Poorly at first, as expected

Hermione still hadn't quite gotten the hang of flying, and it certainly didn't help that the pitch was still dark.

Daphne made goal after goal, taunting Hermione. "Maybe you'd be better at blocking if your tits were bigger to block the quaffle!"

Her face burning, Hermione kept flying to where Daphne was instead of where she was going to be.

Hermione would have to remember to apologize to Ron for not taking the role of a keeper as seriously.

As Hermione heard Daphne tease again, "Granger, think we should give you another hair-loss jinx? I think I still see a few on your arse!", but Hermione noticed something. She suddenly swooped in front of the left goalpost and, to her astonishment, the quaffle hit her right in the thigh, making it fall towards the ground!

"Looks like someone got some luck!" Daphne exclaimed as she flew below, grabbing the quaffle before it hit the ground. As she ascended, she yelled out. "Funny, I thought it was starting to rain when I was under Hermione!"

Hermione flushed as she heard the other Slytherins howl with laughter. But she kept her ears open. "So you think you can keep this up, slut?!" Daphne called. She had played right as Hermione wanted her to. Hermione effortlessly slid to the right goalpost, blocking the quaffle with the tail of her broom!

"Daph!" Millicent shouted. "Shut up and don't let her win!"

"Fine! Fine..."

This wasn't as good. Daphne was now playing without giving away her position and the other two Slytherins were still catcalling... Daphne made goal after goal, Hermione doing as badly as she had done at the start of this round. Then... Hermione's ears picked up on it.

The swooshing sound her Nimbus made every time she moved! She closed her eyes to focus and...

She went straight up as fast as she could in front of the center goalpost, the broomstick being the only thing keeping the quaffle from hitting her in the pussy!

She heard boos of disapproval from Millicent. Pansy was oddly quiet.

"Alright, Granger..." Daphne conceded. "You've won round one. Now you have to try to get the quaffle past me!"

Hermione looked at the clock again. 11:32. It had only been just over an hour! If she paced herself, she might just be able to make it!