Belonging in no-ones group…

[Samuel Miller]

The owl flew out of the window and out of sight. Sam smiled widely. He was slightly shaking with happiness. He didn't take any notice of Tim's first sentance. He was way to happy to.

"Yeah it....it is....isn't it? I'm so excited. Two rival Quidditch Captains can be friends can't they? I mean we won't not friends because of we're Quidditch Captains. It can happen. We can be friends." He said in a shaky voice.

Sam tried to stand but he couldn't do mit. He was still really shocked.

[Tim O'Maley]

"Of course we can still be friends. It's just a little quidditch." tim had to admitt that quidditch miught get in the way of there friendship, but Tim would try as hard as he could to not let that happen.

[Samuel Miller]

"Yeah of course we can." agreed Sam.

Sam was startin g to highly doubt that his friendship with Tim wasn't going to last all that long once Quidditch started.

"It's not as if Quidditch is going to get in the way of things."

But Sam highly doubted this.

[Tim O'Maley]

"Hmm." Tim replied blankly. He was determined to not let Quidditch get in the way of 2 friends.

Tim decided to change the subject from there evaporating friendship to a more lively topic. "Who are you going to the ball with?" He asked, it was the first thing that popped into his head.

[Samuel Miller]

"To be honest, I don't even think i'll go. I bought the Dress Robes and everything but what's the point." He said truthfully.

Sam stood up from the stairs, walked over to the window and stared at the people outside.

"I mean I can't dance, I can't do anything like that. If I go, the only reason will to be throw a few dungbombs at people I hate. Maybe Austin." He went on say how much he hated him...

[Tim O'Maley]

"Oh, if you were to start throwing dungbombs, I'd have your back. I would love to throw a dungbomb at Austin." Tim was glad he wasn't the only one who hated Volgun.