Coach Amelia Pierce
January 21, 2011 12:36 PM
Crotali! Young Crotali should follow me. by Coach Amelia Pierce
For the first year that she had been at Sonora, Amelia did not end the Opening Feast with the though: How the heck did I wind up in charge of Crotalus? She'd been doing this long enough now that she was comfortable in her role and no longer second-guessing it. Admittedly, it did help that the Ladies and the rest of that year had all graduated. She and they had all survived with no deaths or serious injury, and she was counted that as something of a miracle.Overall, she liked being Head of Crotalus, and it made sense, in as much as anyone being Head of Crotalus could make sense. It was just that the house tended to collect two very distinct and not entirely compatible groups of people: 'proper pureblods' and 'everybody else' were the informal catch-all names she'd mentally given to the two sides. Fortunately, with the recent graduations, the 'everybody else' had the greater majority and none of the remaining roommate groups seemed quite as likely to suddenly break into pitched battle.
Now, as she called for the new first year Crotali to gather around her, she just hoped they were all lucky enough for this bunch to also get along with each other. They were the smallest Crotalus crop she'd every lead out, though, so at least it wouldn't be a very big war if they didn't.
The fact that none of them sent evil-eyed looks her way was also promising. Of course, that could conceivably be due to the fact she hadn't drawn their attention before now. Pureblooded the Boston Pierces might be, but they were generally viewed unfavorably as scandalous muggle-loving liberals who had helped co-found DISCUSS and started running an office for it out of their home. Most pureblood families frowned on everything that DISCUSS promoted - an end to arranged marriages, gay rights, muggleborn and witch equality, and the belief that playing Quidditch did not turn girls into lesbians.
She'd know soon enough if any of these kids were from such families. And then she'd attempt to stay as neutral as she could and not join the battle camp opposing them. That was the hardest part of being the Head of Crotalus. Because her own Crotalus nature said she should hunker down against her enemy and plan their downfall.
Except, they weren't enemies. They were kids. Her kids. And she was going to guide these new ones through the next seven years of their lives with equal and unbiased diligence. She would and she could do that.
"I am Amelia Pierce," she announced, once she had the full, if tiny, set of new first year Crotali, "of the Boston Pierces. I am your Head of House and the Sonora Quidditch Coach. Please follow me and I'll show you the way to our common room."
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