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Chapter 7

-Of The Match-

I was in the Ravenclaw changing rooms, dressing into blue and brown flying robes. Sweat beads dropped down my head.

"Ok team, we need to win this one, everyone try their best!" Terry said. He was trying to sound confident, though I knew better. They all thought that Cho better, I was just a second ranked seeker, there because she wasn't.

I stiffened slightly. I would try my best, even if we might not win. I was playing against the youngest seeker ever to be named in Hogwarts.

"Are you guys ready?" He yelled.

"Yes!" The team chorused, jumping into the air and clapping our hands together. In a rushed line, we walked into the stadium. It was starting to become filled up. I heard Lee Jordan's voice.

"Helloooo!!!! Testttinnnngg!!!" He screamed into the microphone. "Ok. This match is Ravenclaw against Gryfindor!"

Madame Hooch((was it her?)) was the referee. The Gryfindor team was there also, and Harry was holding onto his amazing Firebolt.

"Are we ready? Begin!" Madame Hooch shouted.

We lifted into the air, and I breathed deeply, enjoying the sensational air blowing against my face. Then I remembered. This was a match!

My brown eyes darted around the field. It must be here, somewhere. I searched around for a single glimpse of gold.

"Anddddddd Terry SCORES! Go George! You can do it!" Lee was shouting.

I looked around worriedly. Harry's eyes met mine for a brief second. Then it was over. He was looking for the Snitch again.

I flew around the field, still searching for the little ball.

"Wow! Fred makes a shot! Go Fred! Whoot! Go Gryfindors!" Lee was being told off by Hooch, but he's not leaving.

Suddenly I saw a golden speck a few meters in front of me. It was hovering in the air, it's small wings beating hurriedly. Harry was further from the Snitch then me. He spotted it too.

I make a mad dash for the Snitch, completely aware that Harry's broom was way faster then mine. Then the unexpected happened. At the same time that I touched the Snitch, Harry did too. I grabbed one wing and he grabbed the other. At the exact same time too. I groaned. At least I didn't lose.

"Astounding!" Lee shouted. "Who got there first?"

I sat there on my broom, numb. "We got there at the same time." I mumbled.

Angelina, the Gryfindor captain, and Terry Boot started to argue.

"Melody was there first!"

"Harry was. Definitely."

"No! Melody!"

"Dumbledore, what happens if there's a tie?" Harry asked.

"Well, both teams got the same amount of points. I say just leave it a tie."

"WHAT!?" Terry and Angelina scream.

I flew down to the ground, and walked slowly back to the Dragon picture.

"Dalmatian Pellets."

The dragon snorted, and let me in. I went to my room, and laid down, exhausted from the Quidditch game. Wow. That was very awesome.

The next day, when I went down to breakfast, Jennifer caught up to me.

"Wow. You tied with Harry! You know how hard that is? The only time that Harry lost was because there were dementors at the time."

I mumbled. "It was a tie, all luck."

A lot of people stopped me in the halls, saying how great I was. Some even claimed I cheated. I went back to bed, not wanting to be questioned ridiculously. I know I didn't cheat. That's all there is to it.

((Yay! Now there's more talking in this thingy! Not just a stinking summary!))