Sam grabs the forearm of Xavier with a smile on his face. Quidditch was something he lived for, and he had become good friends with the Prefect, something he couldnt say about a lot of people. He had to keep his eyes from wandering to Professor sloans breasts once she folded her arms under them.<br/><br/>"I sure hope so. As long as i dont get hit in the back of the head again..."