SCORE!

Or, rather...more rocks for Sierra. She was just to Quidditch talk out here on the pitch. She felt like doing a fist pump but decided not to on account of the fact that she was soaring high in the air underneath a rainfall of rocks. There was nothing to do now except get her head back in the game and try to catch some more rocks.

She steered her broom in the opposite direction and took off toward a heavy rainfall of rocks. Just as she approached them, somebody else dashed by and caught at least a good five of them. She growled in frustration then took off again.

Just as she steered her broom around, though, she heard the distinct sound of more rocks falling into her cauldron. She counted the sounds and knew three more had fallen in. An accident catch! Cool!