broom was big enough to carry him and carry him quickly...which meant it was sort of big for Belle, but would giver her an advantage. It takes muscle to work with the Berzerker, and Muscle is what got Jaser so far.Of course Belle was a girl, so she would rely more on speed...anyway...Wow he really needed to get to the pitch!

Jaser had on a t-shirt with a hoody over it, both a greyish blue color. The hoody had some muggle clothing store emblem on the front, pretty snazzy if he thoguth so himself. His jeans were dark, holey and torn, but he didn't care, it wasn't like he was one for fashion anyway. And then of course he had on his athletic shoes and had the Screamer in his hand. He was pretty much set for this practice as he tossed the quaffle up in the air and caught it over and over. He thought about seeing Belle and spending time with her, kissing her and that delicious mouth of hers. Seeing that beautiful face...throwing a quaffle at her...
That a boy! Deter those dirty thoughts!...The Gryffindor couldn't help but laugh as he started jogging the rest of the way to the quidditch pitch.

That messy black hair of his danced in the wind as he quickly hurried to the pitch. He hated keeping her waiting, and figured she would be early. His little ravenclaw prefect was not one to disappoint. Jaser slowed as he neared the netrance and walked on through with a soft smile on his face. Once he spotted her was sincerely surprised that she was dancing. It was cute to see her that way, so youthful, like they were. He slung the broom over his shoulder and tossed the quaffle repeatedly striaght up in the air to catch it every time as he approached her silently, then started laughing cheerfully," Well now, someone is happy." He smiled broadly, sensing her happy emotions.

[belinda josephine ollerton]

Belle was so involved in her dancing that she wasn’t aware of her beloved’s arrival. She didn’t see him approach nor did she sense his feelings until the last minute. It was his voice that brought her out of her trance and she paused and immediately blushed. She was a little dizzy and stumbled slightly as she held onto the broom for support to steady herself. She smiled shyly at him as if she had been caught in only her underwear, now that would have been embarrassing. It was still a little embarrassing for her, as she was rarely seen doing anything too girly. Even at last year’s balls, she turned up in fashionably jumpsuit, rather having to wear a dress. She wasn’t exactly a tomboy of sorts; she just preferred pants over dresses and skirts, definitely not a girly girl.

To kill her embarrassment, she let go of her broom, letting it levitate vertically in the air as she rushed at him, jumping up to latch herself to him, wrapping her arms and legs around him as she kissed him full on the lips. She knew it was probably not appropriate for them to be seen like this, but thankfully the pitch was free from other students as a lot of them would be at Hogsmeade or inside studying or the like. She didn’t want to let go of him and it was like she hadn’t seen him for a week, well it probably felt like that because they could only sneak short kisses every now and then and then the only time they were alone together was in the Room of Requirement or out here on the Quidditich Pitch where hopefully no one was watching.

She still hung off him when she ended the kiss, a big smile on her face. “Of course I’m happy, I can to see you again...so are you ready to get your butt kicked?” She grinned softly; she was teasing him, because she knew that he was a great Quidditch player, so much better than she was. She could actually see him making it into the professional game with all the famous teams and hopefully she would be there on the sidelines cheering him on. That was their dreams, for him to pursue a sporting career and for her to pursue a teaching one.

She soon decided to let go of him, when thoughts began to form in her mind, ones of vanishing into the Forbidden Forest for some time alone together. Before she let those thoughts turn into feelings that she knew would affect him, she slid down to the ground, standing before him as she called her broom to her with a small motion of her hand. Once she had caught it in her hand, she smiled up at him, forcing her mind away from those thoughts of him touching her; there were some days that she just wanted to melt in his arms. Smiling cutely, resting her free hand on her hip, mischief in her eyes. She wasn’t new to this thing of helping a Quidditch player practise, for years she helped one of her older brothers to train and then eventually those skills she used for Jase. She herself had never been in a Quidditch team; she had enough on her plate with trying to study and now since the past year all her Prefect duties. “So I suppose I’m playing Keeper?”

[jaser lyall salvatore]

Jaser hadn't meant to embarrass her, but it was amusing to sense her emotions. The blush she had on her cheeks made him laugh softly, his eyes gazing upon her as she smiled a shy smile. As Belle ruched at him he compied her by letting go of his broom so it would levitate. He dropped the quaffle just as she jumped up and wrapped his arms around her as she latched on. He laughed until she kissed him. He kissed her back, trying not to go overboard like a few times in the past where she ended up having to stop him.

