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Deezerz 
She hadn't really meant it, that's just the first thing that came out of her mouth. Cutty being all defensive, she concluded he had been daydreaming. About what, she didn't know. She'd ask later.
Beverly didn't notice what the boy behind her had been planning to do, she did though, see an opening between two team winged horses. This was their chance! "Hold on guys!" Such sweet adrenaline rush on such a beautiful winged horse. Maybe she should add Witch Jockey to what she wanted to be when she grows up.
Snapping the reins, she urged the Granian to push forward. Faster--
Holy Chinese Fireballs! O___O
"Incoming, you guys!" There were several snowballs shooting their way. At the same time. Mellow. COVER HER OR THEY WERE DOOMED.
Cutty slid on the seat once again as Bev sped up. He was just about to marvel at the actual speed of the Granian when he heard Bev say: Incoming, you guys!
He looked up ahead and not one, two or even three snowballs headed their way. It was a family of them. He knew there was a reason he kept Professor Culloden's fire-breathing potion on hand...except for now. Now he had no such thing. Cutty steadied the grip on his wand and fired off a rapid succession of fire spells. "
Incendio! Incendio! Incendio!" Three balls of fire came bursting out of the tip of the boy's wand one after the other melting the family of snowballs save one. The stray snowball had melted down and was now a whirring marble of ice heading toward the driver. With only calculation and no thought of the risk should Beverly turn her head or even move in anyway abruptly, Cutty stabbed at the iceball with his wand, skewering the thing and preventing it from making contact with their driver.