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Stella nervously walked toward the Quidditch Pitch, fingering the new Cleansweep 11 her parents had bought her, with school permission, as a reward for making the Quidditch team. Stella had tried out the broom the day before; while it was easier than the school brooms, obviously, Stella still needed some time to form a bond with it. Even though she had flown before, Stella was no expert, and she really felt that, as much as she loved Quidditch, she didn't really belong here. But Slytherin needed members, and Stella's Quidditch skills were passable - so here she was.

"Hi, Justin," she said, greeting the Seeker, who was their team's captain. "I suppose I should take my position at the hoops? Or do you have something else in mind for us first?"

Stella nodded, disappointedly; she was still eager to get on her Cleansweep. "Can I still fly around a bit, though?" she asked. "This broom is new, I still need to break it in."

Stella wondered if the older student meant to intimidate her with the snake, but, despite the fact that she was not a Parselmouth, Stella liked snakes - in fact, she liked all kinds of reptiles. "Ooh, I've always wanted a snake," Stella said. "What is your snake's name?" Stella wondered if this girl was a Parselmouth as well, as it seemed many of the snake owners (with the exception of Roisin) were.

"I'm Stella Forsyth, by the way," she said, introducing herself. "I still can't believe I managed to make it on the team."

((I'm presuming she and Justin were introduced at the tryouts, so she only doesn't know Mirela yet))

Stella nodded at Roisin as she arrived. "Hi, Roisin," she said. "Did you see the new Cleansweep my mum bought me?" Even if she wasn't quite comfortable riding it yet, Stella was very proud of her new broom.

Stella had initially been jealous when Roisin won the Beater position and Stella was given Keeper instead, but she had learned to accept it by now. Roisin was a better flyer than Stella was, so perhaps she was better off in a more sedentary position. Besides, her sister, Dora, played the Beater position on her team at her school - and Stella figured that it was high time she stop copying Dora in these things. That was the reason their parents had had them attend different schools, after all: to become more independent.

Still, Stella did enjoy the idea of whacking Gryffindors in the face - but she could still do that with the Quaffle after thwarting their attempted goals, right?

Mira laughed at the girl trying to be bold. Slange scoffed at her, "Sssssseeeheeerrr Ssssseertthaasssssss", He hissed and slithered out of her robes down her legs on to the ground. He made his way to go sunbathe as he liked to do when Mira would be flying. She laughed, "I don't think he likes you, which means you have to work twice as hard to get my approval." She nodded to the other first year, she really wasn't sure if she would enjoy giving them a hard time or be annoyed that she couldn't get away from them. Just then Justin told them to do laps, "Finally! Names Mira by the way!" She yelled as she mounted and rose in on movement. Rising into the air she pulled her body close to the handle and began to make her laps. Speed rising with each turn. She loved the wind through her hair and would keep going till told otherwise



~Translation~ {{{"Other Humans Annoy Me"}}}

Stella frowned at Mira's comment that the snake didn't like her. "Oh well," she said, shrugging. Stella was amused that the snake wanted to sunbathe, but she didn't show it. Mira seemed to take her snake seriously - or something. Stella guessed there was something about Parselmouths and their bonds with their snakes that even a non-Parselmouth reptile lover like herself would never quite understand.

She leaped up into the air. The Cleansweep, unlike the school brooms, seemed to be eager to bond with Stella. While she still had a few bumps, Stella was overall finding it not too difficult to control her broom. It always went in the direction in which Stella pointed it. She felt, once again, the freedom of riding through the air that she had always felt at home with her siblings, or at the Marcelli estate with her Venetian cousins. It put a smile on her face. She wasn't as skilled at riding as the older students, or even Roisin, but Stella certainly enjoyed it.