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It would be quite a day, quite a day indeed. Marcus Flint could feel it in his bones. Fall was coming, and Quidditch pre-season games would be starting, and before he knew it, the World Cup would be coming round. And he was going to try his damnedest to get on the England team. He had come so close he could almost taste it last year. But after everything that happened, he needed to focus elsewhere. He had lost friends, and though he hadn't been on either side, he lost people. Old classmates, old teachers, and though Marcus dare not admit it, it changed him. He was still the cocky guy he always would be, but firewhiskey had become a vice of his. He drank to forget the pain, to numb himself, but since trying to sober up for Quidditch, he'd been having a hell of a time. With a sigh, he ran his fingers through his hair and headed outside, Quidditch gear in hand. He still had an hour or two before practice began, and with this auror shit being thrown on them, he knew he would have to watch himself. His background probably sent off a flag to them. He headed off, the Leaky Cauldron seemed like a good place, and their breakfast wasn't so bad, and once he got there and situated, he saw other Quidditch players had the exact same idea. "Shit, I'm late." One grumbled. "Wood is a fucking slave driver." He had been talking to a woman, but Marcus couldn't help but to feel steamed. He had been pro just as long as Wood and he still wasn't Captain. What a load of bull! "What can I get for you?" A waitress asked, and after ordering, Marcus closed his eyes. "Fucking Wood, always held on a pedestal." He mumbled, and when his food came he saw another familiar face, and he just ignored it as he ate. Though his teammate was approaching. "Ready for practice, Flint?"he asked, and Marcus continued to remain quiet. "We've got a really ugly auror, I think his name is Drake or something, Daniels is pissed." "Well, the auror's office is stupid for having auror's protect Quidditch players." He grumbled, and looked up. "I kind of get it, but it's better to put their resources elsewherw." Marcus went back to reading when another teammate approached. "I just heard from my brother in law that the Falcons got an auror worse than ours, a tall, barely understandable dude named Gregory." What was it with his teammates and being around him when he didn't want to be bothered? "Puddlemere probably got an even worse one." Marcus amused, but yet another teammate approached. "Actually, they got a cute blonde woman." As if Marcus wasn't pissed enough. "Well then, how about we drop the topic, get ready for practice. Daniels is already going to be a dick, so why give him more of a reason?" And now Marcus really wanted the day ro be over so he could dig into his flask of firewhiskey. Really wanted it to be over.

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