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Amelia punched the air when the quaffle went past Jason and into the hoop. "YES!" she shouted as she did a small victory lap around the posts but she didn't have that much time to celebrate since they were goinng in for a second strike. This time Xurdion kicked her the ball which resulted in him almost plummeting to his death. Before the gasp of horror left her mouth, Xurdion was back on his broom shouting to the team that he was fine. "Look whose telling me to be careful and not get killed before the season. I'm not training a new chaser you know." Amelia said with a laugh. As the ball zoomed towards her, she noticed that the quaffle was flying in a way that was difficult to catch that Amelia had to lean slightly off her broom to grab it. After the quaffle was back in her position she said, "Ok, Let's run it again." 'Time for the feinting.' Amelia thought with a laugh. Amelia threw the ball up, pretending to make it go towards Vlaityn but the quaffle flew behind Amelia's back where she caught it again. As soon as the ball landed in her hands, Amelia did a behind the back throw to Vlaityn with all the strength she could muster from her left arm.

'Well there goes the game, but Vlaityn is right there is no need to ignore the rest of the team.' Amelia turned her attention towards Joel and Lori and waited to see who would catch the quaffle first. They both had something that would hinder them being able to catch the quaffle, Lori with her snitch and Joel with his bat. A better way to introduce the team would be to have Lori practice catching the snitch and breaking out a bludger so that Joel can show off his beating techniques. Amelia thought for a moment that one of the team should perform a summoning charm to get Vlaityn's bat but yet they would probably loose house points for damaging Hogwarts property and/or accidentally get someone injured by the incoming bat. Looking over to Vlaityn, Amelia said, "Maybe we should break out a bludger so that you and Joel can show off your beater skills and maybe get the Quidditch chest so that you can get your hands on a bat. What do you think?"

Lori shook her head. "And I thought you guys were showing him how our chasers are." She got back on her broom, since she had dismounted, and leaned towards where the quaffel was headed, reaching out for it with one hand, the other hand still closed around her snitch. "Silly me," Lori said, catching the quaffel the same way she caught a football when one of her arms was broken a few summers ago. Throwing the ball down to where Joel was, she gained altitude until she was at the same level everyone else was at. Chucking the snitch, Lori looked to where Joel was. "You know, we still need a bludger if he's going to play." She stated matter-of-factly. "Or he could just be another chaser." Rapping the end of her broom, Lori started to whistle 'Blue Suede Shoes', the first song that popped into her head, as she waited for things to start.

Vlaityn rolled her eyes at Xurdion's disappointment. "Off the high horse, Xurd, you're not in charge. Besides, Joel and Lori are irreplaceable assets to the team! Much more so than frivolous plays. Team mates and strategy wins games, not fancy moves." Vlaityn said pointedly, attempting to knock Xurdion out of the horrible attitude. "He's not even on the team." Vlaityn finished while she watched Lori expertly catch the quaffle, even though she had been otherwise preoccupied.

"Why aren't you a chaser again, dearest?" With a grin, Vlaityn shot up a bit to observe them a bit. A great team, if she said so herself. Even if some of the best weren't here at the moment.

"No idea, but I think I lost that snitch again," Lori said, looking around for a streak of gold that was an immediate givaway. "We should hurry and start. I don't really want to be flying around the school looking for my snitch..." She thought for a second, then took out her wand and muttered something. A minute later, there was a streak of gold and the snitch was safely back in the palm of her hand. "Nevermind," Lori said, grinning, "I remembered I had put that spell on it a few weeks ago, just in case I lost it again. Because, to be honest, half my allowance goes into buying new snitches." Lori shrugged, "But I seriously don't know who." And with that, Lori began to whistle yet another song.

"If I knew where the chest was I would get a bludger and Lori put that snitch away before you loose it again." Amelia coudn't believe that Lori almost lost her snitch again and within the span of an hour. Xurdion had finally came back and Amelia nodded a welcome back greeting to him before turning on Lori once again. "I know we use the school's Quidditch supplies when we play here but I don't think your mum would be too happy if she found out you lost your snitch again. Didn't she send you a howler last time?" Rounding her attention on the whole team now and staring directly at Jason, Amelia started the introduction. "Anyway, I'll start the intro. I'm Amelia Rochelle, 7th year chaser for this Quidditch team. I come up with some of our plays with Xurdion and I also tend to be a bit of a show off."

A small figure could be seen coming closer from the direction of the school. He was running at full speed and the tails of his sports robes could be seen billowing behind him, and a long dark cherrwood handle of a broom could be seen in his left hand. As the figure approached closer it was clear to see that it was boy boy with long, and lanky limbs. He shouted out something, but his words were incoherent and stolen by the wind. Then finally as he made his way to about ten yards from the group he shouted again, and much louder, "Wait! Don't start yet. Wait for me!" There was a slight desperation in his voice, and when he finally reached the group it was easy to tell he was most relieved.

"Hi," the boy said through panting, completely oblivious to the fact he had burst in, and quite rudely interrupted the conversation, "I'm Jordan," he continued on while holdong out a hand, but the realizing no one was taking it he changed the gesture into a half-hearted wave, "Do you mind if I practice with you?" He asked, "I'm going out for keeper," he said and then cast his eyes downward, "again." In fact, this would be the fourth year that Jordan would try out for keeper. He remembered in his second year that during tryouts he had gotten cold feet as the quaffle came at him, and he turned on his broom and fled. It took weeks for the Ravenclaw team to stop teasing him. Then in his third year, Jordan exceptionally better, however, he still managed to let all the quaffles go in except for one. During Jordan's fourth year he was almost allowed onto the team, but one of his friends confessed they had bewitched the quaffle during tryouts so that only he had stopped any. As much as Jordan wanted to play he wasn't willing to risk Ravenclaw's chances at winning the Hogwarts Quidditch Cup, so he turned himself in. This of course earned some respect from the team, but it left Jordan crushed. Then the previous year, his fifth, Jordan played amazingly at the tryouts, and he almost made it, but he barely missed one of the other quaffles while the other tryout hadn't missed any of his. But this year was going to be different, the boy swore to himself. He had been training all summer with a friend from Hufflepuff. On top of that, Jordan had been to every quidditch match that Ravenclaw played since his first year at Hogwarts. He knew almost all of their plays by heart, so he was confident that he would be able to stop most of the quaffles from going through. Still though, the Ravenclaw team was not to be trifled with so Jordan was determined not to take anything for granted. After all, the team had had all summer to put together new moves.

The boy laid the tail end of his broom on the ground and finally stopped talking to allow whoever had been speaking first to continue. His broom was the new Cleansweep 3000. Almost all of the Cleensweep models were about to be retired until the company came out with the brand new one. It only matched the speed of the Nimbus 2006, but what it didn't have in speed, it more than made up for in manueverability. On top of training, Jordan had worked all summer at a potions supply shop to save up the money for the broom, and he was quite proud to have it.