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Week of April 13-19, 1987Easter Holiday: On CampusGryffindor vs. Hufflepuff:March 15
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Anyca McTiernan Seventh Year Gryffindor Gryffindor Prefect Gryffindor Quidditch Captain Gryffindor Chaser Herbology Club Member Character of the Month April 2009 Nicolai Roman Department of Magical Law Enforcemet Auror Office Field Agent Happiness is a warm gun...
Anyca McTiernan was in the locker room and hour before the other players even began to arrive. Between the rows of lockers, she sat on a bench in half her uniform polishing her broom. Her heart was pounding, but not with anxiety or dread. She was excited. Quidditch was her single greatest love and although practice was fun, there was nothing to compare to an actual match. It didn't matter who the opposing team was, with the possible exception of Slytherin for a specific player, the girl was just happy to be playing.
Her mind was rolling over the possible plays, the weather gauge, the opposing teams strategies, and her own teams strengths and weaknesses as she smoothed a soft cloth over the wood again and again. If they managed to win this one, she was going to treat the team to a drink during the next Hogsmeade visit. She had already told Cass that if she caught the snitch and won them the game she might be compelled to kiss the girl right on the face. The fact that this was the last game of the season had not escaped her notice either, but she was determined not to buckle under the pressure. More than anything she wanted to have fun, and she was going to. Next year would be even better, she was sure and silently her head was filled with hopes of the open captain spot. She would be a sixth year then, and if it remained that nobody else wanted it, she would have no competition. A smile tugged at the corners of her mouth.
By the time the others started to arrive, she was half-geared and kicking back on one of the benches waiting for them to announce the start of the match. Her robes were folded beside her, and she sat in the bottom half of her uniform and gauntlets. Anyca's upper body was covered by a black tank top and her grandfathers necklace rested against her chest, rising and falling with the metronome of her breathing.
When she heard Alex making his was to the door to the locker room, she popped out of her sitting position and bumped him playfully, if rather roughly, with her shoulder.
"Ready to sock it to your brother, eh?" She smiled, and followed him a little to where his locker was. Although Alex was a year younger and, for the moment, seemed more than a that pre-occupied, he was one of Anyca's good friends. Usually he was just as excited as she for every match, but the idea that this one might be a little different was not entirely lost on her.
She leaned her bare shoulder against the lockers and watched him a little thoughtfully, her mass of dark curls still loose and framing her oval face and its contemplative expression. "You want to tell me what's wrong mate?" Anyca asked quietly, knowing the answer clearly but assuming he might want to vent about it.
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