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- 3/2029 (32)
The morning after the last game left a bitter taste in his mouth. Ares was more disappointed about the turn out of the game, he felt damn cheated of a victory. They had been the better team overall in the game, he'd scored three times, Ethan had scored, Austin had scored, they'd hit more of the other team's players, they had been consistent in their playing, even the new keeper who had once again been hit with a bludger had blocked a good number of the other team's shots. The other teams beater had just been unfair. He hated the reliance on the beaters to take out the seeker, and poor April couldn't go through a game without being hit so many times that she was taken out, and they had no one else to fall back on as a seeker. Plenty of alternate beaters, but no alternate seekers. He had been disappointed when none had shown up but he figured that was just the state of the team. He liked his team, they were good, they had worked ridiculously hard over the last few weeks to try to win the game and everything had been in the right place apart from the damn snitch.
Ares was sat at the hufflepuff table with the notes he'd written from the quidditch game, future game plans, they only had one last game and he was determined to win it. He wanted to win it badly, he felt like both he and the team were owed it, but the boy had no idea how they could possibly improve with a young team and when they were already playing very well. He was glad that he didn't have exams at the end of this semester, which would allow him this small break in all the studying to focus on trying to do the last few bits and pieces to improve his team, to try to be a better more cohesive team, but he didn't know how to do that other than just continuing with how they'd been thus far. Ares was also a little worried it would hurt his chances at a team following school, he could obviously play, but would they take into account that despite being captain for three years he couldn't bring one tournament victory, that they'd always been close and just beaten out by the others. Ares hadn't even meant to be captain it had been trust upon him when the other captain had left the school, not graduated but left. Ares had been more content as just a player, a captain held more responsibility than he was happy with, and no matter how hard he tried he just wasn't winning it. Though unlike with the other games, Ares was just annoyed. He was frustrated more than he was upset. They were owed a victory.
Ares was sat at the hufflepuff table with the notes he'd written from the quidditch game, future game plans, they only had one last game and he was determined to win it. He wanted to win it badly, he felt like both he and the team were owed it, but the boy had no idea how they could possibly improve with a young team and when they were already playing very well. He was glad that he didn't have exams at the end of this semester, which would allow him this small break in all the studying to focus on trying to do the last few bits and pieces to improve his team, to try to be a better more cohesive team, but he didn't know how to do that other than just continuing with how they'd been thus far. Ares was also a little worried it would hurt his chances at a team following school, he could obviously play, but would they take into account that despite being captain for three years he couldn't bring one tournament victory, that they'd always been close and just beaten out by the others. Ares hadn't even meant to be captain it had been trust upon him when the other captain had left the school, not graduated but left. Ares had been more content as just a player, a captain held more responsibility than he was happy with, and no matter how hard he tried he just wasn't winning it. Though unlike with the other games, Ares was just annoyed. He was frustrated more than he was upset. They were owed a victory.