God Save the Queen

Dear Simon,

I am bored. I am eating way too much candy. I am missing you. I am also educating my best friend in the whole wide world, Lily Evans, on how to play the piano. Who'd ever think of such an absurd thing? Now I know who you felt while teaching me: absolutely hopeless. She asked me why there were two different colored keys!

Just in case you're wondering, you will be meeting James, Remus, Peter, Lily, and Sirius sometime soon. Probably after graduation. By the way, I have some wicked good news! I've got a job! Not just a job, but an extremely well paying job. It's at this Ministry of Magic, I'll be working for my Uncle Bob who's the Minister himself, so I guess it's cool. The only bad part is that I'll be working with Uncle Bob's son, Martin. He's a scumbag who can't stop worshipping the ground Earl walks on. It's hilarious. I won't be fetching coffee, though, that'll be Martin or Martin's girlfriend, Mimi. She's Earl's secretary. I'll be Uncle Bob's assistant until I can get enough brownie points make it to my real dream job as an Auror. Aurors lock up the wizard-villains and are kind of like cops so I guess you'll be calling me a hypocrite for the rest of my life.

Wow, I've written a lot. I hope I haven't kept you too long from sitting on your fat arse and playing those fucking video games.

SUZIE

Suzie set down her blue ink-pen and beckoned Lily's owl, Hoot, over from his resting perch to go deliver the message to Felicity where Simon would pick up her letter and send off another. They had it all worked out.

"Who's the letter to?" asked Lily.

"Simon."

"Oh."

"Hey, aren't you bored? There's Quidditch Practice going on. Why don't we check that out?" Suzie asked restlessly as Hoot flew off.

"Why not, I promised James I'd pop up anyway."

When they arrived, James was blowing his whistle like a mad man into beater, Leo Kirk's ear. "What the bloody hell were you thinking?! You bloody damn knocked Beaver's block off!"

Naomi Beaver was Leo's girlfriend and James' fellow chaser. Naomi tried to calm James down by knocking him upside the head with the palm of her hand.

"You're lucky I don't replace you! You worthless piece of shit!" Growled James, spitting at Leo's feet. Leo only chuckled as he was practically immune to James' rampages.

Suzie snuck onto the field. "Did Phillipa quit yet?" she asked, referring to the third chaser, Phillipa Pennington. James didn't reply but Sirius nodded.

"Oh. I suppose I could take her place." Shrugged Suzie. James turned around, knocking Naomi to the ground. "I thought you swore off Quidditch after the whole… you know." He was undoubtedly skeptical.

"I miss the rush, you know. Besides, you've seen me play." Suzie was a legend in the Quidditch department, but she had quit the team during their third year after a tragic accident involving a Hogwarts student being emitted into St. Mungo's and not coming back out.

"You're in." he replied, crushing Suzie in a long-lasting bear hug.

"Gee, I'm so flattered." She rolled her eyes jokingly.

"Welcome back," Seeker Earl Marx flew down. Suzie winced. Earl was her ex-boyfriend and the relationship hadn't ended with any bit of niceness, for the lack of a better term. Earl was a windy-haired, wiry seventeen-year-old with big green eyes and cinnamon freckles sprinkled across his face. He was a pretty good seeker as well and was now single and available after a two-year relationship with Daisy Kruger.

Naomi Beaver was a busty girl with chocolate colored hair tied at the nape of her neck in plaits. Her eyes were the most immaculate sea greenish blue you could ever see and her skin was a dark, Indian color that just added to her majesty.

Leo Kirk was his girlfriend's opposite. He had a thick, sometimes undecipherable Scottish accent, he was ghostly pale so you could spot his blue-purple veins pulsing in his wrists. His hair was permanently teased and he dyed it from its natural blonde to a wood-brown color that didn't wash him out so much, his eyes were a pale, attentive gray color.

The only one missing was the keeper, Annabelle Zusak. Annabelle was not an attractive looking girl, but she managed to get her way around the playing field. Her nose was always broken and was crooked, her hair was greasy and jet-black, but her eyes were like an animals: so green that they were yellow. Her hands were wrapped in bandages from being bruised by the quaffle and callused from endless hours on her broomstick. Out of all of them, Suzie liked Annabelle the most.

Annabelle swooped down on them from her broom and waved at Suzie. "Good to see you back, Donnelly! Now we might have a chance at whooping Ravenclaw's asses tomorrow with Pennington gone." She flashed her popcorn teeth, they were lathered in yellow, but she managed to make it look absolutely sparkling despite their lack of shine and cleanliness.

"There's a game tomorrow?" asked Suzie, astounded.

"Of course there is! Go change and find your broomstick!" Ordered James.

"How'd you know I still had it?" she asked, looking over her shoulder.

James shrugged. "You love the game."