Cassidy was up in the air, flying quickly. She caught and passed the Quaffle like lightning, following the instructions of who would hopefully be her teammates.
As much as Cassidy had tried to avoid team sports in the past, she had to admit that she enjoyed this. It was great fun to be flying around, and what excitement to be avoiding other students and their bats in the process.
Cassidy made a successful throw into the goal, with a cheer from her fellow chasers. She grinned despite herself. The captain ordered anothe go at it, and gave some instructions to his beaters-turned-defense. Cassidy had the Quaffle to begin with this time.
"Just go with what you feel is right, Cassidy!" the captain called. "You're doing very well!"
"Okay!" Cassidy called back. Her broom handle began to vibrate suddenly. She narrowed her eyebrows in confusion, but continued onwards anway, streaking through the air like a bolt of lightning.
Her broom began to buck violently, and she passed the Quaffle to another chaser. She hung on tight to her broom, confused by its strange antics. Thinking quickly, she grabbed for her wand, almost loosing her balance and falling off. She retireved her wand from her pocket, and put a gripping charm on her broom. It resumed its normal state, and Cassidy cast a look over her shoulder.
Andy scowled at her from the stands, and she saw him discreetely pocket his wand with a look of disgust.
Cassidy turned back around and resumed the tryout, successfully dodgeing the beaters, and assisting the score of another successful goal. She smiled, feeling a great exhileration and contentment with her performance.
The Gryffindor team then crowded around their captain, the goal keeper, and Terra to discuss the outcome...
Cassidy waited patiently in the air for the results.