Rain splattered against Rufus as he walked out onto the pitch. Under the gray skies familiar faces greeted him, plenty of opponents from other teams, even some retired players. He greeted a few as they were paired off, making sure to avoid pairing with a student, and then kicked off into the skies.

He had tried for the team once before, but he had been young in those days. Now he was a seasoned player, one with years of experience and a decent amount of skill, even with the rain falling he felt he could give this a pretty good shot. Rain would hinder the students, but Rufus had played in rain, snow, ice, wind, sun. He wouldn't let it phase him. He couldn't.