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Never trust a game to still be going after you sleep...

Sefina caught nothing.

Sefina sucked in a breath when the second bludger hit her. This practice was not going so well where she was concerned.

Sefina grimaced when a bludger crashed into her ribs. Shaking it off and feeling bruised, she resumed her pursuit of the snitch.

Sefina squinted, thinking she saw the snitch, but it was just the sun reflecting off the stands.

Sefina searched for the snitch.

Sefina caught a handful of air.

Sefina caught nothing.

Still coming down from the high of catching the snitch and spurred on by her teammates, Sefina tried to focus again. She hoped she could make a second catch before practice was over.

Sefina saw another glint of gold at the end of the pitch. This time, it was the real thing. She leaned into her broom, zooming towards it. She held up the snitch triumphantly, letting its wings flutter against her palm for a moment before releasing it.

Sefina thought she saw a glimmer of gold, but upon further inspection, it was only an abandoned scarf someone had left in the stands.

Sefina wondered if she was ever going to find the snitch again.

Sefina caught nothing.

Sefina sucked in a breath when Michael's bludger hit her. She gave him a thumbs up and flew off in search of the snitch. At least Lillian, the other alternate, was having better luck.

Sefina caught nothing.

Sefina caught nothing but a mix of nitrogen and oxygen.

Sefina waved at Sawyer sheepishly as she arrived to the pitch. By some miracle, her parents hadn't figured out a way to keep her from playing on the Quidditch team. Her grades were still atrocious. Getting back on her broom was the only thing she was looking forward to with returning to school...

Poetry.

Sefina searched for the snitch.

Sefina searched for the snitch with a little more confidence than before.