Ben had been sure Crabbe was about to take the hit, but at the last second he managed to get his bat between the incoming ball and himself. From this vantage point Ben couldn't be sure if he had actually aimed it or just tried to deflect, but the young Mr. Pettigrew was flying close enough to be in the line of fire regardless.

Another bludger soared towards Mr. Mohr, but he rolled elegantly away from it and left it sailing past him. Mohr came from a Quidditch-y kind of family, didn't he? Ben couldn't remember exactly, but he knew the boy played on the house team so he wasn't surprised he flew well. Why hadn't the Quidditch club made him one of the Gryffindor beaters for this skirmish? Maybe then they wouldn't still be stuck at zero points. Probably the goal had been to spread out opportunities to students who didn't usually get them, and generally speaking Ben was in favor of that, but... zero was a little embarrassing.

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