It took two hands to do the job, one to hold the bat and the other for some freedom. His body twisted to his left like a coil as he felt his chest pounding at what he was about to do. Without a moment to spare, Reid's body sprung back to swing the bat against the incoming bludger during his flyby. He felt it collide as he passed, seeing it being sent towards Alan with a grimace on his features. A pang of guilt colored his features as he fondly remembered sharing an orange with the Gryffindor in the hospital wing.
Nonetheless, it was just a pickup game and he hoped he could win his forgiveness in some way afterwards. Yet he was elated to see that the quaffle managed to land in Phaedra's hands and Paracelus managed to counter the bludger. He couldn't help but cheer "Brilliant work!" at the two of them; this was beyond exhilarating. Their team had the quaffle and now it was a matter of keeping an eye on the person who actually had it, she would be public enemy number one. But still, he couldn't help but be proud of their whole group and forget about all the things that tested his temper. It was safe to say, he was actually having fun. The wind howled in his ears as he dipped down to gain some more speed on his way towards the gathering.
It was hellishly tiring to try and chase after the bludger, he realized he would never be able to stay still. As he got closer to Phaedra and the rest, the Hufflepuff drew his bat at the sight of the incoming bludger. It made the weirdest noise and he didn't understand why, but it gave him enough reason to look out for it. Reid didn't have time to figure who to choose to send it to, time was of the essence. He might as well make the saying 'what goes around, comes around' a literal truth; the Hufflepuff let a swing fly towards the iron beast in the direction of the owner that dipped.
Action: Protect Phaedra Stavrou from Ami Procoppio's bludger, No Movement, Counterstrike bludger back to Ami Procoppio
sic parvis magna.
> STA. 6, EV. 8, STR. 14, WIS. 6, AP. 4, ACC. 7
> ABL: OS, TMC