WHEEEEE---

Ouch! Emmeline's super fun race for the goal posts was interrupted twice; first by Miss Skylar shouting out a warning and THEN by Miss Skylar flying right into her! The first year promptly dropped her Quaffle and gripped her broom handle super tightly with both hands to stay upright on the broom. She turned around and tried to peer through the rain in confusion, just fast enough to see a Bludger speeding away and the beater's bat in Miss Skylar's hand. The Gryffindor rubbed her shoulder and her arm on the side where she and Miss Skylar had collided, but she figured a Bludger attack would've hurt WAY worse. She shot Miss Skylar a grateful smile and called back, "Thanks, Miss Skylar!" She hoped the older girl wasn't too hurt from their collision, either.

Then Professor B had flown over to join them, and Emmeline gave him a small smile and a nod when he asked if they were okay. She waited long enough to see Miss Skylar's response, then flew more slowly down to the ground. She had NO idea where the silly Quaffle fell but maybe someone else had already collected it? Mentally shrugging, the 11-year-old hovered over to the thingy where the school brooms were being stored before dismounting and putting the broom she'd been using back. She figured there were a few bruises blooming on her shoulder and arm area from hitting with Miss Skylar, but nothing bad enough to bother Mr. Healer about. She hoped Miss Skylar's situation was the same or better and looked up anxiously to peeer through the rain and try to make out Miss Skylar's shape; she'd watch the Slytherin girl until she touched down too, mhm.

She couldn't deny that today's had been an exciting lesson, though!