Avalon whipped her head around at the clatter as the dummies collided. Yes! Her move had worked! But as quickly as they had crashed, the dummies had recovered and were racing toward her again. Goodness, these things didn't give up! But at least she wasn't battling a bludger - yet. She tightened her grip on her broom and dipped downward, speeding toward the opposite end of the pitch. Her eyes narrowed as she caught a glint of gold. Two other girls seemed to notice it at the same time, and before long, all three of them were racing toward it - dummies still in tow. Avalon knew she was the underdog in this situation, being only a first year. But she was determined to show her classmates that she was at least capable. She just had to outfly those dummies and make that grab. The snitch was unpredictable, though. It had a mind of its own. As soon as the snitch was in grabbing distance, Avalon outstretched her arm, flexing her fingers in preparation.