Lachlan smiled to himself as the quaffle went flying out of the Moroccan chaser's arms and into his team-mate's. He watched as Bixby flew by with the quaffle, determined to be around if a bludger—or another chaser—came hurdling in his team-mate's direction.
(C4 --> D4)
![](https://i.imgur.com/c2DNfZL.png)
— way too attractive set by mj <3 —