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March really couldn’t tell if the Professor liked Quidditch or not and he wasn’t sure what to say about it. He smiled lightly when she congratulated him for making the team, though he didn’t feel like she really cared, which made sense since she didn’t even know him. He assumed he’d have his...

"There's always excitement if you know where to look," ugh, that was what adults always said whenever he was bored of something. Or they told him to go clean his room despite having house elves to do that for him. Only boring people get bored was what his Grandmother used to say and he didn’t...

There had been a couple of changes in faculty recently, not that it really mattered to March since he didn’t often pay enough attention. His focus had always been on making onto the Quidditch team, and not worrying too much about who was going to teach him how to throw sparks into the air. He...

March kept trying to find the little golden ball of annoyance.

March continued to look for the snitch amongst his teammates, but still remained unable to find it.

March kept looking for the stupid little golden ball, but so far it was no where to be seen.

March kept flying around the pitch trying to figure out where this little golden ball was.

March cursed as he got hit with a bludger, sticking his finger up in Larissa's direction half heartedly. He needed to find this snitch, but he couldn't see it yet.

He thought he saw a glint off to the side and chased it, but it was just the spark off of someone's handle. Dang.

March quickly jumped on his broom and began looking for the snitch, he wasn't sure where the pesky thing had gone, but apparently it was going somewhere he was not.

March Chase didn't just like Quidditch - he lived and breathed it. Growing up, his father never missed a match, and his dad's encouragement from a young age had inspired him to take to the skies as soon as he was able to fly. He'd grabbed hold of a broom and then never let go. Having been...

March couldn't believe the game was here finally, he'd been dying to get up into the air with the French team all semester, and now his sisters could watch him play! He was so confident they would win, Nabi was fantastic.

March surged after Nabi and cheered for her when she got the snitch!

March flew after what he thought was the snitch, but it wasn't

He groaned as he continued to miss the snitch wherever it was.

March continued to look for the snitch, but couldn't find it.

March continued to keep an eye on Nabi, and searched around for the snitch.

March chased after a glint but realised it was nothing.

March kept his eye out for the snitch.

March kept an eye on Nabi, he wanted to learn from her.