Now having to keep her attention forward, she eyed the rest of the barrels before looping around the first, and finally flying straight through, making it a mission to get through the rest of these barrels in twenty seconds or less.

The first few passes through the barrels were fine. Enough to fill her confidence and lower her distraction from the FIRE! *spazz*

However, as she pushed the broom to fly faster, the sudden quick turns she had to make were starting to become harder to make. Zig zagging around a few times to make it through a few more, she leaned closer to the broom, wincing since the quaffle was still there. Yes, we KNOW you're there! Stop hurting. Darnit.

Finally...FINALLY though...the end was near! And she failed in her mind since she forgot to count twenty seconds so she had no clue if she made her time or not. Whatever though. Evelyn FLEW through the last flaming barrel and came to a hover above the course, leaning back and giving a HUGE sigh of relief.

Good Merlin she hated this quaffle now. Holding it up, she scowled at it before glancing around, rubbing her stomach to try and ease the ache away. It was official. If that was some look into the future...she was never having kids. EVER.