Adrianna hurried onto the pitch, late once again with her Nimbus 2001 under her arm. She'd already grabbed her Beater bat out of the equipent shed. She quickly mounted and sped off toward Bruin.
"Hey, Bruin. Sorry I'm late again. What's the drill? Where do you want me to play?"
Adrianna rushed onto the quidditch pitch, a little irritated that she had been late to the first quidditch practice. She had a school broom under her arm since she hadn't been able to get her own yet. She had just grabbed her bat out of the equipment shed and she now kicked off the ground and...
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