Ford had momentum on his side at this point, he was flying at speed with Kiera, but as soon as she threw the quaffle, he sped up. As it dropped down, Ford gunned the broom towards it, he saw that Kiera was close too. He pushed his broom as far as it would go, and soon he was neck and neck with Kiera. Ford slowly pulled himself ahead pushing his broom to it's limit and leaning as far forward as he could without falling off. He grabbed the quaffle with the tips of his fingers and brought it close into his body, sheilding it with his arm. Immediately, Ford kicked in the magical brakes on his broom. He stopped and almost got the air knocked out of him from the sudden change in inertia. He turned ninety degrees to his right and sped off, circling the edge of the pitch.