Lucy was excited to be playing with the team for another year, and hopefully if she was really lucky she might even get to play in a match. Still, practices were plenty exciting, and she soared through the sky cheerfully towards a bludger, swinging hard and managing to send it in the direction of exactly nobody.
Lucy geared up to score, throwing her arm and pushing the quaffle through the air towards the hoop. It managed to make its way through and Lucy did a victory lap just for fun (and of course, practice).
Savannah spotted a little hint of gold and raced after it. Managing to catch the snitch relatively quickly when she had finally spotted it. She held it aloft to show off that she'd caught it.
"Nice one, Savannah!" Michael called, seeing her catch the snitch. She had a few years experience now, and Michael was very pleased he was able to promote her to the starting lineup. Violet definitely had promise, though, and a Quidditch name that meant she had plenty of prior knowledge and likely practice, so he was feeling better and better about their chances just watching them.
Ambrose watched as one of the older chasers scored, scooping up the quaffle when it was thrown back out and trying his best to quickly turn around and head the other way.
Audrey wondered if she'd annoyed some sort of deity of bludgers. Probably when she'd chipped her dad's bat. Maybe he'd cursed hers in retaliation. She wouldn't have put it past him.
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