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What happened to krum?
Krum circled the pitch. The snitch was nowhere to be seen. He slowed to a halt. He had to do two things. Number one - he had to win. Number two - he had to show off as much as possible whilst winning to impress Hermione. Although, exactly where to start he had no idea.
He looked around the pitch. the Swiss seeker was eyeing him carefully. He smiled. Suddenly he dived downwards, his broom almost verticle to the ground. The Swiss seeker soon followed, but without the grace and elegance that Krum offered. Krum carried on falling gaining speed rapidly until he was inches from the grassy pitch. Then, he leaned back, pulling his broom back up with him and, with perfect timing started to glide back upwards. A wronski feint. The Swiss seeker was not quick enough, and went crashing to the ground. That had got rid of him. The crowd were screaming, chanting Krum's name over and over like men possesed.
Number two - check.
Now Krum searched around for the snitch. Hovering above the game, he was frustrated to find that he could not see it anywhere. Bulgaria were leading 30-10, but Switzerland were getting their side together and they were playing better and better. He had to find it soon. Out of nowhere, a bludger came hurtling towards him. He ducked to avoid it and - there it was! A little speck of gold was glimmering just near the goal hoops. With no need to be subtle, he sped towards it, urging his broom forwards. It flitted away, but not fast enough. Krum stuck out his hand - his fingers were milimetres away from the snitch. He flattened himself to the broom, shooting forwards and grasped the tiny ball in his fingers. He held it up and the crowd erupted.
Number one - check.
The commentator was singing his praises, but he wasn't listening. It was time. Letting go of the snitch, he swallowed and flew to the Top Box, his hand in his pocket. He landed smoothly next to Ron, who he ignored. The whole stadium was alive with hushed whispers of "What's he doing". He ignored them, too. Looking straight at Hermione he a small, square box out of his pocket. As he knelt down he opened it. Everything was silent. Inside the box sat a ring, the jewels shimmering in the sunlight. He said something that made Hermione gasp, and Ron shake with anger, his ears scarlet.
He said, "Hermione Granger - will you be my wife?"
