Hermione gave a single nod and, without giving her body time to start worrying, launched herself towards the hoops. She used all her concentration to move forward with some speed, but always feeling confident. Confident that she would not fall into the void. She was surprised at how pleasant the feeling of the wind hitting her face was. At the feeling of emptiness in her stomach. Of adrenaline. She had to slow down when she reached the hoops, so that she could balance better, but she circled around them without stopping and then continued her ride to where Malfoy was waiting for her.