Oh Christ! She was halfway across the pitch from the action, but Gus watched in horrified slow-motion as the Hawaiian's bludger hit caught his own chaser and the chaser began to fall. Something was up with these bludgers if they had done nothing and now that, Gus thought, ever more grateful that she hadn't yet been hit. Flinching at the sight of it - but loath for the spectators to think she was any less determined in constitution than her teammates - she pulled herself together enough to keep moving down the pitch.

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