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There were already two beaters. Fletcher and James. Cameron pouted.
"No fair. Steal my position, Wilkes!" But there was a spare bat. a SPARE bat. Which meant she could USE said bat and just play for funzorz. Right? It wasn't like this was all that serious. They were trying to figure out ancient quidditch for a START.
Clambering onto a broom, she frowned. She hadn't riden in hella long. It almost seemed weird without Oliver here. Why wasn't he at this lesson? Trixie wasn't here either. The redhead gulped down any paranoid delusional situations that attempted to rise. It wasn't true. Right?
She kicked off harder than intended and soared into the sky.
"Right. So let's pay some dirty Quidditch." Which was pretty much ancient Quidditch anyway. It was modern day quidditch sans morals.
Jimmy grinned. "You know there are other ways to work out your frustrations." Like ROCKS! HUZZAH! Jimmy leaned out and used his momentum to put some power into his swing, the bat hit the rock with a resounding THWACK! and it flew off in another direction. He wasn't quite aiming at people yet. Juuuust warming up.
He grinned at the others that had chosen to play beater.
"Everything's better when you play dirty." He called over his shoulder at Cam, clearly enjoying himself already.
ROCK!