Keeping her distance from all the weird people struggling to figure out what was going on, Louisa decided to do something productive.. and in this case, it meant GETTING RID OF BROOMSTICKS. She was planning that the whole time her broom was acting stupid and getting bumped and all that, now it seemed very tempting to do so.

The thirteen year old went over to her laid down broom and grabbed it, dragging it VERY disrespectfully to the three piles on one side of the Stadium. Louisa threw it in the undamaged pile for its shape was almost perfect.. except for a few pulled out hairs from the back which probably wasn't a damage- her muggle mom never threw a broomstick away when her brother plucked some out! She did want to get rid of it though, it was taking halts in the air without the permission of the rider, it headed down to the ground too when the person never asked for it. Stirring it to directions was a bit hard too.. or maybe it was something to do with her hugging the broom and closing her eyes at the end- that was never good for directing a broom.

Meh. The Ravenclaw took one last glance and her broom and started walking out of the Stadium looking at the weird people in sympathy on her way out. She wasn't going to risk getting near ANY of them before the nurse or the Headmaster saw them first and declared that they were completely sane and un-piraty. That was for sure.