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Post by dorcas on Aug 29, 2010 16:34:37 GMT 1
It wasn't the easiest thing being a girl on the Slytherin quidditch team and it was even harder being a female beater on the Slytherin team but that wasn't something that would deter Dorcas, she loved quidditch and she loved the position she played. She was strong enough to hit the bludgers and get them to where she wanted them to go and she was tactful enough to hit other players brooms in the right places to knock them off without having to slam into them, yes she was a dirty player and she knew her way around a bludger and the quidditch pitch and she wasn't as heavy as some of the other players from other teams so her broom had less weight to carry and therefore could excelerate faster and stay at top speeds for longer.
The practice session they'd just had was long but Dorcas didn't care, they had an up coming match and they had to be at their best, not just their most brutish. Adrian was pushing them hard and they were all right on target but when everyone decided to call it a day, Dorcas stayed out for a bit longer, being pursued by two violent bludgers was just the sort of agility training she loved and it gave her a good strength work out too when she smacked them, she even used the goals as targets, occasionally hovering a picture of Adrian's face near them and having it move frequently from goal to goal to keep her mind active as well as her arms.
After she saw a few of the team leaving the changing rooms, she figured it was time to head in, she didn't want to miss dinner and she was hoping to catch up with Wally-Monster, she hadn't seen him in a while and she enjoyed his company, they'd probably just end up drinking and chatting about what they were going to do after they were finished with school but it was nice, it was normal and she knew Wally-Monster needed some friends around him, moving to a different country wasn't easy, especially when you had to live with people you didn't know and would end up not liking.
Using her wand, Dorcas stunned the bludgers and put them away magically into the case and sent the case floating off to the store room where they'd stay until someone else came to practice. Dorcas headed in the opposite direction of the case, she headed toward the Slytherin girls change rooms, stood her broom against the stand and threw her beaters bat on the bench followed by her robes and then her shoes and the bikini she wore for practice and games, it was easier to manoeuvre in something that didn't have wires. Dorcas grabbed the towel that was next to her duffle bag with all her clean clothes in them, she wrapped the towel around her body and headed in toward the showers.
None of her other female team mates were around, they'd probably showered and gossiped a bit before heading up to the castle. Dorcas didn't mind Ella and Alecto but sometimes she just didn't want their company. Sometimes a girl just liked to be on her own and the showers was a good place, you could hear any other girls coming and boys tended not to enter, though occasionally they were on the rebellious side and broke the rules, usually for entertainment purses to scare the girls or to plant things like spiders in their bags, Dorcas didn't let such tricks get to her because she always expected them, this was her only year on the team, she expected to be targeted for some pranks.
Putting her towel on a hook, Dorcas proceeded to walk to the showers, she turned the hot water on followed a little while after by the cold. She stuck her foot in under the spray and got the temperature nice and hot, she stepped in under the spray, closing her eyes and tilting her head back, she ran her hands over her hair then tilted her head forward with a frustrated sigh. She'd forgotten her shampoo, conditioner and soap. Grabbing her towel and wrapping it around herself once more, Dorcas carefully walked into the locker room and started rummaging through her bag, she got out her shampoo and her conditioner, all she had to find now was her soap.
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Post by mulci on Aug 31, 2010 19:58:51 GMT 1
Mulciber was about to fly off for practice, now that the Slytherin team proper had left the field, when he noticed the lone figure on a broom. Smirking he watched her. Sure he blamed her for the fact that he couldn't get onto the Slytherin team, but she was hot. She was really hot. And that quidditch uniform was tight in all the right places.
She played a little longer than most of the others. He unfastened the chinstrap on his helmet and pulled it off. A wide smirk crossed Mulciber's face as he watched with rabid anticipation, waiting for her to go to the showers. Most of the other team members were clearing up and leaving when Mulciber came ambling into the changing room, put his things down and casually stripped off to go to the showers block.
Once there, he stopped just inside the door, locked it, after checking hew as alone, and reached up to move a small airvent out of the way. THere was hole, just big enough for a beater's bat, with pipes running through the cement. Raising his wand, he tpped the pipes, and they shifted shape, curving to stop the blocking the hole, then, he stoop on tiptoes, pressed his face to the wall, and looked through. He couldn't see much at the mooment...just a few benches, a defule bag and a t- there! He flet his heart rate increase as he watched first one leg then the other of Dorcas Meadowes wander into view. And suddenly, the robes were off, and he was staring at her in just a bikini and shoes. He griinned and leant closer, eyes widening as she took off first her hoes, then her bikini. He licked his lips at the sight of her body as it was revealed to him. He wanted that. And unfortunately his body hadn't learnt, even after 5 years of this, that it wasn't allowed to just go thorugh the wall and get her. But suddenly she was moving. and a towel covered up that glorious nakedness he'd been admiring with one hand on the wall, pinning his wand there, and the other smoothing over his chest and stomach, teasing himself the way she was teasing him.
