Snakes bite

„That side of you suits you."

Sorry for being gone so long !

I had lost motivation and I had other things do deal with.

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I prepared for the day ahead, the necklace Sebastian had given me resting delicately against my skin, a constant reminder of him.

As my thoughts were consumed by him, I was reminded that today was a big day for him. I knew he had practice in the morning and that the match would take place later in the evening so that gave me time to do my own thing, do my homework or maybe even catch up with Poppy. After all I didnt want to distract him while he practises, or Imelda would bark at him for being sloppy.

The crisp December air carried the familiar buzz of excitement as the Quidditch match between Ravenclaw and Slytherin was about to begin. I found myself nestled in the stands, surrounded by fellow Slytherin supporters, my eyes eagerly scanning the pitch below.

Beside me, Ominis and Poppy sat, their anticipation palpable despite Ominis' inability to see. As Ominis and I grew closer, it had become my duty to narrate the match to him, allowing him to experience the thrill of the game through my words while Poppy silently watched the match rooting for our house.

"Ominis, the teams are taking their positions," I began, my voice filled with enthusiasm. "Imelda is soaring high as our Seeker, her eyes searching for the elusive Golden Snitch. Narida and Harriet are ready to wield their Beater's bats, guarding our team against any bludger attacks."

Ominis leaned forward, his head tilting slightly as he listened intently. "Ah, the rhythm of the game. It is a symphony of strategy and athleticism."

I couldn't help but chuckle at Ominis' poetic observation. "Indeed, Ominis. And there they go! The Quaffle has been released, and Sebastian, Castor, and Garmon, our skilled Chasers, are zooming towards Ravenclaw's goalposts. Their coordination is impeccable."

As I continued to describe the game to Ominis, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and admiration for Sebastian. He maneuvered through the air with grace and agility, seamlessly passing the Quaffle to his teammates, and occasionally taking daring shots at the hoops.

"Sebastian is truly a force to be reckoned with," Ominis commented, his voice filled with admiration. "His talent is matched only by his unwavering determination."

I nodded in agreement, my heart swelling with affection for Sebastian. "You're right, Ominis. Afterall, he has been practicing tirelessly for this match."

The game continued, both teams displaying impressive skills and strategies. Slytherin's Keeper, Duke, valiantly defended their goalposts, blocking Ravenclaw's attempts to score. The Beaters, Narida and Harriet, expertly swatted away the bludgers, keeping their teammates safe.

Suddenly, a collective gasp echoed through the stands as Imelda dived sharply, her eyes locked on a glint of gold. "The Snitch!" I exclaimed, excitement bubbling in my voice. "Imelda has spotted the Snitch!"

Ominis leaned forward, his anticipation reaching a crescendo. "Tell me, Y/n, describe every twist and turn as Imelda chases the Snitch."

As I narrated the thrilling pursuit, my voice rising and falling with the intensity of the chase, I couldn't help but feel a wave of exhilaration wash over me. The atmosphere was electric, and the entire stadium seemed to hold its breath.