It all happened so fast.

Nyx felt the snitch in her hand.

The whistle blew.

They were declared victorious.

Eyes wide, Nyx looked down in her hand to make sure she wasn't hallucinating. Nope, it was there. The little snitch had stopped fluttering it's wings, relaxing contently in her outstretched palm. The roar of the crowd as they were declared the winners of the cup hit her ears like a tsunami, and she found herself breaking out in a grin.

"YES! WE DID IT!" she exclaimed, pumping her fist with the air with the snitch still in her grasp.