Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
A/N: This is Katie Bell's happiest moment.
Angelina scored, and then I hear the amount of screaming that only means one thing: a race for the Snitch. We are up more than 50 points, and both seekers have clearly spotted the snitch. I turn, just like everyone else, to look at the seekers.
The Gryffindors don't have a chance. Oh, wait, never mind. Harry's firebolt allowed him to catch up quite completely.
Oo-a bludger almost hits Harry, and I feel myself let out a breath that I didn't even know I was holding. Harry takes both hands off his broom, in order to knock Malfoy's hands out of the way.
And then, Harry Potter did it. He caught the Snitch. We won the Championship….finally. Oliver Wood won it in his last chance. This is incredible. I don't really know what to do, but I see Oliver crying in joy, and rushing to Harry, to hug him. Then the twins are thumping him on the back. My fellow chasers are going over there, too, so I quickly follow on my broom.
The three of us are screaming, "We've won the Cup! We've won the Cup!" over and over and over again. We were all hugging, and then we were on the ground, surrounded by so many Gyffindors. All I could see was a see of crimson. Everyone was trying to clap us on the backs, or hug us, or just congratulate us. It was just a crazy mess of happiness.
Oliver was so, so, so happy. He took the trophy, and handed it to Harry, who lifted it into the air.
There was a vast sea of people surging back to the castle, but somehow, I ended up next to Oliver, the hottest captain Gryffindor has ever had. He grabbed my hand, and escorted me back to the common room. My whole body is just tingling with the excitement of the match, and of the amazing fact that Oliver Wood is HOLDING MY HAND.
We walk into the common room, still holding hands. Angelina and Alicia see this, and send me huge smiles, and thumbs up. Oliver doesn't seem to notice though, and if he does, he thinks that it's about the match.
Somehow, we disappeared into the crowd, still attached. Oliver leans down, and kisses me.
When we finally break apart, I can't help but feel like I've hit Cloud 9. How can this day get any better?
A/N: I know that this is insanely similar to Parallel Universe, but oh well.
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