Even as Daisy had been ahead of Henry, she had kept an eye on him just to check if he would catch the ball or not. She had no doubt that he would, but nevertheless she whistled, impressed. That had been so good! Wait, incoming Quaffle! She had no time to react except to treat this Quaffle like an actual Bludger and Daisy barrel rolled her way out of that Quaffle's aim.

Right, that had been too close for comfort. No more admiring Henry's moves.

Her right hand caught the Quaffle thrown at her by the Badger once more and the girl chased after her teammate, red ball tucked safely against her chest. Well, as safely as it could considering that it kept trying to escape, anyway. The broomstick seemed to have found some more speed in itself and the Slytherin zoomed after Henry, trying to steer clear of her classmates' paths but at the same time trying not to lose too much ground to the Hufflepuff. Once she was flying parallelly to Henry, albeit at a distance, she passed him the red ball. There was another Quaffle coming towards her, though, and underneath her goggles, Daisy's eyes sparkled with a glint of something.

OH. Hang on, she had an idea.

"Think fast, Henry!" The girl yelled in his direction, grinning cheekily. And with that, she swatted the incoming Quaffle towards the boy.

Leon grinned at Juno before he headed off around the pitch, quaffles were flying everywhere now, whether due to being hit by other people or bing dodged.

The seventh year was paying close attention to the flying quaffles now and he heard a whooshing sound above him and grinned as one of the enchanted quidditch equipment came flying towards him!

He grinned and rose up on his broom to meet it and then stuck out his arm and

WHACK!!

The quaffle went flying and he smiled as he watched it go through a hoop

Heh, maybe he had a future as a chaser instead of the beater position he usually took.

Just as his ego was staring to inflate another quaffle came flying at him and nearly knocked him off his broom! He managed to duck quickly and avoid it before shaking his head..

So much for his quidditch career.

Juno needed 5 more quaffles. Good thing they were flying literally everywhere right now with everyone wacking and dodging them like crazy. She was pretty close to the goal hoops and was curiously wondering if she could make it from this distance if she wacked a quaffle hard enough.

But she didn't get the chance to try because a quaffle was coming straight for her head again. She quickly ducked out of the way and the ball went off behind her. She hoped it didn't hit anyone else.

Not to long after that another quaffle was coming. This one was at the perfect angle for her to hit it towards the goal. She grinned to herself, waiting for it to get close enough, and as soon as it was in range....

SMACK!

She hit it hard and aimed for the middle hoop. It went into the left hoop. "PFFT!" Exasperated, she shrugged and grinned. At least she got it in!

7/10

Leon kept up his flying and as he was coming around the pitch, clockwise of course. He smiled as he saw Juno smacking a quaffle through the hoops just like he had.

He grinned widely and smiled a bit as he sat on his broom, not paying attention to the TWO quaffles that were heading his way!

He heard a shout from someone that sounded like his sister and he turned his head and his grey eyes went wide!

"MERLIN! " His hands instantly went up and the quaffles bounced off his forearms and he let out a sigh of relief as he let his arms fall..

Whew! That had been close! Let's hope no one else had seen that, yeah?

Juno watched as two quaffles were coming straight at a very distracted Leon, when a familiar voice called out to him, and luckily he smashed them out of the way just in time. She took a deep breath. That was too close.

And here she was not paying attention as well.

She shook her head and looked around her, flying clockwise around the pitch, waiting for another quaffle. Good thing two were coming at her one right after the other.

She smacked the first one out of the way and caught the second one with her bare hand. Good thing these were charmed not to hurt them, or that really would have hurt her hand.

One more quaffle and she was done! Or maybe she'd keep playing...who knows.

9/10

Leon was finally paying attention as he zoomed around the pitch and smiled as he saw a quaffle coming towards him, he instantly smacked it away with his hand, like he was swatting a fly and kept flying..

He was grateful for the charm on the Quaffles, otherwise his hands and arms would be hurting terribly right now. He was used to his beaters bat but his hands worked just fine.

He raced towards another Quaffle and kicked it out of the way while maintaining his balance on the broom before leaning down and diving towards the ground, pulling up quickly so he didn't hit.

The seventh year was only a few feet above the ground when he spotted the last quaffle and hit it with his fist! A pleased smile on his face as he watched it go bouncing away..

Welp.. that was ten! So now it was time to land..

Not to mention he couldn't exactly feel his face.. So there was that.

Duuuuuude! This was going to be amazing! Brent didn't really care what kind of game they were playing. It involved brooms, flying, and quaffles, so that was good enough for him. In no time, the quaffles were released and immediately came after the students.

Wide-eyed, Brent took off in an attempt to catch, swat, or all out avoid the quaffles. One was coming his way, so he decided to focus on it and try to get one out of his ten quaffles out of the way.

