<div class="floatleft">(https://31.media.tumblr.com/ef53f0bd576e98cb1f035dc7fc9fc8b3/tumblr_mzpvutA3sC1rjpd1ko1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name (PC):</strong>Anders Pedersen<br/><strong>Year/House:</strong>Papillonlisse, 5th Year<br/><strong>Relationship Status:</strong>Single<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Link (http://25.media.tumblr.com/b44d3f3281b03c69430f24527119c6ab/tumblr_mzq9wbskPe1rjpd1ko1_500.jpg)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Carriage from Lyon<br/><strong>Date:</strong>September 1st<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Gustav Beauvais, Nionette Lebeau<br/><br/><hr/><br/>“You never know, you might be a natural out there and not even know it.” Anders remarked.  “Who knows, I might come to regret all this.  I can already see it now, you and Bellefueille hoisting up the championship.”<br/><br/>As the topic approached schooling and courses, there was no denying that Anders had heard all of the talk about lessening his workload before.  Most of those who truly knew him couldn't help but to notice the juggling act he performed every year.  Long days and nights spent studying, working on assignments, and preparing for exams, usually meant what free time he had was devoted to practicing and training.  There seemed, even to him, to be less and less free time each year.  Unlike many who loaded up on what could have been considered easy, artsy electives, he had chosen mostly a full course load of core classes.  He could only have imagined how miserable his life would have been if he went out for the captaincy.<br/><br/>“Could you imagine what would happen if I accidentally sent in some Quidditch plans instead of a transfiguration assignment?” He asked with an amused smirk.  “I don't know.  I think about taking it easy.  I might do that this year.  Or try to at least.  I even thought of taking some time off from quidditch to relax a little.”<br/><br/>He offered a shrug of his shoulders as Gustav questioned whether there was a class he was looking forward to or not.  “Dunno...  I heard there's a couple of new professors this year.  The new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is supposed to be a nut case from what I've heard.  Could make class all the more interesting, I guess.  What about you?”<br/><br/>It was then that his eyes caught a glance of the dark-haired beauty which had often crossed his thoughts, perhaps more than he cared to admit to anyone.  The mere sight of her made his heart rise.  How didn't he know she rode the Lyon Carriage?  There was little doubt in his mind that it was Nette.  No one could quite captivate his attention like she could.<br/><br/>“That's one girl I wouldn't mind lessening my schedule for.” Anders admitted quietly with a gentle nod in her direction.