Nathan certainly felt adrenaline started pumping through his veins. He had never felt this good before. The memories he had with his dad came rushing through his head when he remembered the countless hours and hard work spent during his Quidditch training in the past. He mustn't stop now. Nathan was determined to finish the course as instructed by the captain. His goal in sight and he was so ready!

Once again, he took off. Leaving behind a trail of dust towards the moving hula hoops. Concentrate Nathan, no turning back now! Uh-oh. One of the ring is coming at him fast! He swerved his broom to the right and into the hoop just in time, preventing him from having a major collision with the ring. "Woah...that was a close one."

Nathan dived in and out the hula hoops until the end before swooping down below to get the beater's bat. He knew he wasn't the best beater in the field but he hasn't got a choice, has he? Nathan aims and swings his bat at the charmed gater balls with all his might. He took one, two and three hits in a row. Oh yeah!! "OFF WITH YER HEADS!" He shouted at the top of his lungs, relishing his triumph over those balls. Sorry not sorry. His competitive spirit runs high at that moment. Too high to be exact.

Okay, enough batting. Time to move on to the next training which was the marshmallow course. Nathan bets his galleons, Vivian and Skylar were both in on this. What else motivated the head girl more than to catch those marshmallows, hmm? What about his favorite golden snitches? He wished he could catch them instead. Nathan made his way up into the air again, mouth gaping open to reach for those marshmallows. Using his expert maneuvring skills, he managed to catch a few in his mouth before the timer goes off.

Yum. That wasn't so bad.