2a)
Tres shot a look at the Chaser who called her out for stealing, "You won't be saying that when I steal it off Gryffindor!" She shouted back, keen not to let them think it was a bad thing. Before she could do anything else, she was hit in the side by one of the bludgers, and instinctively she had to wonder whether it was Daintree. Her watering eyes looked towards him although he didn't seem to be focused on her at all. Maybe it was the other kid then. It hurt more than Tres had anticipated, and she was glad she hadn't tried out for the position of seeker. As the Quaffle was stolen out of her arm while she had her eyes on the beaters, she scowled at the younger girl and shot off after her once more, trying to pull back her dignity. No way was anyone going to show her up. The older boy seemed scared to prove himself but she wasn't, and after a few seconds she managed to slap the largest ball out of the grip of the redhead once more, snatching it for herself and flying off before another bludger could get to her.