Y/n= Your name
Y/o/n= Your owl's name
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Y/n's POV:
I walked with the twins towards the Quidditch pitch but had to split ways because they had to prepare for the game.
"Not even a bit of luck?" I heard Fred asked while I walked away. I turned around while grinning.
"You need bats not luck." I said pointing at the bats they're holding still walking backwards. They both burst into laughter before going inside the tent.
I went up and saw Hagrid amongst the crowds. Not a bad thing to see someone this big once in a while. It's easy to find the three with him around.
"Hello Hagrid." I greeted.
"Ey, Y/n. How have you been?" He asked.
"Never better." I replied as I accepted the binoculars that Hermione passed to me.
I watched as the Gryffindor made their ways to winning the game. I gasped after seeing Oliver fall down by the goals. He was creepy but I did not think of him ill. Everything went by so fast. I was having the best time and can't stop myself from imagining how way more fun it would've been if Dad was here with me.
"What's going on with Harry's broomstick?" I asked while looking up. That's odd. My Dad never mentioned anything about broomsticks going rogue during the match.
Hermione went close to me and Ron, "It's Snape! He's jinxing the broom." she whispered. I felt the same ache I felt when Hermione was in danger, only this time I was worried for Harry.
"Jinxing the broom?" Ron asked while looking up. "What'd we do?"
"Leave it to me." Hermione replied. Before she could leave, I pulled her arm back to me.
"Be careful." I said with great emphasis. She smiled at me and walked away.
Harry fell from his broomstick. Fortunately, he gripped the broomstick with his right hand for his dear life, "Come on Hermione. I'm depending on you." I said under my breath while enduring the ache.
I saw some commotion in professor Snape's side and then transferred my gaze to Harry. He began regaining control of the broomstick once again. He got on his broom where all of us cheered. He went closer to Slytherin's seeker who was trying to catch the snitch.
Everybody gasped when Harry almost hit the ground. He stood on his broomstick that made me feel excited and worried at the same time. I bet Dad never saw something like this before. We saw Harry fall off his broom.
"Looks like he's gonna be sick!" Hagrid exclaimed, I pulled the binos from him aggressively and looked at Harry. Harry spit out a golden ball, revealing the snitch on his hand.
"He's got the snitch!" The announcer exclaimed. "Harry Potter receives 150 points for catching the Snitch." he continued.
We all heard Hooch whistled while flying on the distance, "Gryffindor wins!" she exclaimed.
Every Gryffindor cheered. Seamus who was beside me shook my arms that I completely ignored as I was cheering myself. Every player circled around Harry while riding their broomsticks. I saw the twins hit their bats together while waving at me. My heart filled with glee. I waved back at them.
"Go, go Gryffindor! Go, go Gryffindor!" We all chanted in unison.
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