The cheers, the wind, the thrill. On his broom, soaring through the stadium, he was in a dream. The cool, crisp wind in his face, blowing his hair in all directions. The stadium was packed, seat to seat, row to row, with people, excited and anticipating a good game. Others were flying around the stadium, some in a fiery scarlet robe, others in dark emerald. The young boy, though, was only looking for one thing. Then, he saw it. for a split second, a small, golden ball was visible. It quickly zipped away, but that small glance was all he needed.
The pressure was on. Back to back, neck to neck, a race for the SNitch that would end and win the game. A dive, a twist, several loops around, and the golden ball was so close to his fingertips. His opponent rushed towards him, but it was too late. The cheers of victory drowned out the groans of disappointment. The Snitch was in the hands of the Seeker in scarlet. They have won.
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I am a Harry Potter fan and you can fIgHt mE otherwise.
I kinda want MatPat (Game Theory/Film Theory) to do a theory on the BU. That would be very interesting...
Could someone kinda try to convince him to do it or something? ('Cause this girl don't got them social media platforms... ;( )
Wow, I am a sad person lol...
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The Rosebook ; random/misc
Fantasy(ONGOING, RARE, SPONTANEOUS UPDATES) Short stories, mini fanfics, poems, and more! My little journal of random things.
