Abigail had been feeling good about this match, but that feeling disappeared when she saw Micha hit again. She cursed under her breath. They needed him to win, she was pretty sure. Still, they had to keep going. Abigail flew up to the referee, a knot in her stomach as she looked at her...
Abigail flew up to the hoops and scored again, this time in the right hoop. "Are you sure you're the captain?" She asked the keeper, before shooting her an fake apologetic look and flying back, hoping to intercept the quaffle as she threw it out.
Abigail rushed towards the hoops and threw the quaffle forcefully at the middle one, making it zoom right past the keeper's head as it flew through. She grinned, this was going to be their game.
Abigail was glad they were playing on their home turf, she hoped the French players would be out of their comfort zone, at least a little. She wasn't too thrilled with the windy weather, but at least there was no rain. Abigail looked at Micha, giving him a quick nod. She believed he would win...
Abigail was just on her way to grab the quaffle when the bludger hit her. It annoyed her, but she was at least glad one of the beaters had good aim. She flew to te hoops and grabbed the quaffle as it was thrown back into play.
2a
Abigail was frustrated with herself for letting Noah steal the quaffle earlier, she managed to steal it from him this time. As she passed Felicity and Dion, she snapped at them. "Stop chatting and play!"
Abigail looked at Noah disapprovingly as he failed to score. She grabbed the quaffle once it was thrown back into play, ready to show him how it was done.
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