Rian zoomed (slowly, of course. This girl was still afraid of brooms and/or heights!) around the pitch, searching for a ball. She wasn't going to get yelled at by Mr. Quidditch Dude again.

Frowning and shaking her head, she dove into the thick of the dodge balling. "Aha!" she exclaimed, catching a ball that fell from above her. She looked around herself quickly, finding the closest Gryffinpuff. Of course, that was Cale. I've tried once, maybe two's lucky, she thought as she chucked the ball toward his shoulder.

"Ah!" she screamed, hearing her voice. "I'm not talking!" she yelled, thinking it had been Vindictus that yelled at her. Her face drained of color when she realized she'd just yelled at a teacher, and she hoped he didn't hear, because it had actually been Jenn to call her name.

Ooh, if she got in trouble, Jenn would pay. Rian would steal her pumpkin pasties, or something.