| missgranger @ 2003-06-15 14:07:00 |
| Current mood: |  discontent |
Last night was the dirtiest Quidditch match I've ever seen. Fifty-two fouls altogether between both teams. I had no idea half of them even existed! Audrey Bysmal from Slytherin caught the Snitch two minutes in, which I'd thought meant Slytherin won, but then Ron stole it from her and tried to give it to Harry, which I suppose set the tone for the entire game. Mr Weasley explained to me that no one but the Seeker is allowed to catch the Snitch, which I really should have remembered, so there was a penalty to each team. There were so many penalties! I had no idea Quidditch would take so long. The whole thing didn't finish up until about half one in the morning, thanks to the car Colin Creevey put on the pitch. I finally worked out how he did it. He conjured the parts of the car one by one and then used an assembly spell to piece it together. By the time the match finished, of course Gryffindor had won the Quidditch Cup, so Professor McGonagall let us have a celebration in the common room. I haven't seen Ron so happy in quite a long time! Poor Evan Landgreen couldn't stop crying (although I expect he wouldn't like that to be mentioned).
Well, at least now I know that Malfoy was trying to use the Wronski Feint, and not a wonky faint. I do get silly sometimes, I suppose. Now that the excitement is finally dying down, perhaps I can get some revision done. I'm certain Ron could use the time to study as well, if he's not still parading around with that silly tapestry as a cape.
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