Tues, 3 Aug 2005 - Puddlemere Pitch and then ? There wasn't anything like a practice session that took nearly everything you had, Al thought. The Quaffle soared through the hoop and she gave a delighted shout and headed for the ground.
"I say we're done now. Can't we be done?" She gave Oliver a pleading look but it quickly turned to a grin. "Or do I have to destroy your defenses again?" She'd do it if she had to, but right now a shower sounded better.