"Harry, you're going to be late for your quittich ball game if you don't hurry up and put your tights on!" Ron said to his best friend, Harry Potter.
Harry pulled his pants up and ran out the door into the quittich ball field.
He noticed that the game had already started without him, and that the Slytherins had already hit the golden snitch through the hoops 5 times, and the Gryffindors team only once.
He flew up into the middle of the game, and the golden snitch was nowhere to be seen. Out of nowhere, it flew out of his mouth, meaning they won the game.
Harry Potter was glad that Draco Malfoy, the leader of the Hufflepuff team had not lead his team to victory.
Since Harry's team already had plenty of hits when he got there, it was an easy win.
"Hooray for Harry!" Everyone shouted. "And hooray for Slytherin!"
The voices were so loud and ringing in his ears, he could almost swear that he heard his parents screaming for his victory. Almost as loud as they were screaming at their very own death.