Snippet #2485736

Of course the thing scurried away at the last second, it always does, finger tips on the cold metal and whoosh. Scorpius veered off to the right, blowing past the ducking students in the stands. Blurs of scarlet, blue, yellow and green could be seen from his peripheral. His eyes darted left, right, up and down as he tried to keep track of the glinting golden snitch. Scorpius knew the Gryffindor seeker wasn't far behind him, tracking his movements, trying to find a leg up. Scorpius found himself chasing it straight towards the sky, doing his best to avoid the flurry of scarlet and green as he continued the chase. High above the pitch Scorpius began to close in on his target once more, he almost lost sight of it when he was suddenly nudged by the Gryffindor seeker, only barely did he notice the glint as it began to dive towards the Slytherin hoops.

"I've got you now you little..whoa!"

Scorpius barely avoided another blur of scarlet as he nose dived towards the bright green grass, hand out stretched, almost numb from the cold. His eyes widened with excitement as he felt the cold metal touch his fingers once more, just before clenching his fist around the wiggling snitch. An intense feeling of joy consumed him, his first snitch, it was indescribable. That feeling was quickly snatched away as he noticed that bright green grass, and how it was WAY too close, Scorpius quickly yanked up the front of his broomstick in a desperate attempt to avoid the crash.

Scorpius was yanked from his broom as it splintered on the ground, sending him tumbling across the wet and cold grass. He finally came to a stop ten yards from the crash site, even though it hurt, even though he could barely breathe, he held the snitch up triumphantly. He managed to get to his feet, looking to the skies, winking from the sun.