Upon receiving his Quidditch captain letter, Louis had realised that choosing his assistant captain would be of vital importance. This was the person who would continue the Aladren team after him. Not to be dramatic, but the future glory of Aladren Quidditch would rest in their hands. Ok, maybe he was being a little dramatic, but Quidditch was an important thing. He’d joined the team back in his first year, and had, over the years, played under some great captains. There was a legacy to uphold.
Professor Taransay had suggested either Amelia Layne or Kit Reid, but the difficult thing had been to narrow down the selection to just one person. Both would be around for a few years, which was actually a good thing – continuity could only help the Aladren team, which was in a sorry state these days. Louis hoped to avoid a combination team this year, although such an outcome would be better than not playing at all.
After a long, hard think (well, five minutes), he eventually made his decision. Amelia had, recently, been the more involved player, and that was important for a captain. Plus she was talented and enthusiastic. Knowing there had until recently been an anti-feminist Quidditch trend in the USA (something that definitely didn’t exist in his native France), he also was glad to be giving the title of assistant captain to a girl.
Once he got back to the common room after the feast, he loitered for a bit until spotting Amelia, at which point he made a beeline for her.
“Amelia!” he called out to catch her attention. “Would you do me the honour of being my assistant captain this year?” He smiled hopefully at her, vaguely realising that she could say no – although why would she want to? Surely captaincy was the aim of all Quidditch players!
And made with such sophistication.
by Amelia Layne
Amelia took her time making her way back from the Feast, not really overly interested in going to bed yet and not really in the mood to do anything else yet, either. The transition between time zones wasn’t as overwhelmingly horrid as it had been when she was in her first year, or even her second year, but it still wasn’t much fun, either.
To challenge herself, she wandered through the library a bit, ensuring she could still find her way to the Common Room without tagging along after the first years and Professor Taransay. As a result, she was slightly later in getting back than some and was surprised when Louis Valois made a straight line for her upon her entrance.
“Hi, Louis,” she said politely, trying not to look too obviously admiring of his looks. Aladren girls had more exposure to Louis’ looks than most, and so weren’t necessarily as dazzled as others, but it had been all summer since she’d last admired them up-close, much less while their owner was talking directly to her.
His message, however, managed to distract her pretty thoroughly after a moment. Her eyes widened slightly in surprise and perhaps a vague hint of dread. Quidditch captain? She knew it was to a certain point expected of her – she was after all a Layne girl, and Granddad expected things – but she had…never really thought about it. Now she was thinking about it.
“Um – yeah, of course,” she said, slightly breathlessly. “Yeah – I’m not picky about my positions, though, I can go back to Seeker or stay as Chaser, that’s, er, that’s all okay with me. I’m not picky.”
OOC: Will aim for a sign-up post, but included the ramble about positions so this can be a pseudo-sign up if I don’t get there by week’s end :)
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