Oliver Abbott

April 08, 2010 5:22 AM
With all the excitement - if you could call it that - of the first day back at school (which happened to include having spaghetti dumped on his head), Oliver hadn't gotten round to putting up the sign up sheet. So the following morning, he threw together a very basic notice. Unlike the other Houses, he didn't need to entice people onto the team with flashy notices. He would just put up the sheet, and people would sign up. It was that simple. Of course, if they didn't sign up (which was unlikely, but stranger things had happened) Oliver and his sister would simply hunt people down and gently encourage them to sign up. No problem.

So the first morning back, after he was dressed and ready, Oliver finished his simple notice. He added his own name (he considered adding Charlie's too, but decided he would let her sign her own name), year and position, and pinned it to the board.

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He stood back to admire it, and then turned on his heel and headed for the first class of the year. He was expecting the list to be full by the time he returned at the end of the day. They had to have an amazing team this year. Not just because he wanted to win in his only year of being captain, but also because he wanted to crush Teppenpaw in a thorough and humiliating way. It was only fair.
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Lutece Anthony

April 08, 2010 6:00 PM
Oh, Quidditch. Lutece’s sporadic relationship with the sport had only been eclipsed in the past several years with her sporadically changing relationship with Oliver. However, things had changed again recently. She was signing up for Quidditch again too. Not that the two had anything to do with each other. But not that Lutece would mind the extra time spent with Oliver, either. Even if this whole being Captain thing did just give him another opportunity to boss her around. Stupid boys and their stupid need to be bossy. It was bad enough having Potions with him sometimes, but having to listen to him for real in Quidditch, too? The brunette shrugged her shoulders, realising she was grinning a bit stupidly at Oliver’s name on the board. Charlie’s was there too, of course—there was something going on between James and Charlie, or there had been last year.

Not that Lutece really cared about what her brother was up to with who. James was like, fourteen or something like that, and way too damn smart for her own good. From what Oliver had said, it didn’t sound like Charlie was too smart, but she supposed that didn’t matter.

Oliver, Oliver, Oliver. Was it bad that she was putting little mental hearts next to his name whenever she thought it? Probably. Humming to herself and still grinning a bit stupidly, Lutece moved her self-inking, purple-inked quill up to the list to neatly inscribe her name, desired position, and year. It would be fun.

Lutece Anthony, 7th Year, Keeper.
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