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It's a Sunday back home, a day after James held Quidditch try-outs for a new Beater and Keeper.
Trying to find a quiet place to ruminate on his choices has proven to be nearly impossible. From just about every corner of Hogwarts, James found himself bumping into someone who wanted to know whether they made it on the team, and if he wasn't considering them, could they please, please give it another try, because they'd been feeling a bit under the weather yesterday, or they had a quick essay they had to finish and weren't putting in their all?
James figured the library might be a good alternative, too, but Gryffindors can be an audacious bunch sometimes - and he was a little surprised to find Odette Dearborn (Keeper) trailing after him, with her brother, Oscar (Beater), close behind. They had no intention of leaving him alone.
So, James was absolutely relieved to find a door to Milliways. He can currently be found sitting at a table, looking a little less like his usual relaxed, 'I've got nothing to do' self.
There's a piece of parchment spread out in front of him, the majority of which is covered in struck out names.
Once in a while, he sits back, frowns, lets out a sigh, then returns to his parchment.
Quidditch is serious business.
Trying to find a quiet place to ruminate on his choices has proven to be nearly impossible. From just about every corner of Hogwarts, James found himself bumping into someone who wanted to know whether they made it on the team, and if he wasn't considering them, could they please, please give it another try, because they'd been feeling a bit under the weather yesterday, or they had a quick essay they had to finish and weren't putting in their all?
James figured the library might be a good alternative, too, but Gryffindors can be an audacious bunch sometimes - and he was a little surprised to find Odette Dearborn (Keeper) trailing after him, with her brother, Oscar (Beater), close behind. They had no intention of leaving him alone.
So, James was absolutely relieved to find a door to Milliways. He can currently be found sitting at a table, looking a little less like his usual relaxed, 'I've got nothing to do' self.
There's a piece of parchment spread out in front of him, the majority of which is covered in struck out names.
Once in a while, he sits back, frowns, lets out a sigh, then returns to his parchment.
Quidditch is serious business.