Hogwarts: Part 9
Nov. 29th, 2005 10:57 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
unforthOkay, so I was going to be good. I was going to write like two or three pages to make up for the black out of the last almost week. Of course, I should have been doing school work, but I wrote two papers today (a 2 page, no big deal, and a 6 page case study final project, slightly bigger deal) and the thought of more school work made my brain hurt. So I sat down to write. And I was just starting to get somewhere when the phone rang. It was my mom. Apparently, my brother (my only sibling, Ben, age 28, for those who don't know much about me but are reading this anyway) and his girlfriend (Kirsten) of about 5 years went ahead and got married last Friday! Wow. I mean, like, seriously WOW. So yeah, my heads not quite in the writing right now. I finished the paragraph I was in, but I think I might need to let this sink in before I do anything else that requires intelligent thought.
I mean, wow. I don't know what to say!
Anyway, the writing yo!
I arrived in the Ravenclaw common room only a few moments later, for I walked fast, determined not to earn the wrath of Professor Lestrange. To my dismay, though, a search around the entire Ravenclaw dormitory revealed few students. I approached Lycia first, and convinced her to try out only by promising that there was not any actual chance that she’d be on the team, but that she needed to try out to help defend the reputation of our house. After that, I approached Celestine, who also had no particular interest in flying but seemed to take an “I’ll try anything” sort of attitude. I felt certain in my heart that I needed to convince enough students to participate in the try outs to at least fill a team which, counting me, meant that I need a total of 5 more students. Any less than that, and it would be clear to everyone that Ravenclaw would not be fielding a Quidditch team this year, and I couldn’t allow that. Reluctantly, then, I approached Eileen, for while I didn’t want to impose on her grief, it seemed necessary, for almost no one else was around. She too proved relatively easy to convince, though. In retrospect, I imagine that she was trying to take her mind of off things. I sent the three of them off and went to see if I could find anyone else to come to tryouts. Towards this end, I literally ran to the library, and was very relieved to find several more Ravenclaw’s sitting and studying, and, with promises of study aid, potions, and other bribes I convinced them that trying out for Quidditch was a fun way to spend an afternoon.
Despite all that, though, the less said about the Quidditch try outs the better. It was obvious to anyone who watched my reluctant potential teammates that there was little enthusiasm to be had. Nobody performed absolutely abysmally, but almost no one achieved a minimum of competence, either. Never in my life have I wished that the try outs where in private so much as I did that day. Of course, the worst part was still to come, for there was no way I could name players from my scant turnout. Celestine stayed on with us as a beater, but in truth the rest of the team isn’t really worth mentioning. Simply put, I was most pleased when I learned, later in the school term, that a large part of the Quidditch season had been cancelled due to circumstances that I’ll get to in time.
I mean, wow. I don't know what to say!
Anyway, the writing yo!
I arrived in the Ravenclaw common room only a few moments later, for I walked fast, determined not to earn the wrath of Professor Lestrange. To my dismay, though, a search around the entire Ravenclaw dormitory revealed few students. I approached Lycia first, and convinced her to try out only by promising that there was not any actual chance that she’d be on the team, but that she needed to try out to help defend the reputation of our house. After that, I approached Celestine, who also had no particular interest in flying but seemed to take an “I’ll try anything” sort of attitude. I felt certain in my heart that I needed to convince enough students to participate in the try outs to at least fill a team which, counting me, meant that I need a total of 5 more students. Any less than that, and it would be clear to everyone that Ravenclaw would not be fielding a Quidditch team this year, and I couldn’t allow that. Reluctantly, then, I approached Eileen, for while I didn’t want to impose on her grief, it seemed necessary, for almost no one else was around. She too proved relatively easy to convince, though. In retrospect, I imagine that she was trying to take her mind of off things. I sent the three of them off and went to see if I could find anyone else to come to tryouts. Towards this end, I literally ran to the library, and was very relieved to find several more Ravenclaw’s sitting and studying, and, with promises of study aid, potions, and other bribes I convinced them that trying out for Quidditch was a fun way to spend an afternoon.
Despite all that, though, the less said about the Quidditch try outs the better. It was obvious to anyone who watched my reluctant potential teammates that there was little enthusiasm to be had. Nobody performed absolutely abysmally, but almost no one achieved a minimum of competence, either. Never in my life have I wished that the try outs where in private so much as I did that day. Of course, the worst part was still to come, for there was no way I could name players from my scant turnout. Celestine stayed on with us as a beater, but in truth the rest of the team isn’t really worth mentioning. Simply put, I was most pleased when I learned, later in the school term, that a large part of the Quidditch season had been cancelled due to circumstances that I’ll get to in time.
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