Part of the Team,
Yet away from it all.
Searching the grounds,
For one golden ball.
Across the pitch,
It flits and it flies,
Never know where it is,
For it’s all over the sky.
Suddenly you see it,
You’re off in a dash,
Flying at top speeds
And having a blast!
Neck and neck,
Almost there,
Must beat the other Seeker,
He sends over a glare.
In that instant,
You quickly advance your broom,
In front of him you stay,
Not giving him room.
You’re nearing the snitch,
You stretch out your hand,
You’re fingertips grasp the tiny ball,
As the broom touches down to land.
The game is over,
The crowd begins to cheer,
“You won the game!”
They shout for all to hear.
Your team is a hero,
Your victory is apparent.
You’ll all be honored
Until you face your next opponent.
A Quidditch Collection by Soccer_rocks_likeHP
Chapter Notes: I'd like to thank my wonderful Beta Lindsey, Ron x Hermione. She's helped me with many things and is amazing!