Quidditch Captain

-A letter back and a hearthbraking sentence-

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Oliver Wood was more then pleased with himself, he had managed to strip Bailey of her leadership. First he had hoped she would be removed from the team but he knew he shoudn't get his hopes too high.

Bailey on the other hand was nervous, she didn't let it show but every hour of the day she expected a howeler, at dinner she was the most terrified she kept looking at the windows but she didn't spot her parents owl anywere in the black sky.

"Bailey, are you good" Adrien asked for the 100th time that day. "yeah I'm fine" Bailey answered. "well that's a lie and you know it" he said.

Bailey rolled her eyes and stood up, she hated the feeling of pity, she knew she coudn't do anything about the fact that she wasn't captain anymore yet she had a feeling her parents woudn't completly understand.

On top of that Christmas was comming up, she coud almost feel everybody happiness and excitement for the holidays.

Even the Slytherin common room was lightly decorated with a small Christmas tree and some lights on the ceiling. Bailey didn't feel like decorating her room. She wasn't at Hogwarts for Christmas anyway, she never was.

Every year at the holidays her parents gave this stupid ball at their mansion. Bailey of couse needed to be there. She was expected to greet the guest and keep them entertained but the real reason behind it was that her parents hoped to make as much business deals as possible.

For now Bailey enjoyed the alone time she had in her room.

In the common room the latest Slytherin Captain was stressing, of course he had been captain before but he wanted to keep the promise Bailey kept about playing fair, but he had no idea how to do that. Markus never studied the quidditch tactics as well as Bailey had, he only knew the ones that he had taught her. He took a deep breath before walking to the place he hated the most, the hogwarts library. He borrowed a few quidditch books and then walked back to his common room. On his way their he heard voices, he knew them but not good enough to know the speakers.

He prayed to merlin that it wasn't a prefect and pressed himself as closed to the wall as possible. "you're going to far with this, you got what you wanted Warhearth isn't captain anymore and now you wanne found out if she broke any of the other laws? C'mon men that is going to far" a voice spoke.

Markus lissend closely, he wanted every detail of the conversation that the two people a few meters away from him. He needed to find a way to help Bailey get her leadership back. "No, Diggory I will not stop I will make sure she can't bloody play the first match against Gryffindor"

There were not manny voices that Markus Flint could identify but Oliver Wood was one of them. He knew that Oliver had a slight obsession with the sports and he knew he was the one that found the book but Cedric Diggory was right, he was going way too far with this noncence.

Markus slowly began to walk away but he coudn't help hearing the last sentence that Oliver spoke.

"She will not play Diggory, no matter what"

The Gryffindor and Huffelpuf captain had no idea that their confersation was being heard by the Slytherin.

Markus almost ran back to the Slytherin common room, he rushed up the stairs that led to the girls dormitary and knocked at the door that said B.Warhearth.

An annoyed and tired looking Bailey opened the door "what it is Flint" she said.  Bailey only used his last name for one reason, when she didn't feel like talking or when she was mad at him. Considering he coudn't figure out what he could have done he guessed it was the first one. "Wood wants to cut you off the team, we can talk tommorow" The boy said quickly. Bailey nodded, the bags under her eyes were clearly visable. "Markus, I- uh I goodnight" the girl said, not sure what she wanted to say in the first place. Markus nodded and turned around, walking down the stairs again. Bailey leaned against the doorframe. She was too tired for Wood's games she was too tired to think of a sollution.