The moment Sarah was righted, William fell over. Lindsay groaned. When everyone was righted, the game began.
“Evan, what do you think is wrong with them?” Lindsay shouted as she and Evan raced down the pitch.
“I dunno,” he cried back. “Coming up!”
Lindsay nodded, swerved to the left, and easily caught the Quaffle. “Are they sick?”
“No, it’d probably be contagious, so we’d be sick too.”
“True. Rainbow it!” She and Evan swerved up and down the pitch, easily passing the Quaffle back and forth until they were near Slytherin’s hoops.
“What could it be, Evan?” Lindsay asked desperately.