A rather transparent look of relief briefly crossed Adrienne's face before she remembered to hide it. Trying to disguise it with a smile, Adrienne laughed. "You nearly had me there." she said, raising a quizzical brow before looking down at the game. Mr. Lestrange's ball had nearly almost gone through the first hoop. Adrienne took a swing of her own.

"Although I wouldn't begrudge you a slower activity to counter your Quidditch playing." Her first blue ball hit Mr. Lestrange's own through the first arch. She stood back to let him go. "Frankly I prefer archery over croquet but alas I don't think my bow and arrow would do much good here unless our equipment suddenly decided to fly off."

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