The Snitch
Prologue:
Harry watched as the game began, green and red zooming from left, to right, down to up, it all was just a blur to Harry, but he made it his mission, a mission to spot the snitch even when he was now standing by the top box along with the others. There were cheers and boos from each opposing side as each team scored back and forth, but his main focus was that small tiny flying piece of golden ball that he knows fully well is right around somewhere in every corner of the stadium.
Zzzz...
There it is, the snitch! It's going straight at him. Wait it's going straight at him! For Merlin's sake! Harry then ducked, but as he was about to do just that, the snitch stopped right Infront of his face. Everything went suddenly silent as the audiences, commentators and players stopped at stared at the Golden snitch who now floated/hovered Infront of the Boy-Who-Lived.
He looked around him and found that every pair of eyes were on him, it made him blush at the attention but also hating it all the same, it was so frustrating! Why won't people just leave him alone but hey, it's not everyday you get to witness a bloody snitch hovering Infront of a person. Harry sighed, stared at the Snitch before opening his palms, the snitches wings then disappeared as it now rested over his palm.
"Well... Uh here you have it folks... Harry Potter had the snitch?" The commentator was unsure what to make of the situation. Suddenly there were murmurs. Something red then hovered Infront of him, higher this time and MERLINS SAGGY BALLSACK ITS VIKTOR KRUM?! Harry stared jaw dropped a bit at the celebrity Infront of him who chuckled in response.
"Vell vell vell, it's not everyday you get to see a snitch choosing it's seeker." Viktor then said in a bartioned voice, who Harry then thought, he doesn't seem fazed at all by the amount of attention who now was on both of them it was very silent. "I- uh. Palm" Harry said quickly, not really knowing what he was doing but just went along what he could think of first. Viktor raised his brow but nonetheless opened his palm, Harry then placed the Golden snitch on the Bulgarians seekers awaiting hands, making Viktor stared wide eyed at the boy who now had backed up, into a family of red-heads who stared wide-eyes at what just happened.
"HARRY POTTER GAVE VIKTOR KRUM THE SNITCH, BULGARIA WINS BY 170 POINTS WHILE IRELAND 10 POINTS NEGATIVE BY 160, BULGARIA WINS!" The commentator yelled, followed by cheers among the audiences. Viktor having not noticed or just did not care at all continued to stare at the green-eyed wizard who stared back, the red-headed family were celebrating temporarily forgetting that Harry Potter was the one who caught the snitch, not Krum.
But Krum smirked at the Green eyed wizard who in turn blushed a bit, Viktor chuckled at that and flew over to his teammates who celebrated and yelled praises for Krum. But Viktor did not care, his mind was clouded by a certain green-eyed wizard, he couldn't have made this without the boys help. No, not just any boy, it was THE Harry Potter and Merlin help him now before he loses it and kidnaps the poor boy.
TO BE CONTINUED