Noah's POV

I had to try it really hard to be in the match that day, because Madam Pomfrey was reluctant to allow me in a broomstick, but I just told her I wouldn't not execede myself much, which was a big lie. I mean, it was the final! How could I not execede myself in it?

I gripped my Firebolt as I flew up, between Courtney and Oscar. Mrs. Hooch tossed the ball, which Courtney grabbed in the air and started flowing up to the Gryffindor ring, where she tossed it over to Oscar and scored the first ten points for Ravenclaw.

The match was intense, we couldn't allow ourselves distraction. The Gryffindor chasers, who were Harold and two fifth graders, were quite good. And the beaters, Izzy and Ezekiel, gave us a hard time too. It was an awesome team, I must say.

To our dismay, by the time an hour had passed by, we were losing 140 - 100. It was the first time that year we didn't have the scoring advantage. I hoped Cody would find the snitch and give us the desired victory, so we would finally win the Quidditch tournament.

After the second hour, we were still losing 200 - 180. Well, at least it was only a twenty points difference. I was starting to feel a bit weak due to my still healing wound, but kept on flying through the stadium, trying to score points for my team. I couldn't see Cody anywhere close, which probably meant he'd already found the snitch and was pursuing it.

Everyone in the bleachers was uncertain. They didn't know what to do, really. Their roars and cheers had been extinguished by the visible fear. Gryffindors and Ravenclaws still cheered at their houses, Hufflepuff cheered them both and Slytherin booed them both. I guess those guys aren't much of good losers.

I tried to focus in the game, but my stomach ached more every second that passed by. At first it felt like an I-ate-too-spicy-mexican-food ache, but then it turned into a I'm-feeling-sick one, and later into a I-need-a-barf-bag-right-now one. Then it was the worst one: The pain, pure pain. I started grumbling, and pressed my eyes close so it wouldn't hurt that much. I started feeling shaky and I couldn't move any more. I abruptly stopped my broom. I felt like I was going to fall, I was feeling weaker and weaker.

I lost the grip of my Firebolt and fell off to the ground.

Cody's POV

The whole stadium froze when Noah feel from his broom. McGonagall stood up and muttered some spell which made him slowly fly to the ground, where Madam Pomfrey carried him to the Quidditch nursery. I could see Courtney's worried face. I knew she wanted to go see him, but she couldn't. She started playing again with Noah's replacement, Klaus Johnson.

Things went worse for Ravenclaw. We were losing 250 - 180. If we didn't do anything soon, we'd lose.

I searched for the snitch. It'd always worked. I looked at Anna Wilham, the Gryffindor seeker. She was profously scrutinizing the stadium. I flew up and down, but found nothing. I was starting to doubt Mrs. Hooch had released the snitch, because it was very, very well hidden.

The score remained the same for another hour. Michael was an excellent keeper, and started stopping all of the Gryffindor shots. Finally, Courtney scored a point, followed by another from Oscar. We were 250 - 200.

I was starting to feel anxious. Michael had told us the longest Quidditch match recorded in Hogwarts's history was another Gryffindor-Ravenclaw on 1932, which lasted 27 hours. I certainly couldn't bring myself to another 23 hours of match. I was already feeling exhausted, and I hadn't even found the snitch. How long would it be?

I then saw it. A sun reflection in the pitch grass. I flew down, trying to grab the snitch. It was such a low flight my knees rubbed against the fake grass. However, the snitch kept on flying away. Anna Wilham seemed to think I was enjoying a grass meal, because she didn't care about the fact I was dashing through the lowest part of the stadium in search for the golden ball. It finally flew inside the bleachers.

Crap.

I followed it. I had to move really fast in order to stay away from the wooden planks. I was going to smash that ball to the ground when I finally grabbed it, I tell you.

I flew around that place for around twenty minutes, without noticing any sign of the devilish shiny ball. Had I lost it? No, I'd watched over it since I'd first divised it. It must be hidden somewhere.

I studied the place slowly, squinting at everything there. It was quite dark, but I still could make out what was in front of me. I saw a little, white feather behind a wooden plank.

I got you, I thought.

Slowly, I started flying there, and then quickly stretched out my skinny arm and grabbed the golden ball.

"YEAH!" I yelled, grinning furiously. I had won against my enemy, and now Ravenclaw had won the Quidditch tournament.

The only thing was that only I knew that. I had no time to waste, otherwise Gryffindor would score more points, which could be fatal. So I quickly flew into the stadium, showing off the golden ball in my hand.

Everyone froze. The match abruptly stopped. I felt hundreds of eyes stared at me. Then, most of the bleachers broke into roars and cheers, while all my teammates flew down to the ground to meet me.

"You are awesome, Cody!" Courtney cried, hugging me.

"Yeah," Gwen agreed "Harry Potter's rubbish compared to you."

She gave me a peck on my cheek just as the other three members of the team came over.

"Good job, Cody!" Helen exclaimed.

"You did it great, man," Oscar patted my back.

"Three Hoorays for Cody!" Michael roared.

Then, all the team lifted me up and started bouncing me up and down.

"Hip-hip-hooray!" they cried happily.

Then, I saw Noah coming from the bleachers.

"Noah!" Courtney cried, running to him. She gave him a kiss, then slapped him on the face "Why did you play? I was so worried!"

"I love you too," Noah said sarcastically.

"You saw everything?" I asked.

My friend nodded, "Yep. I was off for just a few minutes. After ten minutes asleep, I felt really better and went over to the Ravenclaw tower. It was great. Best Ravenclaw seeker."

He high fived me, and started bouncing me up and down along with the other team members.

I looked at the Ravenclaws in the bleachers. I could see Owen, Lucy and many other Ravenclaws cheering at me, willing to come along to the pitch. Trent, however, couldn't stop glaring at me.

I just stuck my tongue at him and enjoyed the party to come.

So, do you absolutely love it? Do you need a barf bag right now? Is it good? Is it the worst thing you've ever read? I don't care, I like my story! ^^

Well, as for the chapters remaining, I think it's only FIVE to go! Yipee! So stay tuned for next on Total Drama Hogwarts, people!

-Nikki :)