The Gryffindor was shaking. VISIBLY shaking. Had she really just done all that? Her reflexes had simply taken over and made her able to fly. It was a heat of the moment sort of thing and the fifth year was just glad that nothing had exploded on her or in her face. In fact...Gryffindor had done very well! She would reflect on this once she was back safely on the ground and her limps had stopped moving and twitching.

Kurumi looked over at Ira and wondered if Selina knew about the young talent. Why wasn't this girl on the Quidditch pitch?! Kurumi was about to reach out to the girl when she already headed off the pitch.

Kurumi returned her broom to the rack and offered Professor Vindictus a wobbly sort of bow for the lesson. Erm...back to the common room? Well, not really. She needed to head to the kitchens first to bake for the Quidditch match. So, off the Gryffindor went.

Thank Merlin that frightening experience was over!