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AlwaysSnapesGirl 
Hearing footsteps behind her, Ivy glanced over her shoulder and was relieved to see it was Violet. Thank Merlin it wasn't someone from the other team yet, though it did sound like they weren't far behind. There was something that sounded like a spell (Atlas) being shouted behind her.
Hopefully she and Violet could get to one of those trees to hide behind before they caught up...
...was it just her imagination or did the mud suddenly seem softer? Harder to run in? It quickly felt like the more she tried to move forward, the deeper the mud got, until she was stuck in there all the way up to her knees?
Was this something Team Wizard had done? Crud.
"Violet? You having any trouble?" she asked, wiggling around to try and get her legs out of the soft, sticky mud.
Violet skidded to a halt as she saw
Ivy ahead of her start to sink into the mud. Drat, this was definitely some sort of spell, none of the other ground was soft like that.
"Fall forward on your stomach like you're floating on it, you'll sink if you stand there and struggle," Violet cried, remembering something she'd seen on one of those late-night Muggle movies on the TV at her father's motel.
She looked around for something to pull Ivy out, but the trees were up ahead. And Violet was fairly certain that some of the Wizarding team must be close by--that spongey mud hadn't gotten there by itself. Glancing over her shoulder every once in a while, Violet skirted the edge of the mud, looking for the change in color where it became spongey, and came around to the other size to see if she could reach Ivy's arms with her own and pull her out.