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Amy didn't hear the excitement surrounding her as she tried to score. When she missed, she looked around and realised Elliot had caught the snitch again. She cheered for him before circling back around to help the others.
 
As the snitch zipped away again, Elliot turned his broom, moving back to start another lap of the pitch.
 
Connor flew towards another bludger and swung, sighing as his shot flew harmlessly between his teammates. This was not his day.
 
Ilijas head wasn’t on the pitch, but that didn’t stop him blocking the shots that came his way. Some weren’t quite on target but those that were he’d managed to catch and throw back out. Maybe not overthinking was working in his favour. As Elliot caught the snitch a good few times too he had a confident feeling about their next game.
 
Doing a few laps of the pitch up high again, Elliot couldn't see any sign of the snitch. Dropping down a bit lower, Elliot searched closer to the ground, just below where most of the team was practicing.
 
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