She could do this. 

She didn't want to do it, but she could do it. 

She could win with out Shane. 

She needed Shane. She relied on Shane. She loved Shane. But she could make this happen. They were only seventy points behind. She may have only been a third year, and this may have been her first year playing quidditch, but she was going to do this. Because between her and Max… she was pretty sure Shane would have left her in charge. 

She and Max were going to kick some serious Gryffindor ass. Sure, they couldn't get a head. Sure, she and Max had less experience on the quidditch team than the Gryffindor chasers. But T.J. knew that she was personally worth like five of the Gryffindor chaser girl, and Max could do a handstand and a standing backflip so he pretty much rocked too. 

They could do this. They could pull this off. During the time out, she pulled her blonde hair up higher and pressed her lucky headband back on her head. "Okay, Max. You're going to have to keep up with me." Because T.J. was very good at being very fast. And she was going to win by using her strengths, and not resort to petty revenge. Regardless of which of her brothers the Gryffindors took out. 

But if something horrible happened to Watkins or Hall, T.J. would hardly care.