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Hanna looked over and gave Ewan and Taddy a grin. "Thanks!" She felt pretty chuffed to get it in like that. She watched as Ewan had his turn, sent the bludger flying and right into the goal! "Wow, that was great!" This Ravenclaw bunch was indeed a talented one.
She flew towards the next station, which she thought was the goal saving station. Wrong.
WHACK!
A bludger hit her in her upper arm, swerving her right off course. She managed to keep control of the broom, and not fall to a crushing death. But it really hurt. SO bad. With her other arm, she rubbed the spot, meanwhile keeping track of what was happening with the other bludgers. That really hurt, it would probably bruise, but she didn't want to let her guard down in case any more flew at her. Which they were. Right at her. Her face. "AH!" she yelped, as she put her other hand back onto the broom and tilted it right down, diving out of the line the bludger was taking.
She managed to get through the Bludger Alley, and to the third station. She made her way in front of the hoops, like a real keeper that she definitely wasn't, to try and save some goals. Her arm hurt a lot, but she was a quidditch player and she wasn't going to let it come between her and victory. She kept a very good eye on the quaffle as it came towards her. She shot left, to the far left goal, and caught it! That was one. She released the quaffle back to the game and flew back towards the middle hoop. It was easier that way. But the second quaffle seemed to be coming right to the middle, and as she stayed there to defend the hoop it did a SWAP and veered to the right hoop, going through it. "Merlin," she said, as she watched the quaffle change direction back to the game.
The third quaffle looked like it was going right, but Hanna tried to stay in the middle in case this one veered to the middle goal. But it didn't - it went right through the right hoop again. She wasn't very good at this one. So two had gone straight, one had veered. She shook her head to clear it, and watched as the fourth quaffle came. To the middle. Right into her hands. She caught it and released it back, being the easiest save. The fifth quaffle came at an angle, and she wasn't sure which hoop it would go in. She was ready, with everything feeling energised. And she darted to the left at the very last moment, as she watched it come, and hit it back with the tips of her fingers, only barely saving it. The third quaffle to be saved from going through flew back to the area, and Hanna went on to the next station.
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