Quidditch Game: Hufflepuff vs Slytherin

Bailey didn't catch the snitch.
 
Alana found a bludger and hurtled towards it, bringing it into contact with her bat, she was aiming for the seeker but instead it hit @Jonah Edogawa.
 
Jonah had just levelled out from the risky maneuver he’d just pulled off when a bludger collided with his side, making his say yell a number of choice words in Japanese. He tried to shake off the pain as he raced after Sayuri.
 
Ignatius was relieved that the Slytherin beaters were keeping the bludgers off him for a change. Now he just needed to find the snitch.
 
Sayuri threw the quaffle at the hoops but the Hufflepuff Keeper caught it, she groaned and sideyed the rest of the chasers on her team for making her do all the work.
 
Horror could hardly believe that he was this distracted for the game. It was embarrassing, even more so when he let Hufflepuff score twice.
 
Terror lingered around the goals in case there was an opportunity to steal before the keeper would throw the quaffle back to one of their own chasers.
 
Oz picked up the quaffle when it was thrown back out, pleased that they seemed to have the upper hand for now thanks to Jonah and Callie. They just needed to make the most of it.
 
Bailey didn't catch the snitch.
 
"Try and help out why don't you?" She calls out to Terror this time, rolling her eyes behind his back.
 
He couldn't help but snort at Sayuri's obvious annoyance at her teammates before he went to follow Oz-senpai to provide support.
 
Alana quickly found another bludger, managing to hit it again and this time she hit her target, the Hufflepuff seeker.
 
Oz tried to get the quaffle through the hoop, but didn't make it. Maybe the Slytherin chaser yelling at the keeper woke him up a little. Or, Oz was just bad at this. Or both.
 
Ignatius kept focusing on finding the snitch.
 
Bailey hissed when the bludger collided with her side, she took a moment to steady herself on her broom before resuming her search for the snitch.
 
Alana couldn't find a bludger.
 
Ignatius finally spotted the snitch. He was not letting this go to waste, and hurried off after it, not even watching for bludgers or his opponent. He needed to catch it, to make all the bruises worthwhile. They weren't winning the title, sure, but he needed it more for his own pride. In what felt equally like an instant and an eternity, Ignatius quickly grasped the snitch, clutching it desperately as he slowed himself down and steadied his broom. Once he was steady, he raised his arm in triumph, holding his head defiantly high.
 

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