Taking one last good look around the pitch, Anna hoisted her broom into the air and headed off towards the castle. Wow. What a game. It'd been so close, too. Ha. Yeah, right. She glanced ahead and saw Fritzera running like a six-year-old towards the locker room. "Jack Fritzera! I'd head elsewhere if I were you. This flood tends to travel...and quickly, too!" she called out to him. Shaking her head at the events of the day, Anna left the pitch.

Sarah's feets where cold. "Where all going to die." She screamed as her feet started to get colder, she shivered as it affected her feet. "Where doomed." She screamed as she just stood there scared to move. She knew the best thing to do would be get on her broom but she was just too scared.

"Evacuuuuuateeeeeeee!!!" yes, that sounded like an extremely good thing to do right now. "Save yourselveeees!!!" Miranda was planning on letting go of everything and just run. Get the quaffle out of there, but looking around her teammates, Miranda knew they all had to go together. "Nooo one get's left behiiiiiiiiind!" she screamed as she was about to drop her broom. No wait, fly! FLYYYY!!!

Looking down, she stepped back as if trying to get a way from the water and toppled over the body of the firstie Cyrus. Aaah! Miranda looked up to Emalyn's face. Oh...Hello Ema... she said with a confused smile. As the water was beginning to chill her, Miranda quickly stood up "Oh, Cy! Emaly are you ok!?"

CY! OMG!

"Here, Miranda, take my broom and bat..I'm going to take Cy away from here" with a spell of course, she wouldn't be carrying out a boy in her arms, not Cy Andrus, of course...

And, with a flick of her wand, the boy was being lifted in mid-air..."He'll be fine, Emalyn...NOW, ALL HUFFIES OUT! Or you don't get a chance in Championship" well, clearly that out to make them move.

"Back to the Castle...EVERYONE" and she eyed the ones who wouldn't move.

Without further notice, she grabbed Jake by his shoulder and lead both Cy (obvious, since he was floating next to her) and Jake out of the Pitch. And she was....OUT.

Emalyn nodded hurriedly. "Yes yes I'm fine, are you? Do you think he's o-okay?" her teeth chattered a bit as she continued to tug on Cy's robes. She shook her head as the snow began to stick to her hair. "We need to at least flip him over," she breathed, now standing halfway up and tugging.

Almost hyperventilating now, Miranda looked up and saw Kaika approaching. She nodded furiously at her Captain's instructions and took the bat and broom Ohmygosh my captains broomstick! This is like...a legendary broom- Focus! Water, eeevil water that want's to eat you! "Y-yes!" Miranda said shaking. It was very cold now.

"Good good..." Miranda tried to smile at Ema, happy she was allright. "I-I think w-we shhhhh-ould get out of hERE!" she started to tug on Ema's arm, "C'mon!" Miranda looked around, noticin that everyone was allright and on their way out and mounted her broom as best she could with all the things she was holding.

And off she was into the sky, her robes freezing to ice, looking back to make sure her teammate's were coming too.

Sarah saw that everyone else was getting out of the pitch and so she decided that maybe it would be the best thing to do. She grabbed her broom and flew into the air, she flew over the stands shouting. "Were all doomed." She headed towards the castle.

Vindictus stood there and watched everything happening around him. But it was odd. He was too calm. His grass was being drowned. Students were in a frenzied state of panic. And he stood there in ankle-deep water watching it all happen. Yes, the Flying Professor was in a state of shock.

Emalyn nodded, retrieving her broom and swinging her leg over it (her sodden, cold robes making it a bit difficult). She hovered a bit, making sure everyone was on their way, and followed after Miranda while brushing her ice-cold hair out of her eyes. Her eyes swept the flooding pitch as she wove her way into the air.

The bristles of her broom were wet and freezing a bit, but Ema urged it to go on. It seemed that everything would be flooding before long...maybe they would all be restricted to the upper levels of Hogwarts sooner or later. She ripped these thoughts from her mind, reminding herself that she would be in her own common room soon enough. She leaned forward and she felt her broom picking up speed. She kept her eyes on Miranda through the thick snow.

And she gone, too.

Vindictus watched as the last of the athletes left the Pitch and he, too, followed. It was unusually quiet but quite fitting for what just occurred.

SQUISH! SQUISH! SQUISH!

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SQUISH! SQUISH! SQUISH!

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SQUISH! SQUISH! SQUISH!

He gave one last look at his precious grass. Drowned! Ruined! And the snow continued to fall as he locked the stadium gates.