Drabble 30: #13 Quidditch The REAL Sorting Hat: "Ravenclaw!" This monkey is bananas.
Flying high, Viktor smiled for the first time since he had said goodbye to Hermione. The wind rushed against his face as he soared past the empty stands, imagining the crowd shouting his name as he caught the Snitch.
"Viktor!"
The crowd roared as he went for a victory lap, snitch tightly in his hand.
"Viktor!"
He flew down with a sense of excitement and watched his Quidditch teammates surrounding him.
"VIKTOR! Dinner time."
He snapped back to attention, almost falling off his broom. Standing in the middle of the empty field was his mother watching him, holding her apron.
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