Perfect. Harriet hoped that she would be good. She had some good hand eye coordination. It was kind of needed with her art, and she hoping that it would come across when she got up in the air on her broom. The sixth year did a few warm up stretches. The last thing she wanted was to get a torn or pulled muscle, that would not help her chances of getting onto the team. It only took a few minutes, and then she was getting on the broom. It was only a school broom but she hoping to eventually get one of her own, if she needed it. She only really needed one if the got on the team. She hoped Sky didn't sell it before she knew if she needed one or not.

She got on the broom, and warmed up a little, flying a little, so she could used to flying, and then she flew up to where Daisy was hovering. "let's go" The girl beamed, wanting to get this done before she could move onto the next bit. Concentrating hard, she threw the quaffle in the direction of the central hoop. Hopefully it would go in.