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Michael didn't know what to think. This was a fairly common state of affairs for him, in all honesty, but as he listened to the Head Boy and Head Girl speeches he was a jumble of emotions he didn't know how to untangle. Emmanuel was a good man, and Marnie was a sweetheart, and Michael somehow...

Michael was exhausted, but just kind of flat in general. His time at Hogwarts was nearly over, and while he would be kind of glad to be out of the place, he was still feeling a bit untethered and uncertain about what the future held for him. He was all prepared to spend this last Astronomy class...

Michael was vaguely amused that they were learning about the sun at night, but he supposed they couldn't exactly go staring at the sun anyway. As Professor Nakamura lectured, he took a few notes on sunspots and solar flares, finding them at least somewhat interesting to learn about. It really...

Michael appreciated that Astronomy was closer to muggle maths and science at times, subjects he'd liked at his school before he came to Hogwarts. It was a bit more (ironically) grounded and factual for the most part, and for someone whose brain preferred things ordered and logical, it was a good...

Michael Watson Ravenclaw Seventh Year Lessons 1, 2, 3 Lesson One Michael was so close to the end of school he could almost taste it. That was worrying, in a way - he didn't really know what was coming next. Not Quidditch, he knew he wasn't good enough for that. He didn't have any solid plans...

Michael was in good shape, but he wasn't exactly the strongest. Still, he felt confident in his ability to participate in the tug o war. He wasn't going to underestimate the girls, of course. He was used to the strong girls in the Ravenclaw team. He nodded at Teddy and rolled his shoulders...

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Michael tossed the quaffle back into play, straining his eyes to see properly.

Michael was ready to defend, but he truthfully didn't need to do much as the Gryffindor's shot was hampered by the bludger hit. He'd have to thank Lucy for helping him maintain some level of dignity, though, he thought as he tossed the quaffle back into play.

Michael tried to right himself. Gryffindor seemed to have the upper hand so far, but it wasn't a totally lopsided affair.

Evidently Michael had no pride left he thought as he tossed the quaffle back out with a groan

Michael kept an eye on the Gryffindor chasers, not wanting to let such a young chaser score on him. He had some pride left, after all.

Michael quickly took to the skies and sat himself in front of the goals.

It was a strange feeling, stepping out to play for the last time in the blue and bronze. Michael had been a part of the team ever since he was a first year. It had been the most consistent part of Hogwarts for him. Sure, he didn't think he was a very good player - he'd long since come to terms...

Being hit by a bludger and then noticing Savannah finding the snitch quickly meant Michael was doing a terrible job at the keeper side of his game, but at least the captaincy wasn't entirely failing. "Nicely done!" he called, clapping his hands together before grabbing the quaffle that had gone...