James walked out the locker room and got onto his broom. Then he was soaring in the air. Man, he thought, he loved this feeling. He flyed a little then got straightened out to start the practice with two people.

Danielle mounted her broom, then kicked opff as hard as she could. she shot up like a rocket, then pushed down and leveled out.

"I'll race you!" she shouted at James.

"Okay," James shouted out to Danielle. He loved to race. "Where to?" James shouted again.

Danielle flew over to a goalpost and stopped.

"two laps around the stadium, starting from this goal post." she replied, waiting for James to join her.

"where did michelle go?" danielle asked, suddenly realizing Mish wasnt there.

James followed Danielle, and thought the same thing. Where had she gone? Hopefully she was going to join them.

"Ready?" James asked.

Danielle nodded, leaning forward on her broom.

"Set."Danielle said, tightening her grip on the broom stick. she waited for James to say go, so she could shoot forward.

"Go!" James shouted.

Danielle and him both shot off like a bullet. He just kept with Danielle, until the turn where he sped off, closely followed by Danielle.

Danielle urged her broom to speed up as James passed her. she was not going to let him win. sometimes it scared her how competitive she could be.

Danielle leaned forward and tightened her grip, making her broom go as fast as possible. she was only a five feet away from James now.

Four feet.

Three feet.

Two feet.

"Come on, a little faster, we're right on him." Danielle muttered. she was now only a foot away from James.

Michelle ambled out onto the quidditch field, broom in hand, and spotted her teem mates racing around the pitch. “Come on Danielle!” She cheered for her friend as she slung a leg over her broom and came to hover mid-air. “You’ve nearly got him.”

James turned back and saw that Danielle was about a foot away from him. He finished the second straight away, and went onto the second turn. He did the same move again, getting an even bigger lead. Come on, James thought, Come on.

Clara hurried down to the locker rooms. She was late for practice, and her cousin, who just happened to be the captain, was going to freak. She changed quickly and rushed out to the field. She breathed a sigh of relief as she saw her cousin and her sister in the middle of a race. That would probably have distracted James. "Go Danielle!" Clara cheered with a laugh.

Danielle grinned at the sound of Michelle and Clara cheering for her. She sped up even more and shot past James. If she could just keep this lead for one more turn she would win.

"Come on, we can do it, a little faster." she muttered to her broom, speeding up a bit more.

Danielle glanced behind her, James was only a foot away. she needed to get farther from him so he wouldnt pass her at the last moment.

Why doesn't anyone cheer for me, James thought. Danielle was getting closer. She can't pass me, he thought.