HE WAS SO CLOSE. Yet soooo far.

No matter how hard he tried, he just could not grab the last one. Maybe all the rocks to the head had sent his vision in a tizzy, or maybe the last remaining rocks were jinxed to fly AWAY from him? If either of those predictions were true, there would be one angry Theodore.

After clawing both hands into the air at flying rocks, and FAILING, Theodore threw an airborne strop, if that were even possible.

Yep, he just sat there, arms folded, and pouting.

But then it dawned on him, if people who had already caught their 24 were down there watching him now, he'd look a bit like a tool. So what a perfect way to show off his seekering skills. His first SEEKER MOMENT, since he was a chaser and probably wouldn't ever get a seeker moment. The second year leaned forwards and sped off across the pitch, lowering himself a bit more this time. Perhaps they were hiding down here?

He was soon following one, but it was going FAST, so he needed to go FASTER. However, obviously, he went too fast and soon lost complete control over his broomstick. Thankfully, he managed to keep a lid on things.

It wasn't that bad. When you think of it, Theo WAS still a second year with little broomstick experience.

*sigh* He wanted those rocks, though....