Oh goodness gracious!

O_O

Oliver was obviously gonna go MAD at the fact he was gonna get to play Quidditch again. And well, so was Trixie, just not AS excited as he was. The Blonde rolled her eyes as she mounted her broom after putting on her protective gear.

The sixteen year old flew up on her broom to meet her bestie, Oliver where he was. "Well I guess your gonna have to leave that to me right?" she winked. "You wouldn't let me play another position right?" she raised her eyebrow at her former captain. Well she wouldn't be allowed a bat again after the events of Muggle Studies, though she hadn't done anything with it.... But he SAW her last term out on the pitch. Then again she was surprised she was even allowed on a broom. She was passionate

A little TOO passionate.