Sara flew back towards the quaffles and caught another easily. In the meantime, she was getting pelted with marshmallows and covered in cream, making her broom a little heavier then before. Struggling a little with the broom, she managed to reach the goalposts with a sigh of relief. "This is going to be harder each time" She thought to herself as she has use a little more force to maintain altitude.

She threw the quaffle at the center hoop, hoping her bad aim would let it go through the right hoop. No such luck this time and it sailed through in between the right and center hoop. She sighed and flew back try another again. She made through all the mess, but she was starting to pant now, as her broom was getting heavier by being covered in cream. She threw the quaffle at the right hoop and watched wide eyes and it made it through. This time in the correct one. "YES!" She exclaimed. "Another down! Woohoo!" She flew her struggling broom back for what would hopefully be her last try.