Larissa thought that she herself was lost as to why she was chasing the snitch but the little voice, the whisper in her ear cheered her on.
Maybe she wanted to prove to Libby that she was a good Quidditch player- her secret passion.
A golden glint was hovering by the head of another first year on the ground; Larissa flung herself forwards on her broom and raced towards the snitch.
The first year gasped and leapt aside as Larissa swooped down and-
"Where's it gone?!" She asked herself, looking around her.
She suddenly heard a tiny fluttering noise which she was surprised to be able to hear.
Larissa looked down and saw that the golden snitch was caught in the front of her robes.
Lariss, who was thoroughly shocked she'd caught up with the snitch, picked it out of her clothing and grasped it tight in her hand as she sped towards Libby, realisation flooding her.