Sam Prince
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Sam made sure that the invites were given to both a Ravenclaw and a Slytherin. They were planning this race/match since before they were sorted. Well, before anything really got complicated was one way of saying it. He held his Nimbus 2001 in his hands and inhaled the winter air. He had his chudly cannons scarf on though. My mother would be proud, he thought humoursly to himself as his mother always perfected in dressing him right for each weather.
Sam carried his Quaffle which he owned under his free arm, it was not a real one. It had the same features of coarse but it was smaller but not by much. 'Sam Prince' was inscribed on it, he had it since his 9th birthday. Sam mounted his broom with the quaffle placed firmly on the grass, he kicked of swiftly and zoomed into the air.
The cold air felt fresh on his face. His grip tightened as he picked up enough speed to do a nosedive. He smiled at his own enjoyment. He continued to fly around till Knight and Toni came.
Sam carried his Quaffle which he owned under his free arm, it was not a real one. It had the same features of coarse but it was smaller but not by much. 'Sam Prince' was inscribed on it, he had it since his 9th birthday. Sam mounted his broom with the quaffle placed firmly on the grass, he kicked of swiftly and zoomed into the air.
The cold air felt fresh on his face. His grip tightened as he picked up enough speed to do a nosedive. He smiled at his own enjoyment. He continued to fly around till Knight and Toni came.