Chapter 39.

                                    

                                          
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MARAUDERS.
Chapter 39.
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  "Berkshire, you will do fine, you know the most about quidditch!" McGonagall's stern voice berates Lorenzo.
  "Professor...I am not an announcer" Lorenzo protests against the elderly witch as she pushes him towards the commentator box. "I know stuff about quidditch, sure, but I don't know how to announce" Lorenzo protests.
  Lee Jordan has been given detention today and cannot announce the game. And in a frantic panic, Lorenzo is the next best thing for all of his quidditch knowledge. 
  "I would rather not have this be an issue at all today. However, Lee Jordan decided that blowing up the toilets in the third floor bathrooms with your cousins was more important than his duties as school announcer" McGonagall seems rather cross, and Lorenzo doesn't wish to argue with McGonagall when she is in such a bad mood.
  The commentator's box is completely isolated from the rest of the match. Lorenzo likes watching the game with his friends and his girlfriend, it's all about getting into the sporting spirit and hurling abuse at the other team.
  McGonagall motions for the microphone that is built into the wooden desk, and the paddles that control the score of the game. 
  "You will commentate on the game as it happens, without your own personal bias. Keep track of the score. Do not make a mockery of yourself or my trust in you" McGonagall scolds Lorenzo. "Now, I am late to greet the members of the Ministry of Magic" because they have to act like divas and be herded like sheep.
  McGonagall slams the door shut on her way out. 
  "Fuck me" Lorenzo complains that he's been forced into this position. 
Lorenzo Berkshire
Help me???
Hera Bellator
The game is about to start. 
Hera Bellator
Where are you?
Lorenzo Berkshire
McGonagall has roped me into doing the announcements for the game. I didn't even get much of a choice before I got pushed up into the commentator's box. Now I have to watch the entire game on my fucking own.
Hera Bellator
Writing a novel?
Hera Bellator
On my way. I'll sit with you.
Lorenzo Berkshire
Really?
Hera Bellator
I never understand anything that happens in the game without you explaining it to me. 
Hera Bellator
I just watch Mattheo usually, and if it looks like he's winning then I know everything is good.
  Lorenzo finds the seat uncomfortable as he tries to find the right height and incline on the back. "I don't understand how Lee Jordan isn't taking a curse to everyone that he meets" Lorenzo already hates this.
  "Where is Berkshire?!" Theodore shouts to Hera over the loud and obnoxious chants from the rest of Slytherin house. 
  "McGonagall has hoped him into doing the game announcements. I'm going to go and sit with him" Hera tells Theodore.