Boomer
October 16, 2011 9:34 PM
To: Marissa Stephenson by Boomer
The large eagle owl that several students - mostly those who were involved in Quidditch or were Crotalus prefects - around the school had come to recognize as Coach Pierce's did not have very far to carry his first missive of the afternoon. It was a few days after the Quidditch Final and Amelia was finishing up the last of the Quidditch administration for the year.This particular loose end was in regards to the fact that Crotalus was about to lose its captain and two promotions were about to take place within the house team.
The first was obvious and would not come as any surprise to anyone, and that was the first addressed in the letter Boomer delivered to Marissa Stephenson.
Dear Captain Stephenson,
First, let me congratulate you on your promotion to Captain for next year's Quidditch Season. As Captain, you will be responsible for putting up the Sign-up sheet at the beginning of the year, organizing and running try-outs and practices, and turning in your team roster within the first month of term.
The second item was also predictable, though the subject of that promotion was not always a given. However, as the two oldest players on the team included Nic Sawyer, it may have been a bit more obvious than other times.
Unless you have a strong preference for someone other than Sam Bauer, you may inform him that he will be appointed as your Assistant Captain next year. If you would prefer someone else, just drop me an owl letting me know who and I'll put in the appropriate paperwork. Otherwise, I'll assume it will be Sam.
Good luck next year,
Coach Amelia Pierce
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Marissa Stephenson
October 21, 2011 4:05 PM
Finally noticing this. by Marissa Stephenson
Tension cut sharp lines across Marissa’s forehead as she scrawled a last few words for an answer on the bottom of an assignment for Professor Fawcett, and she gave a little jump when she looked up from it to find an owl looking at her. She blinked at it twice, her hand on her chest, before she recognized it as Boomer.Taking the letter, she let the momentum of surprise carry her through tearing the message open before she could sit and obsess about what it might say and how she might somehow be in trouble. A little of that crept in, but seeing herself addressed as ‘Captain Stephenson’ helped a lot. She wasn’t yet captain really, not until Charlie was completely gone, but it made it seem like this was most likely something to do with Quidditch, and she wouldn’t be addressed as Captain Stephenson if the purpose of the letter was to demote her.
Well, probably not. But her eyes had already fallen further down the letter, giving her a bit of a sense of it, and she didn’t think about that too much because it wasn’t actually going to be a problem. Everything was good for today.
Since she had no objection to Sam, she wrote a quick note back to Coach Pierce to that effect and then looked around the common room as though expecting the person in question to just appear. Which, as luck would have it, a moment later, he did.
“Hey, Sam,” she said, half-standing to get his attention and smiling to hopefully make it seem like it was nothing bad or to worry about. She would have been petrified if a prefect had suddenly called to her a few years ago, and might still be. “Could you come here for a second?”
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Sam Bauer
October 21, 2011 5:41 PM
Is there an echo in here? by Sam Bauer
There were a lot of things Sam might expect in the common room, and some of them might even involve someone speaking to him, but somehow, being called over by Marissa Stephenson just wasn’t one of them. Sam was surprised enough by the sight of the Assistant Captain smiling at him and waving him over that he completely forgot about going to get a snack from the Cascade Hall and went.“Yeah?” he asked, wondering if he was about to be the object of a joke. “What’s up?”
Nothing around her seemed immediately pertinent to him, after all. There was an assignment in front of her, but she was a sixth year, so as pathetic as she was with a wand, there was very little chance that she would ask for his help with her homework. There was a dance coming up, but he was quite a lot shorter than her, and there had to be better candidates among the slightly older students anyway. She had a letter, but what could that have to do with him?
He and Marissa, after all, were not exactly the same kind of Crotalus. He was...him. She was the very pretty, very put together, at least comfortably well-off, type. She was also perpetually cheerful, perpetually optimistic and sweet and polite and made him think something Very Wacko was going on behind it all. He might be a little crazy, or go that way as he got older, but he didn’t think it was like that.
Still, he guessed she had a reason, and he’d find it out pretty soon-like. She would tell him when she got ready. Chain of command, or whatever they were calling it here, and all that, but Marissa was all right, so he that doubted she was just messing with him somehow. Hot older girls had to have better things to do with their time.
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Marissa
October 21, 2011 10:27 PM
Possibly. by Marissa
Marissa sat down again when Sam obediently started heading her way. She would have gone through the process of exchanging greetings, but Sam got to business right away, so she nodded and did so as well.“Coach Pierce just owled me,” she said, holding out the paper so he could take it from her if he wished to see it. “You know I’m going to be captain next year, when Charlie’s gone, but that leaves the assistant captain’s slot open. Coach Pierce decided to give it to you.”
She realized, a little belatedly, that her construction made it sound strictly as though it were a matter of Coach Pierce – as though she didn’t like him, or had some kind of objection to him being her Assistant Captain, and that wasn’t the case. She didn’t know Sam well personally, but he was a decent Chaser, and while Renée was better, she was…controversial, controversial in ways Sam was not. At least as far as she knew. He and Rachel had the same surname, but it was hard for her to believe there was much of a relationship between them. They could hardly have been more physically different.
“And I’m happy to hear it, if you’re willing to take the position,” she said. “I think you’ll do a great job with it.” Privately, she really expected next year to be a total disaster between the two of them, but one of the first requirements for being a good liar was being able to lie like a scammy jeweler. Besides, it wasn’t like the past two had been very pretty anyway. Nothing he could do would be that much worse than being beaten over and over again by people who’d still been playing with their toes when she'd been winning competitions in the Muggle world.
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