Priya watched the game closely, noting he bludgers, noting the hit on Snow's broom, noting the quaffle changing possession quickly and efficiently. She had to hand it to England, they were good at stealing. The quaffle that is, nothing else. An innocent country, England was.

The keeper's jaw set and she raised herself on her broom, appearing as large as she could and ready to swerve, dive, leap, kick, whatever it took to stop the oncoming attack whenever the English chasers would try for a shot. Was Deep on this? A nicely placed bludger aimed at these chasers would do a whole of good, make them lose possession.