Peeping out between her fingers, Wesley watched as the match proceed, obviously flinching after every close call, and especially after Jake just narrowly, narrowly missed the Snitch. So close!
And now - now the bludger was chasing this boy (Wesley couldn't clearly identify who it was, but she was 99.9% sure it was a boy). It was tailing him - it was going to hit - oh, no it wasn't, it was swerving away, it was heading for -
She dropped her hands from her frightened face, leaning forward to yell, [ B]"Melanie watch-!"[/B]
Out. Bam. Just like that, it hit, and oh, oh, she was going to - she was going to - oh, wait - she was hanging on, dangling, oh!
Panicked by what she believed would be the end result, the sixth year automatically reached for the closest spectator -
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Decked out in all his fancy Hufflepuff gear, Alex headed down to the stands, tiny little Hufflepuff flag in hand. It was so exciting that they were in the Championship! Granted, they were down by one snitch right now, but their seeker was FAST. There was still time to pull out a win!
"Come on Hufflepuff! Let's gooooooo!" he exclaimed, jumping up and down and waving his banner wildly in his hand. He was so glad that this was the first Quidditch match he'd chosen to attend. They just had to win! They just HAD to! He had to rub it in Sierra's face that he was in the WINNING house!
- as if he were a life-preserver that could save them all.
"She's going to falllll!!!" the brunette wailed, clamping one hand back over her face to hide her eyes and keeping the other firmly gripped on the random-spectator's sleeve.