 pretending patrick went since we're apparently first LOL curly haired prefect - "sometimes I get angry!" - 30/90 - *chicken emoji* - probably @ Disney - I speak dog
Oh good, Nettie was with the cricket guy. She hadn't really got a chance to do batting practice - she'd done horribly at the bowling bit, so she had tried to perfect that before moving on and had of course missed practice. Noble had helped her feel a bit better, though, pointing out that most people focused on one bit, batting OR bowling.
Well. Here goes nothing. Time to just get started and see if she was able to pull this off and not get hurt in the process. If she couldn't play Quidditch because she got injured playing cricket she would NOT be happy!
Good thing she'd spent that extra time on the bowling bit, because it looked like they were up to bat. Or wait, no, that wasn't the phrase. They were just bowling and protecting the wicket? Ugh. She was already lost. She sat back for just a moment, waiting for Patrick to go before she got started. Then, it was her turn.
Taking the cricket ball in her hands - the YORKER, as she now knew - she took a few deep breaths. More of a throw than a pelt, Adi had said. Alright. She could do this. She took a few steps, increasing in speed and then throwing the yorker as hard as she could at the wicket, hoping it made contact. This time it DID hit it, although not very hard. But at least CONTACT!
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