Kurumi squeaked and temporarily let go of the handle of her broom when Simon spoke. She couldn't return his chuckle, especially since her face was mostly one of surprise, but she did manage to return her hands to the handle without straying off course to much.

She made a somewhat dramatic turn to the right to avoid colliding with the entrance of barrel 24th and found herself chasing after Simon's robes through the 25th. She figured as much, and with only a few more to race though, Kurumi began thinking about what sort of cookies to bake this time. No! Bad Kurumi! Now was not the time to be thinking about cookies...unless it were possible to cook some of them using the fires on the barrels. That was an interesting notion...

Mentally slapping herself, Kurumi leaned forward to pick up a bit more speed and try to keep herself even with Simon - well, as even as a third year on a broom could do with a seventh year. Still, she couldn't help but feel that she had seen him flying much faster at practices...

Must be all the heat melting her brain.