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As soon as one left, another appeared. In this case it was everyone's makeshift quidditch player, Darius. The player wrapped his arm around his captain's shoulders and spoke with the singsong voice of a bird flying around on a springs day. Even on a cold wintery day as this his presence was one that warms the soul. [color=0054a6]"Heh, yo Darius. I take it that you had a great vacation?"[/color] He smirked at him and leaned back as he sipped his cup of coffee, eying some lovelies from the Ravenclaw table. [color=0054a6]"Don't be so eager. After that shit performance last game I'm gonna be drilling you all until you beg for mercy."[/color] Sylvester said in a way that seemed like he was joking, laughing lightly at what he said, but if anyone knew him well enough then they knew that he meant every word of it. At Darius question, he glanced towards Genevieve's direction at the Hufflepuff table. [color=0054a6]"Patrick Ford, captain of the Hufflepuff team and one of the school's best keepers. Those two are friends, didn't you know that?"  [/color]

[color=0054a6]"Anyway, the training schedule should be posted in the common room later today so make sure to look for it. By the way, I promised Genevieve that I would help her with her broom riding outside of practice, but I need someone who can help out as a beater in case things go awry. Can I rely on you for that?"[/color] Sylvester gave Darius his trademark charming smile that typically could get anyone to do what he wants, when working in conjunction of his Veela abilities of course.