And then she was moving again. Out of view! He stood back down on flat feet, moved the vent back into place, moved the vent out of place, and fixed the pipes, then returned the vent for a second time, back to it's proper place.
He half ran, half jogged, not wanting to slip as he ran to the end shower where the block kinked around, hugging the girl's block. More Boys played Quidditch than girls, so there was a slightly larger shower area for the boys. He setlled himself in, waited for the sound of running water, and then tapped the tap attached to the wall. It moved towards him and he pulled it out of the wall, affording him a much better view than the last peephole, and one that was unobstructed as he gazed right at the naked, now wet body of Slytherin's female beater.
Steam was rising up around her, and the spray was bouncing off her ti- wait..wait..WAit! He wanted to shout as she stepped away from the shower and wrappe herself back up. What?! Was that IT?! he was angry, but a cetrtain part of his anatomy was ballistic. She couldn't just leave!. He stepped back, turned to the tap on the other side of him, and turned on the hotwater, tapping the space where the cold tap had been and waiting for the spray to reach a reasonable temperature.
Under the spray, Mulciber seethed. He was damned if he was going to just wank himself off like some loser who couldn't get a girl to even look at like Snape. He wanted her. If she didn't want to be watched, then he'd just have to go over there and make her participate.
Mulciber was getting himself properly riled up. In this state, there was no telling what he might do. Angrily, he slashed his wand at one of the towel hangers, it fell to the floor, twisted out of shape and clattering noisily. HE could go round there. He hadn't seen anyone else. He'd just sneak in, grab her, push her into one of the cubicles...she could scream all she liked, and she would, either from pleasure or pain, and he didn't care too much which it was right now.
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Post by dorcas on Sept 1, 2010 14:51:06 GMT 1
Dorcas spent a bit of time rummaging through her bag in search of the soap, eventually she found it but as she did she heard a loud clanging noise coming from the boys showers next door. Had she been a Gryffindor or a Hufflepuff, she would have checked it out, make sure everyone was all right, see if there was anything she could do to help, but she wasn't, she was a Slytherin and so self-preservation came into play, not only did she take the shampoo, soap and conditioner with her back to the shower, but she also took her wand, just incase that racket happened to make its way into her shower.
Heading back to the shower, Dorcas placed her wand and her towel to one side on a bench closer by than the towel rack to be on the cautious side, and put her shampoo and conditioner on the floor while she let the black soap rest in a soap holder. She turned around and looked about before ducking back in under the hot spray of her shower. You never knew who could be around when you were on your own, though she'd never had any trouble of showering alone before so why would any start now? Oh yeah, the loud noise. Regardless of that, she had her wand close by.
Lathering her soap between her hands she rubbed around her neck with the bar, then down over her arms, her breasts, her stomach, her lower back, and everywhere below, bending to do her calfs, all the while her thoughts focused on one guy - Adrian. Placing the soap back in the soap holder Dorcas then began to rinse the soap off, turning under the direction of the spray and rubbing down her arms, back over her breasts and so on unaware of the possibility that someone somewhere could be watching her because surely someone would have spotted a peep hole or she would have heard someone coming in.
Dorcas proceeded with her showering and wondering if Adrian really did hate her or if it was an act. Following her ritual by crouching down and pouring some shampoo in her hand Dorcas stood up as she lathered the clear mess into a foam and then through her hair and then rinsed it off, wondering if Adrian actually liked her and just thought she hated him. He could be an arse sometimes and he had hit her with a beaters bat as well as accused her of crap quidditch skills and cheating at her try out, but she still fancied him, he was a hot guy and very fancy-able in her mind, despite all the bad stuff.
Next it was time for the conditioner. She bent down once more and filled her hand with the white cream, stood as she applied it to her hair, letting her fingers run through the strands of wet tangled mess before rinsing her hands off. She closed her eyes, enjoying the spray hitting the front of her body, she'd stay like this for another minute, letting the conditioner do its job to make her hair silky smooth and then she would rinse it off, but for now, the spray was enough to keep her thoughts of Adrian company, wondering if she really should move on or whether there could be something between them.
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