Finally, Louis was Quidditch captain. It had been sad to see other teammates leave each year, but at least he now had the excitement of getting the chance to lead the Aladren team. If there was a team, that was. Getting a team together had been tricky of late, but Louis was determined to get the full number of players together this year. He was going out with a bang, even if he had to persuade, beg and trick people into joining the team. Well, perhaps not trick – he only wanted willing players – but he was nevertheless determined.
It was also personal this year, for three reasons. Firstly, Fabian Brockert had been made Head Boy over him. Now, Louis wasn’t planning to be sore about this. He was old enough to realise that being Head Boy wasn’t everything, and he wasn’t going to hold it against Fabian. Still, it made him more determined to do a good job as Quidditch Captain, to prove that he could do well in a position of authority.
Secondly, Ingrid was the Pecari Captain. They had an interesting relationship, hard to define but one that was definitely competitive. Whatever happened between them this year, there was no way he was going to lose the Quidditch championship to her.
The third reason was very simple: it was his last year at Sonora. Being part of the Quidditch team had been a highlight of his time at the school, and he wanted to end that career triumphantly.
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Beneath this he had written his own details, putting his usual beater/chaser combination so as not to deter anyone. To be quite honest, he would play any position required. The key thing was to get a team together.
Captain Louis Valois, 7th year, Beater/Chaser
OOC: Please sign up! It would be great to field a full team this year, so support your house! 😊
Heinrich had not really planned to join the Quidditch team. Sure, he could fly, he even enjoyed flying, but Quidditch was much more than flying. If it had been a cross country flying team, or a broom sprint, that would have been different, but Quidditch involved balls and bats and strategy beyond just how far to push yourself at any given moment.
So he had left the Quidditch Sign-Up Sheet alone and didn’t give it much of a second thought until the seventh year Frenchman accosted him in the common room. Heinrich had been so nervous, faced with such an older student, particularly one wearing not one but two shiny badges, that he had stammered something in his native language and the Quidditch captain spoke back to him in the same tongue.
It wasn’t fantastic German, and it was French accented, but it was German, and he understood it, and Heinrich was feeling so German starved right then that it wouldn’t have mattered if Louis Valois had asked him to join him in building dollhouses. Heinrich would have done it just to hear another person say Hallo instead of Hello every time he saw them.
So that was how
Heinrich Hexenmeister, Jahr 1, ?
came to be added to be added to the Aladren Quidditch sheet. He was familiar with the positions enough to know what they each did, but not so much as to know which he would be good at, and definitely not so well as to be able to name them in English, so he figured it was just safest to leave that part as a question mark.
OOC: Louis’ knowledge of German and sweet-talking to encourage Heinrich to join approved by his author.
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