If the fall doesn't kill you...

"Nah, he'd be as cherry as a wizard Santa," he smiled, showing some humor upon his face. However, that would be fun to see. Most captains could be arrogant, so if anything were to jeopardize anything, they could go berserk. Seeing something like that happen in a game would be hilarious. "Besides," he said "we don't even know who our captains are. Not like they would immediately assume us or anything." He made a mental note to find the roster in the common room when he got back, just to make sure.

Allen looked back at Evalyn and said "Well I heard they have schools around the world, just depends on which location you are from. I hear Hogwarts is...was the best. Back when Harry Potter himself roamed these halls." He wondered about Dumbledore, the esteemed leader of Hogwarts before his passing. He wondered what kind of person he was, how he reacted towards students. It was a vivid fantasy he wished he could have been in.

"I'd imagine it'd be the same as now," he said, slouching forward a little bit "they were going through a crisis just like now...except the stakes were even higher. Volde-That guy, was trying to become powerful, everyone was dying. I'd still wish I could've known Harry though. Seemed like an awesome guy, besides being the 'chosen one' like everyone believed." He hadn't really brushed up on his history, yet everyone believed he should've won the war. Yet it never happened. What went wrong?

Allen grinned and chuckled. "Is that a challenge, Evalyn?" he asked in a teasing manner "because, that will probably be the only time you'll see me faceplant into something...probably." He was trashing talking after she had witnessed his display? Well he always knew he had that competitiveness in him. "Hopefully we both make the team," he said "just so we can laugh about the match later or something."

Allen shrugged his arms, as she asked why. "No one knows," he said to her "Merlin only know as to what happened. And even then, I think something just wanted him to die. Maybe for someone else to come through. Ironically, Voldemort's right hand man murdered him." Christ, he said it out loud, didn't he? He didn't care, but he had no idea if his 'followers' were still out here. Waiting. It scared him to be honest. "Well I guess things happen for a reason and it hasn't been found yet."

He smiled at Evalyn and stood up to make a heroic pose. "Well Ms. Avalon," he announced "you have yourself a challenge. But first, we should probably train to get on the teams at least." He wondered if he should head back outside and get the basics down first. He needed to know how to turn at high speeds if he was going to even have a chance to participate. "I wish it was summer still."

"I guess we could try that," he said, walking back over to his broom. He picked it up from its resting place and examined the crack. He pulled out his wand and aimed the tip towards the large crack. "Reparo!" he casted, and a light emitted, hitting the center of the blemish. The broomstick then fixed up the edges, a small crack still in the center but the chances of it breaking off were slim. "Well I guess it's better than nothing," he said, shrugging his shoulders up and down. "You go find a broomstick in your locker room and I'll see you outside!" he said with enthusiasm.

He proceeded to the door and turned the very cold handle to reveal the winter snow once more outside. Not wanting to mush through the snow, Allen mounted his broom and repeated what he had done earlier, this time it had been easier to maneuver. He zoomed at a good 10 miles per hour, his uneasiness fading slowly. Then he realized he should of grabbed some goggles. "Crap," he muttered to himself.

Allen flew around in a circle, shielding his eyes with his left hand from the slowly falling snow. He practiced going up and then down as he flew slowly, yet was steadily progressing through the minutes to come. He got tired of the snow however and began to fly with the wind patterns that threw it around. It was a nice breeze, but in winter times, almost like a gale. He was feeling more and more uneasy by the second, mainly because he didn't know the heat charm that everyone apparently knew. He needed to pay more attention in Charms from now on.

He looked over his right shoulder and noticed that Evalyn was beginning to fly. He smiled and turned sharply so he was flying near her. "How you doing?!" he said in an outside voice so she could hear him. He hadn't a clue if this was her first time flying, but she seemed to be doing well. "If I fall," he said in a joking manner "for the love of God, don't say I was a novice!" Then he went off and began to circle the field once more, keeping track of his movement patterns.