Disclaimer: I don't own the Snitch nor Harry Potter or anything about it.

I don't like doing disclaimers but I gotta, even though I know you all probably know I don't own it . ;; it such a waste well whatever... Anywho... I got this idea after seeing a pic someone drew of Harry and Draco chasing after the snitch. And the snitch had eyes. so I was like 'I wonder what the snitch thinks....' that's when this story came into mind. so hope you enjoy, I know its short but oh well...

Through the Eyes of the Snitch

'Ahh! Help! No go away!' It thought as it was once again chased by the huge fleshy fingers.

It was the golden snitch. It was meant to be caught, but what no one understood was that it truly wanted to be free. Never having to worry about a wing being bent out of shape, nor have dirty hand prints covering its shiny surface.

The other ones didn't understand, the two bludgers made fun of it, calling it a wuss after every game. Just because it needed more attention then the others. The quaffle was a little nice to it but it didn't understand either.

The snitch dived away from the giant hands and swooped down to where the goals were hoping to blend in. It 'sighed' in relief at the sight of the giants moving on, it would be safe for now.

It watched as a bludger shot past it, it was laughing at it and the fact that it just knocked a giant off its broom. 'Stupid snitch!' it called out.

If the Snitch had eyes it probably would have cried, but having no such things it kept its feelings inside itself. It 'sighed' inside itself and flew off.

Suddenly it saw the two giants rush towards it, getting freaked out it did what came natural to it. It flew away. As fast as its wings could carry it it zoomed off, realizing that the two giants where also attacking each other it used that to its advantage and quickly changed course. Going straight back towards them. It took them by surprise, they were to busy trying to knock each other away the didn't notice until to late that the snitch wasn't going away from them.

'Ha ha! Serves you right!' It was proud of itself as it flew down to the ground. It had escaped the giant flesh ones once again. It flew lazily along the grass its gold surface reflecting onto the green grass. It felt proud of itself; it had duped the giants, not an easy feat. It kept congratulating itself and swaying back and forth in the wind until suddenly it saw a shadow, and soon huge fleshy fingers that wrapped themselves around it cool surface.

It was caught... the snitch had once again been defeated by the giants.

Harry grinned as he held up the snitch that once again won the game for them.

He never suspecting what had gone through the eyes of the Snitch.

Fin

It didn't end the way I hoped for but I think its good anyway... .