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Chase Henrick
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The idea of a tutoring club suddenly came to him as he sat around the Ravenclaw common room with nothing better to do. It would benefit the students and the professors both, he thought. The students could learn from each other and the teachers would maybe get less flooded with visitors on a calm and quiet day. With the papers that needed the signature of prospective Head of Houses, Chase knocked on the door of Professor Angel. There were no reason why it would be declined, but just on the however big chance it will be, Chase prepared a fairly large list of argument as to why the club is a good idea, and therefore deserves to be in existence. So he waited outside the office, waiting for any signs that would allow him to talk to Professor Angel.

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Chase Henrick
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The door creaked open and Chase took the liberty to take a couple steps into the office. "Professor Angel," he spoke. "Two other students and I are looking to open a new club in Hogwarts, the Tutoring Club, in which student tutors would help their peers succeed in select subject areas. But in order to make that reality, I would need our prospective Head of Houses' signatures." He held out the piece of paper with all club information already filled out.

May I please have make-up assignments for Daniel (3rd year) and Shina (6th year) for this semester? Thanks!

Ravenclaw Head of House
Professor of Alchemy
..............Ravenclaw

not even alchemy can change that."

Juan Angel Amorocho had just signed his signature for the second time with a quick flurry, his peacock feathered quill rustled with every swish and flick of ink on the page. Tedious, but manual motions had folded each letter into an envelope and then fitted with a string around the legs of two owls he had called into his office with a whistle at his window. A barn owl had heeded to the whistle first, followed by a screech owl. ”To Mister Chase Henrick, and you, to Miss Shina Kiremino,” he assigned the task to each owl with a morsel of food into their snapping beaks. The letter was short and concise and without so much as an explanation, just a summoning to his office, immediately. He sent the owls off and waited. Calvin Alvern would be arriving promptly, and he expected his students would quickly follow suit.

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Chase Henrick
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Chase wasn't entirely sure why he was summoned, but considering the short nature of the letter, it must've been fairly important. The seventh year wouldn't be surprised if it had something to do with a student getting into trouble, or even something much more serious considering he was the Head Boy. Or maybe perhaps it was due to his inaction these past few days? Certainly, he wasn't as active as he should've been with his duties, so maybe he was the one in trouble. Woah, that was a scary thought. Nevertheless, Chase knocked on the office door once and waited.

Ravenclaw Head of House
Professor of Alchemy
..............Ravenclaw

not even alchemy can change that."

”I have indeed,” he turned slowly to meet the Captain of the English International Quidditch League. It was quite the unexpected honor; he had to admit, to have Alvern here recruiting two of his own (and a few others perhaps?) It was so hard to keep up with the rumors these days inside Hogwarts Castle. ”It shouldn’t be too long,” he acknowledged. The conversation turned to small talk, just to occupy the time with a sense of familiarity instead of nervous excitement. He had purposefully been vague just to see their reactions when the time came. Soon enough, a lone and single knock resounded at the door, and the alchemy professor lifted a simple wandless hand to levitate the door open with a click of its knob. ”Ah, there you are Chase, Shina… we’ve been expecting you.” He offered a guiding hand to Calvin, giving him the floor to introduce himself and speak while Angel simply watched with a growing smile.

Shina stepped into the office when the door opened. An adult, not a student waited inside, and Professor Amorocho seemed happy, excited even. It soon became apparent why, as the other man introduced himself and offered Chase and Shina positions on the English National Quidditch Team. Shina felt like she'd been hit by a bludger.

"I..." Shina's throat closed around the next word. I can't! She was heir, and had responsibilities. Nearly her entire life was mapped out for her. She was going to be tutored over the next year to get her caught up in her muggle subjects, then sit her muggle exams next spring.

Then she'd attend business school, then she'd start work in her father's company, learning about different departments and relations in various countries, then shadow him and slowly start taking over until she formally assumed leadership. She'd have to either find a husband and have a child of her own to groom to take over after her, or else choose one of Daniel's or Corabell's children to name heir. When her slower aging, due to her magical core, began to become too obvious she'd hand over the muggle side of the business to her heir and focus on the magical for another decade or two...

Shina felt the ravenous maw of responsibility yawning before her. Wizards lived such long lives. She had a good century of duty waiting for her, ready to devour her time, energy, and spark.

Why was she being offered this when there was no way she could accept it?! It had been fine, she'd been groomed for her responsibilities her whole life! She even looked forward to it! She was proud of how hard she'd worked! It hadn't seemed so terrible until she realized she'd be losing the sky. Even though she might hoard moments of time for other pleasures, she'd never be able to find the joy of flying against other skilled players high in the air, her blood singing with adrenaline. But she'd accepted it, she had! Now, this offer was a cruel joke. Exactly what she'd never admitted she wanted, and she couldn't say yes.

Enough! She was a big girl. It was time to smile, thank the man for the offer, and decline. Why couldn't she do something so simple? She wasn't even giving up that much, really. It isn't like she'd have been on the team very long, relatively speaking. Quidditch was a hard game, and she'd already been playing seven years. There was a reason most Olympians only went to one, maybe two, Olympic games. Sports were hard on the body. Even with magic, no one could play forever. There were always younger, better players growing in the background, ready to take over for faltering older players.

"I..." Shina stopped. She.....really wouldn't be playing for very long if she accepted. Not really. Five years? Ten? Most students didn't sit their tests until 18, some didn't until 19. There was quite a history of upper class young adults going on a Grand Tour, that could eat up another year, even two. If she chose correspondence schools instead of the more flashy universities, at least for her undergraduate work, that was another few years right there. It wouldn't be at all hard to cover for her absence, as long as she made a point to make the occasional appearance.

And...really, what was a decade, for someone with at least another century to live? If she wanted to take a decade for herself, to do something she wanted...well, if her parents didn't understand, Daniel would be thrilled to be named heir, and Shina had the marks to get at least an interview just about anywhere in the wizarding world she wished.

The crushing weight on her shoulders vanished and her throat relaxed. Shina's chin came up and her eyes were clear of the turmoil that had raced through them for endless lightning fast moments. She took a deep breath, secure in her choice. "Thank you, Captain Alvern. I can't begin to tell you how grateful I am for this opportunity, and I would be delighted to fly for you," Shina said with a smile.