Milo cursed as Aroha caught up to where he was trailing the snitch, bumping shoulders as the two of them jostled for position, not quite able to reach it either as they sped across the pitch.
Aroha concentrated hard, the chase was on, but the snitch wasn't making it easy for either of them. She was trying to get close but Milo kept getting in the way. Irritated, she tried to nudge him a bit off course, but it only made her fumble a bit and fall a half metre behind.
Milo grinned as Aroha lost ground, keeping a tight hold of his broom to stay on course. His face fell as the snitch suddenly darted right, banking sharply to try and maintain his slim lead.
Damn Alicia was good, it was hard to begrudge her being on the team over he when she watched her steal the quaffle again, Veronica followed her to the hoops for support suspecting she'd keep the quaffle this time and not blaming her one bit for it.
Aroha gained speed again, a little taken off guard when the snitch darted, and struggling to keep up but maintaining her place in the race nonetheless.
Milo was being sneaky, but Aroha had to keep reminding herself that this was good practice. No way anyone would go easy on her during an actual game. She ducked a bludger and moved forward, trying to pre-empt Milo cutting her off and only succeeding somewhat. If only she could get close to the snitch...
Milo swore as Aroha cut him off, having to take a short dive to avoid going completely off course. His eyes were still on the snitch but he hadn't managed to shake Aroha yet.
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