Quidditch Game: Ilvermorny vs Beauxbatons

Damn, the snitch was no where to be seen.
 
Marcel had no luck.
 
Larissa looked for a bludger.
 
Kirby continued her search for the ever elusive snitch.
 
Melrose wished he didn't get so sweaty Before they started playing, it meant he was even sweatier once he was actually on his broom. He did his best to keep up with the other chasers as the quaffle moved back and forth across the pitch, finally moving in to grab it as Beauxbatons missed their shot, gripping it tightly under his arm.
 
Kirby flew towards the stands thinking she’d seen a glint, but nothing.
 
Kirby continued her search for the snitch
 
Kit flew close to Melrose in case he needed support.
 
Melrose spotted Kit nearby, wondering if it was bad form not to pass to his captain or not. But he was closing in on the hoops fast and the other teams chasers were making him jumping. Melrose wanted to be bold, so he tossed the quaffle in a hard overarm throw, groaning as the shot didn't make it through. He should have passed.
 
Marcel did not have any luck at the North end of the pitch.
 
Larissa whacked a bludger that was near one of her teammates away from them.
 
Once the quaffle was sent back out into play, Light grabbed it and shared to the other end of the pitch.
 
Kit gave a Melrose an encouraging smile, knowing it was okay if they didn't score everytime. She just hoped the snitch was found soon.
 
Marcel found nothing but birds flying.
 
Larissa did not see a bludger to hit.
 
Light went to the goals and hurled the ball. He smirked as he managed to score for his team.
 
Kirby thought she saw a glint off to the left, but it was nothing.
 
Marcel could not find the tricky snitch.
 
The snitch was very tricky, she kept looking.
 
Melrose followed after Kit, trying to help her keep up with the Beaux chaser but it wasn't enough to stop them scoring again. He grabbed the quaffle, trying to keep an eye out for Kit or Hadrian this time as he crossed back over the pitch.
 
Larissa chased after a bludger.
 
Marcel searched for the snitch on the other side of the pitch.
 
Kirby continued to search for the snitch.
 
Melrose had gotten out ahead of the others, glancing over his shoulder as someone shot past in search of a bludger or the snitch. Now or never, he decided, lobbing the quaffle at the hoops and dropping his head as it missed again. No way he was going to impress Lucy playing like this.
 
Kirby continued to look for the snitch.
 
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