He hugged her to him and continued to kiss her until she ended it, smiling and chuckling as he looked into her eyes and placed his hands on her waist. Jaser never cared what people thought, buthe cared if it involved making her look bad. Sometimes it would slip his mind that whatever they were doing in a moment of happiness and emotion would look like they had moved on to the next level and make her look bad. The kisses they shared were few and secretive as possible. Embraces like this were especially reserved for lone, more secluded moments...

This time he stopped his thoughts from causing him to feel those emotions. It seemed the longer they were together the better they were getting at masking their emotions weak. The questionable, horny teenager emotions that is. He chuckled as she let go of him, and helped set her down on her feet," I don't think I'm the one who is getting their butt kicked today." He winked at her teasingly, and grinned. He forced his hands from her waist as she stood before him and held the broom in her hand. He placed his hand back to his and bent to pick up the ball.

With a smirk he tossed the ball up and smirked at her as he caught it, nodding once," Yep...that and whatever the moment calls for to...challenge me." Winks and tosses the ball once again then stops," Are you ready, babe?" Jaser got a mischievous look in his eye, his competetive nature working to the surface.

[belinda josephine ollerton]

Belle laughed as he helped her set her down on her own feet again, she had laughed at his comment about him not being the one who was going to get their butt kicked today. She laughed the teasing, they were always fun together. He was her fun side; there was no question about it. To others she would seem strict as a Prefect or busy with her head buried in books trying to study as much as she could, it was probably more of her reputation that could be ruined if she was seen having fun with him and being more like a teenager should. There was nothing wrong with it, but if other students found out that she had a wild side and had pretty much let Jase off the hook for breaking rules, she probably won’t hear the end of it. She probably wouldn’t let it get to her, but still, it was safer to keep things a secret for now. It made it more fun that way too, sneaking kisses here and there and using the Room of Requirement for their true free time together alone. If all went well and they managed to actually pass the seventh year, this may truly be the best year of her life.

She smirked up at him, finally replying to his words of him implying that it was she who was getting their butt kicked. Her smirk turned into a grin, her hands on her hips, with one hip raised higher than the other to give her a more seductive and tormenting pose. “Are you sure about that? I doubt you’ll be able to kick my butt with your mind set on grabbing it instead.” She laughed at that as she started to back up, heading back to her levitating broom. When she reached it, she grabbed a hold of it with one hand, looking back at him. “And I see that levitating isn’t something that we have to go over, you seem to have mastered that, but have you mastered how to call for your broom?” She paused as she swung her leg over his old broom, holding it steady as her feet were only an inch from the ground.

She laughed softly, grinning as he asked if she were ready. “I was born ready, babe” She laughed again and kicked off the ground, rising up into the air. She brought the handle up, rising up vertically then pausing before launching the broom to the side and diving back to the ground. She laughed as the air rushed past her, forcing the broom to go faster. It seemed that she was heading straight for the ground and would crash into it, but at the last minute, she pulled up and rushed past him. In doing so, she left a gush of air flip around him, and before he knew what she had done, his new broom was missing. Again she rose up into the air, but then stopped just above him, holding out the Screamer with an outstretched hand, while her other held onto the Berzerker to hold it steady as she floated in the air. She wasn’t too high up for he would still be able to see her clearly. She was also close enough to the ground for him to hear her as she called out to him. “Let’s see you do a summoning charm!”

To make it harder for him, with one hand, she pulled her broom up, tucking the Screamer under her arm so it wouldn’t be ripped out of her hand as she rose up higher in the sky. She was flying as fast as before, but slightly slower as the Screamer was slowing her down somewhat. Soon enough she was up higher than the stands and eventually leaned to the right to head for the goal hoops further away from him. She wanted to test him and it was probably a good way to teach him to focus. She had of course told him in their first meeting together in their room that she would have other ways to test him, and this was one of them. She knew he could do it, she had faith in him, especially as it was quite some time when they first met and he couldn’t do or hadn’t thought of doing a summoning charm to retrieve his old broom, the one ironically that had aided her to steal away with his new one.

[jaser lyall salvatore]

Jaser watched her as she placed her hands on her hips. The pose very sexy in his eyes. He wasn't going to let himself think too much on those sort of thoughts, but he couldn't help himself. He liked it alot. Belle could do so much to him just by doing little things like that. He didn't have to have empathy to feel the way he did for her or know the way she felt for him, but it helped. It also was a difficult thing to handle when he was in a loving or affectionate mood. Especially when they were alone and close.

The gryffindor shrugged," Hey, touche my little prefect...but can you blame me?" He winked at her and smirked devilishly. He was teasing of course, but she was right. He would rather be making out than beating her in a game....but he did love his quidditch practices and hanging out with her. Jaser loved how this wasn't a relationship based off being completely physical. Those relationships got boring really fast, but were still fun. The fact he and Belle did things outside and out in public, even if it was secretive, was something that made their relationship special, one of a kind.

