Perfect timing. Renee expertly took the Quaffle from Lamberto, grinning all the while. Their teamwork was impeccable, she had to admit.
Taking off down the pitch, Renee kept an eye out for any sign of opposition — or, preferably, one of her teammates. She would be a target now that she had the ball, and she didn’t particularly want to get hit with a bludger, after all. She’d been lucky so far.
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