At his words, Riley felt her cheeks grow hot. For a few heartbeats she half hoped, half feared he might try to kiss her. Much to her surprise, he didn't, so she did not need to fear the reaction of any of the student body catching them doing so. She briefly wondered what it might feel like, then rea...

"I am sure some are." Riley admitted, winning was very important to most within her house. She suspected a great many of them would prefer the easy win rather than a challenging one or worse, a narrow defeat. The redhead herself preferred to win, but she loved Quidditch and the more diffi...

"Thanks, it's far more sporting to win or lose a close game than win an easy one." Riley responded, please at his respect. Even if it sucked massively to lose a close run game, winning an easy one happened for her at least to be very boring. There was little excitement or for her to do in...

"Well what can I say? I'd rather play against challenging opponents than take an easy win." Riley responded with a smirk and a small shrug. She knew that not all of her own house would agree with such a sentiment, especially when it came to their arch rivals. Of course, the redhead wanted...

She chuckled good naturedly at his words. "We'll see on the Quidditch pitch, though don't expect to win by scoring goals." Riley was incredibly skilled as a Keeper, true she could still be tricked, fooled or simply guess wrong in regards to where the ball might be thrown, but the majority ...

"That must be quite cool seeing her articles in the paper every morning." Riley commented, though she decided to keep to herself that she only typically bothered with the Daily Prophet when the Quidditch season was in full swing. After all, she needed to stay in the loop, some of those pl...

A familiar voice knocked Riley from her increasingly grim thoughts. "Oh it's..." The redhead uncharacteristically found herself at a loss for words. She surely could not lie and dismiss it as merely nothing. The packaging, the number of owls, they served to give every attempt at a lie away...

Leave it to her parents to find a way to completely derail an already full weekend of activities. What with Quidditch practice, homework, the study group she attached herself too and the inevitable tedious conversation about the upcoming ball, Riley had the day planned out. No plan however, appeared...

"Yeah it does not make it any easier to deal with, losing, accepting defeat." She sighed and gave a small shrug of her shoulders. "Still rather win if I... We can manage it, especially against the lions." Whilst she had nothing against that particular house, indeed some of her b...

Riley shuffled on the chair restlessly but she tried to focus on what the professor was demonstrating to her. Part of her doubted it would work, however she was at the very least going to try it before throwing in the towel. She attempted to marshal her courage, despite her already regretting her de...

Riley listened with some difficulty, she shuffled on her chair. The young redhead always struggled to sit still, she preferred to be on the move. Heck, even in Quidditch she shifted ever so slightly on her broomstick as she kept watch for any attempt to try and score by the opposing team. "Aye ...

"I suppose it depends on whether or not you have the Sight or the Gift or whatever it is that allows you to see into the mystic realm of the future." Riley joked playfully with a small smile on her face. Whilst she might not be any good at the subject if her two current companions were or...

Unlike Riley the professor seemed to be rather calm and not to mention welcoming. It was with the latter most quality which wrong footed the redhead, since she was used to dealing with professors as a result of the detentions which she appeared to collect a vast amount of in her previous year. "...

If it was not potions or divination, then it was charms as her worst subject. Riley struggled in most of her classes, yes she was clever, intelligent, but she frequently performed somewhere in the range of poor to terrible. The only thing she truly succeeded in happened to be Quidditch and all thing...

She nodded in agreement with that. "At least as a chaser it's a beat easier. As a keeper, if I save the ball I'm a hero, if I miss I am a villain." Riley laughed loudly at this however. "It is the nature of the fans, they want us to win and if I cost them the match well... It's motiva...

Riley McNeill's Threads In Progress Come fly away - with Kyle Winters New School Year, Fast Asleep - with Kyle Winters and Sam Turner Charmed to Meet You - with Elyria Silverberg Of lions and snakes - with Laguna Lestrange Vipers & Bludgers - with Percival Scranton How not to make a potion 101 ...

At the question about Divination classes Riley shook her head sadly. "No I can't say I did. They're probably by two worst subjects potions and Divination." She honestly wondered if the magic to foresee the future was little more than an inventive scam, the only thing she appeared able to p...

"I kinda have to be since I'm on the smaller side of tiny." Riley chuckled quietly, though she did secretly wish to be much taller. She was relegated forever to being the short one in any friendship group, forced to look up to everyone. If she were taller she may be an even better keeper....

"Aye lad it is very tough." Riley confirmed, wishing there was an easier way for her to travel to school than all the way down to London. Still, it beat being stuck at home. "No need to stress over it, I understand. It's quite a frustrating problem but after a few more years... It's ...

Riley yawned loudly, blinking the sleep from her eyes as she eventually focused and woke up enough to realize that one of her friends and fellow teammate had entered her compartment. "Hey..." The Keeper began, another yawn interrupting her again as she stretched, before slowly sitting up. ...

"It's okay." Riley answered quietly accepting the apology, he was not to know she had lost herself in the privacy of her own imagination. She reddened some more but shook her head quickly. "It's just flying, nothing I can't do when I'm in goal... It's the other stuff that the chasers...

The Hogwarts Express thundered through the countryside, the crimson carriages clattering in the wake of the powerful locomotive at the front. Most of the compartments were occupied by various students, eagerly chattering away, catching up with friends that they have not seen since the holidays. Thou...

It appeared the world was in the mood to grant her wishes today, in which case she would have wished for far more than just some of her fellow teammates to practice with. The unexpected but entirely welcome voice of Kyle, the Seventh Year and one of the team's chaser initially caused Riley to jump, ...

Whenever Riley was free of lessons or otherwise out of or not yet in a detention, it tended to be a certain bet that she could be found at the Quidditch Pitch. As much as she loved the joy of soaring through the air atop her broom, it paled utterly in comparison to how much she adored this sport. Sh...

Full Name: Riley May McNeill Age: 15 House: Slytherin Year: 5th History: Riley McNeill is still relatively new to Hogwarts having arrived as a Fourth Year student the previous year as her parents had their daughter home schooled initially. Indeed it was only at her continual insistence of her mothe...