" Call for my broom?" Jaser tilted his head slightly, watching her curiously. What did she have up her sleeve? Jaser watched as she took off on the broom. He chuckled and shook his head as he watched her, flying like he did. How her little self could control that old broom impressed him. She zoomed by him and he felt the air whoosh by and tossle his messy hair. Turning and continuing to keep his eyes on her, not sure what she was going to pull. Knowing Belle, it could be anything.

His eyes spotted the broom in her hand, and he dropped the quaffle in his surprise. He looked to his side and saw his broom gone and looked back as his jaw dropped, a smile hinting on his hceeks," Hey!" He laughed and reached up for the broom, but failed. He laughed and then ran in her direction a few steps, stopping as he pulled out his wand and looked at it wearily." Gysah! Do I have to?!" He called out, nowing the answer was yes. Jaser was scared to use it. Why? Because he didn't want to say the wrong thing and hurt Belle. He knew he was a horrible wizard, but she was teaching him, making him ten times better than what he was last year.

Slowly, he raised his wand and took a deep breath, licking his lips as he tensed and relaxed as he released the breath. Jaser thought through the words quickly. What on earth was that spell...charm...thingy? He didn't want to fail this test and fail her. This was the only way he could show her he cared about their lessons was by actually learnign what she taught him. It was effort on his part." Uhm..," JAser swallowed and sighed," Uh...A...Adicios Screamer!" He called out...nothing happened. He sighed and slumped, brigning the wand to his face and sighing again before raising it and flicking it again," Akido Screamer!" He called, it didn't work again. With frustration he flicked the wand and tried it one last time," Accio Screamer!" He flared his nostrils and by some miricale he did it right.

Before Jase knew it his broom was zooming back to him, and he was smiling broadly. It zoomed to him and he timed it to where he would grab it and sling a leg over fluidly, mounting his broom and zooming off again, low to the ground so he could grab the quaffle with one hand. He stayed low on the broom, its speed and manueverability much different from the Berzerker. He tipped back and the broom shot skyward, then he curved it around to face her, sitting up and smiling as he road towards her, toccing the quaffle up and smiling triumphantly as he laughed happily," It worked, Belle!...Did I pass the test?" He grinned and chuckled, unable to think of anything other than getting that right.

[belinda josephine ollerton]

Belle was toying with him, but it was for his own good. It was her way of giving him a lesson, and she knew that he would remember it because it would be so funny thinking about it later and of course it not only included something practical involving his broom, but also it included her. She could just imagine him thinking of her during their exams, which is why she made sure to include his lessons when they were together. They could probably do the theory side of it together too, but this way was more fun and she could see them becoming rather emotional with hormones raging through their bodies, while trying to study, which would be a task on itself.

Up in the air, Belle felt good. She could see Jase from where she was and could only just hear his attempts at the spell, but his words her mostly carried away on the wind. She would never make him feel bad though, that wasn’t like her. The only thing she would do was correct and encourages him. It didn’t matter to her that he wasn’t as good as her in spell casting, for she knew quite well who the master was when it came to flying. She could really see him going far with Quidditch, which was another reason why she was out here with him with his old broom clasped between her legs.

When such hormones affected her mind, she tried her best to not think that the broom between her legs had belonged to him, which then made her think of him. She was glad to be so high up, not only could he not see her blush, but the cool air made her feel better and rid of the feelings quicker. She had been so distracted with her thoughts and feelings that she barely realised that the Screamer was starting to move. It had started to drag her back downwards towards Jase as it tried to return to its owner of who had summoned it. Once her mind was back on the task, she gave a little yelp as she finally let go of the broom, before she was dragged down and returned to Jase with the broom. She had thought of it being a funny if she had been dragged down all of the way, but then it meant he could catch up to her faster and she didn’t want that, not after stealing his broom.

She found it amusing that she had stolen his broom a few times now, she liked making him chase her. She probably didn’t have to steal his broom to do it, but it made it more exciting and she got a faster response from him in doing so. Hovering close to the hoops, she smiled as she saw him flying towards her. It seemed that he wasn’t pent up in seeking revenge for her little trick, but was quite pleased with himself for getting the spell right. She laughed and nodded, flying closer to him so that she could lean in and kiss his lips softly, before withdrawing, before they forgot that they were very high up in the sky. “You got your broom back, so that’s a yes!” Laughing softly, she flew over to the hoops to get into position to play keeper as she called out to him. “Come on babe! Let’s see what you’ve got! And don’t be afraid to hurt me, because I can get you back!”