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Y41 S2 Ravenclaw Quidditch Practice

Sefina searched for the snitch with a little more confidence than before.
 
It was still hot and Sawyer was starting to get tired but he was levied by how well practice seemed to be going.
 
Michael was pleased to see Sefina catch the snitch, and decided to be a bit cheeky and take a shot while Sawyer was distracted. It worked, and he grinned as the ball sailed through the hoop.
 
Sawyer noticed much too late that Michael was making a shot on goal until the quaffle was already through the hoop. He spluttered for a moment, scooping up the quaffle before shaking his head sheepishly. "That's on me, good shot," he said, throwing the quaffle back into play with a wry smile.
 
Branson grabbed the ball as it was thrown back out into play.
 
Valeria was able to hit another bludger soon after the first. She sent it straight off into the seeker.
@Hamish Reid
 
Hamish winced as he was hit again but tried to push on.
 
xiuying flew close behind branson, as he got a hold of the quaffle.
 
When Branson appraoched he threw the quaffle and was very pleased to watch it sail through the right most hoop.
 
Valeria didn't manage to hit the bludger she was aiming for.
 
Sawyer had once again psyched himself out as the two chasers approached, wary of a pass and missing the chance to block Branson's shot. At least the chasers were putting in a good showing too, he thought, throwing the quaffle back into play.
 
Sawyer tried to stretch out his arms a bit, starting to feel them cramping up after a long practice.
 
Michael was gettong tired, but since he seemed to work on a plane of existence separate to the other chasers picked up the quaffle anyway.
 
Sawyer was ready to gain a little pride back after Michael had snuck a goal past him last time, squaring up on the hoops as Michael approached.
 
Somehow, Michael made a really good fast shot that managed to get past Sawyer. It made up for some of the lousy shots earlier.
 
Xiuying got a hold of the quaffle when it was thrown back out and circled her way back to the hoops.
 
Sawyer wasn't ready when Michael put on a burst of speed right before the hoops, moving too slow to block the shot. "You're making me feel old and slow," he said with a shake of his head, tossing the quaffle out to Xiuying. It was definitely a blow to his ego to have a first year scoring against him but Sawyer hoped it was a good sign for their upcoming match.
 
When Xiuying was close enough to the hoops, she threw the quaffle towards the left hoop, smiling when the quaffle made it through the hoop.
 
"You need a break, grandpa?" Michael joked back, in good humour as he grabbed the quaffle after Xiuying followed up with a scoring shot. He hoped Sawyer wasn't too discouraged, he was a pretty good keeper after all (which probably didn't mean much from someone who hadn't really watched much Quidditch, but Michael looked up to him anyway).
 
Sawyer scrambled for the quaffle as Xiuying made her shot, fumbling the save and letting it slip past his hands. "Dangit," he said, wiping sweat off his forehead with his forearm before swooping down to grab the quaffle again. "Maybe not a terrible idea," he said with a fond roll of his eyes as Michael teased him. "You guys sure you don't want to practice passing instead or something," he said, quietly reminding himself he wanted the chasers to practice scoring. For the team's sake.
 
"Probably should," Michael agreed, looking around and tossing the quaffle towards @Xiuying Huang instead of taking a shot on goal.
 
Xiuying followed closely by Michael, fumbled with the ball a little as she hadn't fully expected the ball to come her way. "Got it," Xiuying says with a chuckle when she managed to get a hold of the ball tightly and she smiled appreciatively, before continuing to make her way towards the hoops.
 
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