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[color=green]Genevieve[/color]
"Huh?" Genevieve looked up blankly as her Quidditch Captain, Sylvester Evans, sat down at the table. She sighed and ran a hand through her hair, sliding the letter off the table and hiding it back in her robe. The blue haired half breed looked at her curious and and she sighed, hoping that he wouldn't go off his shenanigans with flirting with her off the Quidditch field. He would do that a lot. She told him, "My dad. He said that he found another woman and has been dating her for the past couple months." 

Some small thing inside of her snapped and she hissed, "How could he do that?! How could he do that to Mother?! How could he do that to [i]me[/i] without telling me?!" She felt heat rush to her face and tears stung at her eyes. She sniffed and rubbed her eyes with her robe, playing it off with a statement of "Damn allergies." She dropped her arm back down by her side and rested her chin on the table, staring at the half eaten biscuit in front of her. She looked up at Sylvester and said, "Do you know who we're playing next in Quidditch? I was trying to remember, but I just couldn't." She dropped her eyes back from him and stared back at the biscuit. 

She wanted her get her mind off of this damn thing and she looked back up at Sylvester. "Do you think we could have practice some time soon as well? I think that would help me a little bit. I need to get better at avoiding Bludgers, especially on my mom's broom since it doesn't maneuver as well as the rest of your guys'." She stared back at the biscuit.