I NEED INTERACTION!!!
Singing a song to herself Angie was rather loud. Probably too loud.
Since she was in the library.
Humming away she was getting looks from other students and glares from those passying by. She hadn't noticed yet, not one bit.
ACtually at that point she could care very little.
Dear Angelina,
I wanted to send you this owl to inform that I will not be able to attend anymore of your entertaining matches. I've seen each of the teams play and I'm rather impressed. I've enclosed a small list of names of the students that if they should like should contact me upon graduation. The other schools produced very few prospects and after seeing the determination of your fellow students I would love to have you and them in our training league.
If you do well enough teams will make offers and you will be a professional Quidditch player.
Please, feel free to owl me at any time about any question.
Good luck on your NEWTS.
Sincerely,
Terrance Weedoodat.
P.S.
I know some of the students arn't in their seventh year but do tell them even at their current ability they'd be accepted. If they try just as hard next year they'll have a job waiting for them.
Angie looked over the list and smiled. She knew the names were on there because they earned it. And Angie couldn't be more pleased.
The list read:
Katie Bell
Miles Bletchley
Angelina Johnson
Parker Montague
Parvati Patil
Harry Potter
Fred Weasley
George Weasley
Ronald Weasley (but we'd like it if he of course could gain a touch more confidence)
She didn't know what to do with herself. She had to tell them.All of them really. But she didn't know how.
Humming away though, she didn't notice she'd become consideerably louder and even laughed out loud as she read the note next to Ron's name, until a student was standing behind her.
Without turning she said "yeah?" Questioningly.
ooc: Open to anyone on the list and anyone NOT on the list. I need some interaction for Angie. I feel like I'm loosing my baby.
Since she was in the library.
Humming away she was getting looks from other students and glares from those passying by. She hadn't noticed yet, not one bit.
ACtually at that point she could care very little.
Dear Angelina,
I wanted to send you this owl to inform that I will not be able to attend anymore of your entertaining matches. I've seen each of the teams play and I'm rather impressed. I've enclosed a small list of names of the students that if they should like should contact me upon graduation. The other schools produced very few prospects and after seeing the determination of your fellow students I would love to have you and them in our training league.
If you do well enough teams will make offers and you will be a professional Quidditch player.
Please, feel free to owl me at any time about any question.
Good luck on your NEWTS.
Sincerely,
Terrance Weedoodat.
P.S.
I know some of the students arn't in their seventh year but do tell them even at their current ability they'd be accepted. If they try just as hard next year they'll have a job waiting for them.
Angie looked over the list and smiled. She knew the names were on there because they earned it. And Angie couldn't be more pleased.
The list read:
Katie Bell
Miles Bletchley
Angelina Johnson
Parker Montague
Parvati Patil
Harry Potter
Fred Weasley
George Weasley
Ronald Weasley (but we'd like it if he of course could gain a touch more confidence)
She didn't know what to do with herself. She had to tell them.All of them really. But she didn't know how.
Humming away though, she didn't notice she'd become consideerably louder and even laughed out loud as she read the note next to Ron's name, until a student was standing behind her.
Without turning she said "yeah?" Questioningly.
ooc: Open to anyone on the list and anyone NOT on the list. I need some interaction for Angie. I feel like I'm loosing my baby.