Lily ducked as James flew around her, then bent over her broom, determined not to let him best her. She sped after Roxanne, leaning to the right and just above James, wondering if she dared try to nudge him. Not entirely regulation, but she'd seen worse in games with her cousins.
She settled for pulling ahead of him and cutting directly across his path, hoping to push him toward Roxanne to catch the Quaffle if he dropped it.