Try harder this time

"Wonderful!" Alice said with a big grin to his response. This would be the perfect way for her the practice. She took the quaffle in her hand and shuffled it around a bit, just to make sure that she was warmed up. Looking up, she saw that Isaac was already on his position in front of the three goal posts, which meant that he was ready to start. Alice held onto the quaffle tightly and flew at him with speed.

Flying around the goal posts, she started looking for her best change to score. Isaac was flying around them and as she noticed he was rather fast, managing to cover all three goals quite efficiently. This made scoring a bit more difficult for Alice but she was patient. She finally decided on the third goal as Isaac was moving away from it but she twisted her hand to seem as if she was actually throwing it at the first. A small trick she learned from the 7th year Chaser on the team, who of course had the most experience in the game.

(Sorry for the God mode!)

Isaac didn’t get mad when Alice scored on him. He took it in ease. Missing was alright, it wasn’t like he had been practicing lately. “Good shoot, tricky move,” he said with a smile. He wasn’t use to playing with girls since most of the Durmstrang girls didn’t play Quidditch because the boys got so rough. It was quite a conflict for him since he was taught to be polite and proper to girls but yet he was taught to be competitive when it came to Quidditch.

“I’m not used to playing with a girl. My parents don’t let my sister play and most girls in Durmstrang don’t play since the boys play so rough at Durmstrang. I think my first game I was kicked from my broom and I broke my leg and a few ribs, I was only twelve at the time,” said Isaac.

"Thanks, a chaser on the team taught me how to do that. It's quite a useful trick" said Alice with a grin, quite proud of how far she came. Who knew that she could ever be actually good at Quidditch. Her childhood experience certainly didn't suggested that. Guess all of her hard work and training had finally paid off. Although of course she still had a long way to go and a lot of things to improve. "My family aren't very keen on me playing. I've almost killed myself flying when I was a child. Several times. So it's hard for them to trust me that I won't do the same right now" she said with a laugh. Perhaps when her family sees her finally play, they would change their minds.

"Oh?" she asked curiously. Being so used to having girls on the team, it would be strange to see just boys on the field. Sure some of them were quite rough, but Alice compensated her tiny frame with speed. Some of the girls were equally rough though, so it wasn't just a guy thing here. "Then I guess it's quite strange for you playing with me. Guys are quite rough here as well, but some girls play even harder. So it evens out well. But I don't want you to go easy on me. Trust me, I had my share of bruises from Quidditch and I survived. So don't worry about me I'm tough enough" Alice said with a smile.

“If I got in a broom accident my parents shoved me back onto my broom even if I broke a bone. My family would be a bit strange here I suppose but that attitude is common in Russia,” said Isaac. He didn’t really think about it too much. He was trying to talk and focus at the same time.

“It’s a bit strange. We’ve been taught since we were little kids that boys play sports and girls cheer them on. It also has a lot to do with how parents raise boys to play Quidditch to parents over there having a son on the Quidditch team is a high honour and every family that has a son wants,” said Isaac. He knew how twisted Russia sounded but it was true. Maybe the country was a bit twisted on its traditions. He didn’t really know there was any other way of living until he moved here