>>6140596“Hey… here. Just to make everything fair. Aubrey? When she insisted on helping me set up, to make sure I wasn’t using my “Dark Powers”? She said you and your twin were good. Should probably be in the center, but… we have to do things correctly.”
“Its fine. This is fun… did you think any about what I said, Mr. President Head-Boy?”, you say while grabbing the slip from him.
“I tried not to. But… If you are around for lunch Wednesday… we can talk. Just send Aubrey somewhere for a while; give her a little errand or something. She loves helping people, at least. Also, we never talked; I don’t need her trying to kill you in your sleep due to some delusion, what with you sharing a Residence Hall.”
“Haha! I thought there would be no bullying.”
“I have known her since kindergarten, have to deal with her staring at my house with binoculars during breaks. I get this much. Good luck on your matches, ah, Jenn.”, the boy says, very, very tired but still doing his job, giving out the match slips while moving through the small crowd around you.
Let’s see… 4. So, you were supposed to find who had the same number?
A minute later? It seems the others had matched up, were finding open spots, clear lanes on the pitch. Macy had got Aubrey’s nice, blonde haired friend, Anna-Beth. Emmy had matched up with the shorter Asian boy, Chris; “Vu-doo” who seemed to know what he was doing at least. So, at the end? Just you and a few students you didn’t know. And… a tall German boy you had dragged along, one who was looking around somewhat anxiously.
“Ah, Carlous? Four?”
“Carl iz fine Frau… Miss Yenn. Ja. Four.”, he says and sighs a hair.
“Guess it is me and you. Ah, sorry. I told your sis, I’d keep you safe from Aubrey. Won’t go too hard on you. Jenn, Yenn is fine.”
“It would be… appreciated. I don’t like harming girls, women.”
“Kinda cocky… I am pretty good. Don’t hold your punches. If I wasn’t alright getting thrown around some, I wouldn’t be here.”, you toss back to him; he seems nice but you didn’t like being underestimated.
“Sorry, Yenn. I… I just dislike harming people when they have done me or Hilda no wrong. Vvill give you a good match. It iz all in good fun here, correct? No hard feelings.”
“Yeah. No hard feelings either way. Lets get a good spot, um, Herr Carl?”
“Carl iz gud, ja? Lets?”, and he actually extends his arm out. Polite. A dork. But screw it. Hooked your arm into his while making your way to the far side of the field; you didn’t want him to accidentally hit another student or something. Went to the opposite ends of the lane. Had him bow deeply to you, something a more than you normally did, but… guess they just did things different at Durmstrang? So, you mirrored him. Drew your wand and locked eyes until Aubrey gave a shout to begin to your side of the pitch.
>Just waiting for your rolls. Link here:>>6140546Or to this post. Either or.
