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As the Quidditch team walk out of the locker room, I wave at Fred and George and they wave back and I see Harry smile slightly. I then see Oliver and Marcus Flint, the captain of the Slytherin team, shake hands. I smile as they all mount their brooms and fly into the air and the balls are released. "And the Quaffle is taken immediately by Angelina Johnson of Gryffindor – what an excellent Chaser that girl is, and rather attractive too –"
"JORDAN!" Professor McGonagall cuts Lee off.
"Sorry, Professor."
Lee Jordan, one of my best friends, other than Angelina, Fred and George, is doing the commentary for the match and closely watched by Professor McGonagall in case he does anything. "And she's really belting along up there, a neat pass to Alicia Spinnet, a good find of Oliver Wood's, last year only a reserve – back to Johnson and – no, the Slytherins have taken the Quaffle, Slytherin Captain Marcus Flint gains the Quaffle and off he goes – Flint flying like an eagle up there – he's going to sc- no, stopped by an excellent move by the Gryffindor Keeper Wood and the Gryffindors take the Quaffle – that's Chaser Katie Bell of Gryffindor there, nice dive around Flint, off up the field and – OUCH – that must have hurt, hit in the back of the head by a Bludger – Quaffle taken by the Slytherins – that's Adrian Pucey speeding off towards the goalpost, but he's blocked by a second Bludger – sent his way by Fred or George Weasley, can't tell which – nice play by the Gryffindor Beater, anyway, and back to Johnson back in possession of the Quaffle, a clear field ahead and off she goes – she's really flying – dodges a speeding Bludger – the goalposts are ahead – come on, now, Angelina – Keeper Bletchley dives – misses – GRYFFINDOR SCORE!"
The cheers of Gryffindor fills the cold air, with howls and moans from the Slytherins. "Budge up there, move along," I hear Hagrid.
I look to the side and see Hagrid walking over to Hermione, Ron and I. "Hagrid!" we all exclaim together. "Bin watchin' from me hut," says Hagrid, patting a large pair of binoculars around his neck. "But it isn't the same as bein' in the crowd. No sign of the Snitch yet, he?"
"Nope," says Ron. "Harry hasn't had much to do yet."
"Kept outta trouble, though, that's somethin'," says Hagrid, raising his binoculars and peering skyward at the speck that is Harry. At one point, a Bludger decides to come pelting his way at Harry, but Harry dodged it and Fred comes chasing after it. I let out a breath that I didn't know I was holding for Harry is alright. "Slytherin in possession," Lee says. "Chaser Pucey ducks two Bludger, two Weasleys, and Chaser Bell, and speeds toward the – wait a moment – was that the Snitch?"
