Yesssssss. West was pretty well pleased with that play actually. He knew Mo could get it in line like that. They could sneak in one more maybe? West figured so. It had been a long tryout, with a ton of plays, some saved, some not. Salvatore was pretty good he supposed. Intuitive and whatnot. But he could be that too. He knew how to read situations....

West snagged the Quaffle, tucked it under his arm, and zoomed back up the pitch, dodging a few bludgers before looping it underhand, under his broom, toward Theo. All yours, bro. All yours.