There was nothing like the air in your face when you were up on a broom. Chloe was so happy to be flying that anything that was on her mind before was not there now. Taking a few laps to get warmed up she kept her green eyes open for any chance of a snitch. She watched the first years that had come out, proud of them for not being afraid to give it all they could. She had been like that and made it, so it was possible, but they would have to beat her out of the spot and she wasn't going to go down without a fight, seeker was the only spot she ever wanted and it was the only spot she knew really how to play. Yes, she had gone to camps and been forced to play in other spots at a young age, but for a few years now all she had done was seeker on her little league and U17 team.

Catching something out of the corner of her eye she stopped her broom to get a better look and realized it was the reflection of something in the stands, probably someone's watch, but that was okay she was on high alert for a snitch and she would be the one to get it when it come.