The blue meteor was getting closer and closer. Or, rather, Sierra was getting closer and closer to it. While it was dashing up ahead, Sierra was trailing quickly behind it. She was almost to the meteor when BAM! Somebody ran right into her and knocked her off course. She wasn't hurt. She was a Quidditch player, and a little collision didn't phase her.

She was, however, bummed to see that she'd lost sight of the meteor.

She saw another one up ahead, though. Whether it was the same one she'd been trailing or not, she didn't know. This time, she had a different plan in mind, though. Instead of trying to catch it, she was going to get in it's path and try to get it to fly toward her.

So off to the other end of the room she went. When she got there, she positioned herself toward the meteor and open her glove as wide as it could go. It was coming...it was coming... BAM! The meteor smacked into her glove with such a force that Sierra was knocked backwards just a bit. She had that meteor, though!

Yellow? Check. Blue? Also a check.