Isabelle picked up her broom quickly and went to get a beaters bat. Not exactly her best Quidditch position. Isabelle prefered chasing or seeking. Whatever. Maybe she would actually be able to do good. Maybe she would find a new Quidditch position for herself. You never know until you try. With one hand on her broom and the other grasping a bat she lined up next to the others along the side of the pitch.