Elise was almost bouncing on her broom, watching Aidan gain on the snitch until Milton decided to BANG right into him. Great. Thanks, Peacock. Groaning, Elise began her descent and quite nearly made a large crash. Actually, she deserved a large crash. She was soooo stupid not to judge the force with which she thwacked the bludger. It was her fault that they had lost because she had bumphed and she had caused that penalty that resulted in point loss.

Elise's eyes began to water as she choked back a sob and simply stumbling off her broom and into a crumpled heap on the snowy ground. Hugging her knees, Elise's eyes continued to water and the tears ran cold down her cheeks. "It's all my fault," she choked between sobs. It was. Aidan and Mo and Bee and Milton had all done so brilliantly and she'd failed them. They'd have won if it wasn't for that penalty.

They would have won.

Totally oblivious to the Slytherins doing their victory dances, Elise sobbed. Five points, that was all, but those five points were her fault. No, she wasn't okay yet. She was still ignoring the world around her. She was as frozen as the snow around her.

Some mature fifth year she was.