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Awarlesta Black 
Awar tried using a technique that was sort of frog-kicking-combined-with-mermaid-swimming-and-really-fast-movement to get around, but mostly just holding out her arm, pulling it when it was threatened to be broken.
A random boy was asking for a little shove, so she "swam" under him and pushed him up by the feet. "Er, there you go!"
Her eyes widened as a glowing blue object shot towards her, she closed her eyes and held out her glove, SLAM! Bingo! Blue one, down.
Oh, a push! Mo used the momentum from the random-but-nice Hufflepuff girl to get moving again, and he froggy-swam through the air toward the ceiling. "THANKS," he called behind him as he pulled his arms and legs in and violently thrust them out, shooting forward a bit before he tried it again. When he stalled again, Queen Alice was kind enough to give him another shove from behind.
"Thanks, thanks. Maybe if you grab my foot, I can pull you forward, and then you can push me again, and then I can pull you forward..." Teamwork, see?
Even now, he was JUUUUUST within grabbing distance of the lowest meteors, and Mo squished the glove down on his hand and reached out into space. A few streaks of light spun past, perhaps within grabbing distance but not close enough that he was willing to stretch for them.
Finally, one came close, and Mo extended his hand again. The meteor hit the edge of his glove and continued on past, although the impact set Mo to spinning backwards, head over feet. See? This was just as awesome as he'd thought.
Except now... feeling vommy. Someone stop him? "Help?"