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Ford sauntered down onto the pitch. For once he could say he was slightly nervous, unlike the Slytherin Team, he didn't know many of these teammates personally, just their performances on the pitch. Broom in hand, he stopped on the edge of the pitch. Courtney and Bruin were each formidable opponents, and his team would need to be in top form to stand up to either of them. With rumors of a game within the next two or three weeks, they would need to practice hard. He turned to the school to watch for his team to come down.
((Bruin, thou hast forced my hand.
Additionally, in reference to team names; PM your ideas to me and I shall make a poll for everyone to vote on.))
((Bruin, thou hast forced my hand.

Additionally, in reference to team names; PM your ideas to me and I shall make a poll for everyone to vote on.))