Chapter 2

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I soar through the sky trying so hard to find that golden shimmering ball in the light called the snitch, but it's vey hard to concentrate with everyone screaming. I can't focus and I felt nauseous.

"No!" I told myself, "I'm going to get the snitch and rub it in Vik's face when I do." I smiled to my self motivation.

"There's another goal for the Bulgarians! That make the score it 160 - 10 Bulgarians wining. If the Irish want to win, their Seeker either catches the Snitch now or they shoot more goals." The commentator calls to the crowd, receiving a lot of cheers and boos. 

Focus Sophie, focus.

I see Vik suddenly dive like his life depended in it and I know he's seen the snitch. I rushed after him as fast as my broom could take me, but I notice him slowing down as he got closer to the ground.

He was faking it!

I pulled up, ignoring the screams and cried of the crowd to follow him. All I wanted was for them to be quiet so I could focus on the bloody game. I heard a collective amount of groans when Vik pulled up and saw me smirking at him.

Suddenly, I saw a small glimpse of gold flutter past me and I headed in the direction it was going in. I noticed a figure catching up behind me and instantly knew it was Vik. I sighed angrily and flew faster towards it.

Then I hear screams and cries of the crowd. I turned my head around to see Vik barely on his broom with a bleeding nose. I gasped and stopped following the Snitch and flew to him. He was lowered to the ground and I jumped of my broom and raced towards him.

"Bloody Merlin's beard Vik!" I cried when I reached him, 'Are you trying to get yourself killed? Because if you were I would consider running the opposite direction of me because you will not die on my watch-" I was cut of by a hand covering my mouth. I frowned and looked at Vik, who uncovered his hand from my mouth.

"Stop worry about me I'm fine." he said calmly as his nose continued to pore out blood.

"Vik you need medical attention your nose is going to get out of hand." I say. His smile turned into a frown and he left me to grab his broom. I groaned, he wasn't going to get it now I considered it. That's how competitive we can get.

"Viktor Krum get your arse down here you are getting medical attention whether you like it or not." I yelled at him as he got on his broom and flew into the sky. He signalled for the game to continue. His ego was the size of the stadium.

I grab my broom and flew back into the air circling the field for the snitch. I was flying for a good 5 minutes until I heard the commentator.

"Ohhh, theres another goal for the Irish, 170 - 30. If this keeps going, Bulgaria's gonna win with or without Krum catching the snitch."

I glared at the commentator, irritated at him for insulting my team. I may not be friends with them, but we're apart of a team and I will support them.

Then I saw the snitching and I flew towards it with my hand out. Vik had caught up to me not long after and we were racing neck and neck to get the snitch.

From the corner of my eye I saw Vik starting to stand on his broom so he could reach out further than me. I had then decided I would go beyond anything safe.

I stood on my broom and jumped in the air, clasping the Snitch in my hands. The crowd gasped as I grabbed onto my broom with one hand. I was about the pull myself up back onto my broom when I felt something shatter my hand, causing me to let go and plummet to the floor.

I screamed, praying someone would catch me. For what seemed like I was falling for years, I finally hit the ground with a earth-shattering thud, taking the wind out of me. My vision blurred and my consciousness was fading fast. I stood up and gasps erupted through the crowd. 

I turned around, trying to find Vik and saw him running towards me, shouting. But I couldn't hear what he was saying. I looked at my hand and realised I had caught the snitch.

"I win!" I cheered.

My consciousness had faded and I fell to the ground in a heap.

"It was definitely worth it." I told myself before slipping unconscious.


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I know its different from the actual game but I wanted to add my little twist.

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