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Xenia saw a glint of gold and wasted no time speeding off after it, practically screaming as her hand grasped around it. She'd have to go bring chocolates and flowers to Vincent and Nina and tell them it was worth it after all - she was a wreck, battered, bruised, but not beaten. Xenia held up...

Xenia was starting to have an existential crisis.

This sucked, thought Xenia, as she was almost immediately hit by a bludger.

Xenia sighed. This game was rough, and she didn't want to send anyone else into the line of fire. She was playing badly, but she wasn't going to give up just yet. "I'll be swapping in to seeker. Bellamy Parish will play keeper." If anyone else was going to be putting themselves at this much...

Xenia tried not to panic as she saw this but somehow couldn't help but think she was literally the worst captain ever.

Xenia thought the keeper position was completely rigged somehow but she tried to defend the goals better.

Xenia kept an eye on play, anxiously watching the chasers.

Xenia groaned, swearing under her breath as Vincent got hit again. She respected the need to substitute, because she really didn't want him to get seriously hurt, but they were already on the back foot and this wasn't helping. Checking he was okay and heading off to be looked over by a nurse...

Xenia was relieved to stop the next attempt and threw the quaffle back out to her team.

Xenia kept an eye out, groaning as Claire missed and getting ready to defend again.

Xenia was clearly getting slow and she groaned in frustration.

Xenia looked at Vincent with worry. This wasn't looking good, she hoped he didn't get hit again.

Xenia sighed in relief as she tossed the quaffle back out.

Xenia absolutely was not about to let a little kid get the best of her again.

Xenia cheered Claire on as she took the quaffle, hoping the girl would even the score.

That very fact made Xenia want to jump off her broom there and then but we have a game to play so she swallowed her nerves and tossed the quaffle back to her team.

Xenia quickly took to the sky and situated herself in front of the hoops, focusing and watching like a hawk.

Xenia felt the familiar nerves creep up on her with a strange sense of nostalgia. She knew there was a chance this would be her last game for Beauxbatons - although she certainly hoped it wasn't. Whatever happened next, happened. Maybe she'd get to play for her country, play in a league, or...

Xenia wished she could think of a good way to encourage the seekers. Practice will close when the game starts within the next 24 hours!

The training was close to winding up and Xenia gave the team a sympathetic look. It was a tough session.