Sunday was surprised that Papa had said she could try out for the Quidditch team. She figured she might as well try since she had permission. Standing in the quidditch pitch, she felt about 6 inches tall. The stands were massive! Every time she insisted on not being impressed by the castle, she would turn around and her jaw would pop open. By this time she figured she should at least be used to it!

When it became her turn, she gripped the beater's club in her hand and kicked off the ground, jaw set as she was determined to do the best she could. And she did do the best she could! However, it was really up to the captain to determine if her efforts were good enough...