The ball looked like it was spinning or curving, though, so it as hard to predict. Brent kept his eyes on it anyway, though, and when it came close enough, he reached out and clasped his arm around it. GOT IT! If he had a free hand, he would have fist-pumped into the air! He didn't, though, and since he wasn't really focusing at the moment, he nearly got hit by a second quaffle. At the last second, he darted sideways and completely dodged that quaffle. UGH. He was getting rusty with all this lack of sports going on.

Juno circled and circled, but for some reason it seemed like all of the quaffles were dodging her and going to other people. She huffed a little, and determinedly tracked quaffles. She would have her last one!

Finally, a ball came into her path. What would she do to this one? It would be a last minute decision. She tracked it, trying to decide where it was going. it wasn't high enough that she needed to dodge it. BUT she could catch it.

Juno patiently waited until it was at exactly the right spot, swooped out with her hand and caught the quaffle. She grinned, tossed the ball and caught it, then let it fly.

She knew she was supposed to come down now. She didn't want to, but she also didn't want to lose points for not following directions. So she zoomed down as fast as she could, landing perfectly next to Leon.

How was that for Quidditch skills?

He should really step up his game. Getting slammed in the head by a quaffle when he'd only just started the game would be a pretty shameful disappointment. He had told people he was all into sports at his old school, and he had been. If he got hit in the head by quaffles a few minutes into the game, nobody would ever believe him.

He set off down the pitch and began circling it once again. He was kind of caught off-guard by a third quaffle, but this time, he was paying closer attention and was able to dodge it by just pointing his broom handle upward and flying off. A quick glance behind him showed a quaffle catching up to him. If he played things right, he could catch it as it tried to pass.

The quaffle edged to the left, so Brent did, too. Then the quaffle edged to the right, so Brent did the same. When it looked like it was coming up beside him, Brent reached his arm out and grasped the quaffle. SCORE!

Henry really was enjoying this challenge, especially with him using it as a way to practice his chaser skills. Catching at a moment's notice while dodging more "bludgers" than usual and having so many people in the air that it was almost like an obstacle course was great for his hand-eye coordination and general multi-tasking. It was good that Quidditch was one place that he could really keep his focus.

He hadn't seen if Daisy had caught the last quaffle he had thrown to her as he was busy trying not to get hit in the face with that last quaffle. And now he was watching for another ball coming his way that he could catch while he wove in and out of his classmates on their brooms. But he caught Daisy out of the corner of his eye as she flew up beside him.

That was an easy pass and he caught it with quickly. And he was about to fly around to pass it back to her when he heard his name. Huh? Oh! His knees gripping his broom, he instinctively reached out with his free arm, narrowly catching that quaffle too as he was nearly knocked off balance and dropping it in the process.

"What am I supposed to do with two?" he asked, laughing, as he regained his balance and threw the initial quaffle to her. But he had to admit that did keep him on his toes. It was just too bad he dropped it because catching two would be a pretty neat trick. "On second thought.. let's try that again.." Could he catch two at a time? Could Daisy catch two at a time?

This was awesome! He'd already caught two quaffles, and since the professor hadn't called time yet, he could still catch plenty more! He made a goal of trying to catch at least seven of the quaffles he encountered. The rest he MIGHT be able to catch, but he at least wanted to avoid getting slammed in the head by any of them.

Brent leaned forward on his broom and rounded the pitch again.

He'd almost made it all the way around again, when he came across a group of quaffles flying together of all things. Cool! This was his chance right here! He headed in that direction with his eyes on the prize...err, prizes in this case. He could only manage snatching up one of them right now. He zoomed up close to the quaffles and snatched one clear out of the air.

SCORE!

If he allowed himself to, he could easily jump right on into a daydream and pretend he was actually on a team, playing a game, and scoring right about now. He released that quaffle and rounded on a second time. He was so much in the zone, that he was able to snatch that one clear out of the air, too.

SIX QUAFFLES!

Hah, was that pass his way of thanking him? He'll take it then, catching the Quaffle as it went to his gut. "That's quite an arm you got." He chuckled about to return it only to have the other Quaffles preventing the exchange. A pity.

The Instructor now had a lot to look out for with the flying students at the moment once the Quaffles were added into the mix. Justin himself had to swat a few away to keep a good view on everyone as he flew up. He was impressed by the teamwork shown with some in an effort to complete the task. Many chose to fight the Quaffles but enough were going for the tactic of avoiding it like bludgers.

Eventually time had to be called as he checked his watch. Sadly, it was the end as he blew his whistle before removing the charm from the Quaffles, making the ones still in the air rain to the ground.

*TWEEEEEET*

Descending down, Justin stopped before addressing everyone."Excellent flying everyone. Unfortunately that's all the time we have today." He announced, "If you borrowed any items you can leave them on the ground on your way out. Class is dismissed."


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OOC: Thanks for coming all, I'll leave the thread a few more hours for those wanting to post departing. =)