Theodore tailed the snitch for what felt like ever, getting closer and closer, only for it to dart away at the last second until finally, he was close enough to reach out and swipe at it. He did so, his fingertips brushing the golden ball, and he curled it back into his palm, feeling its fluttering wings briefly struggle against his skin. He stopped dead in the air, taking a moment to catch his breath and to look at the snitch in his hand in semi-disbelief. Had he really caught it again? Something had to be up. Maybe someone had jinxed it to be easier after all. Or maybe he was just not actually too bad at this seeker position. "Hey, Elvira! Everyone!" The boy called out, holding the snitch up into the air for everyone to see once again. He was catching up, if a little slowly, but it was still a hundred times better than he'd expected to do on his first practice.