A/N: I do not own Harry Potter,
This is for the Harry Potter Fanfiction Challenges forum
Are you crazy enough to do it Challenge
404. (restriction) Write about a quidditch match but you can't use the words snitch, bludger, quaffle, or quidditch
"And the game begins! Katie is looking good on her broom today, ohh, an a pass goes through the hoop. Slytherin scores!." Harry tried to ignore Lee, tried to ignore the score, instead his eyes searched the pitch for the small golden flash. Lee's voice interrupted his search.
"Fred Weasley smacks that thing back where it came from, a direct hit. Slytherin had better watch out, Gryffindor is now in the lead, can Harry end this game quickly?" Harry wanted to throw something at Lee, but took a deep breath trying to focus on the game at hand. Something sparkled to his left. He spun, he could feel Draco watching him, waiting for him to move. Harry dove, his fingers nearly touching the ground. Behind him, Draco swooped, nearly hitting the ground. Harry smiled soaring back up between the Weasley twins. They nodded to him.
"And Gryffindor is once again in possession, will they make this shot? Ouch! Blocked by Slytherin, boo!"
"Keep it friendly!" Harry heard McGongall yell. He smiled knowing she was watching, making sure Slytherin wouldn't pull any stunts. A gold sparkle caught the sun, Harry glanced around quickly. Malfoy was on the other side of the pitch. With as much speed as he could muster, he pushed past everyone. The crowd gasped as Harry's fingers touched the cold metal ball, its wings beating frantically against his hand. He held it up for all to see.
"And Gryffindor wins the game!" Lee announced as the players all landed. George ruffled Harry's hair.
"Good catch."
"Thank you, now we just need to beat Ravenclaw!"