Super Snakes Strive for the Cup!

[NikkiSue]

Ginny flew as fast as she could, dodging anyone in her way and catching the eye of a very impressed Bulgarian bon-bon. Seeing him approach out of the corner of her eye, she attempted a difficult Quidditch maneuver and smirked as she found herself within sight of the Snitch.
In true Weasley fashion, she asked herself, “Do I help Draco or do I make him work for the win?”
Ginny turned to face the Slytherin and saw him approaching Neville with a gleam in his eye.
Her decision was made for her.
‘Forgive me, team but Malfoy’s being a prat.’

*100 words on the nose*
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falalalalalala

[starkllr]

Onwards we go...

Harry divided his attention between hitting Bludgers, mostly at Roger Davies, and watching his teammates.

He couldn’t turn away from Hermione’s efforts as Keeper; it was fascinating, in a horrible sort of way. As he watched, Viktor Krum came at her, full speed, Quaffle in his hand. Hermione shrieked, nearly let go of her broom and dropped fifty feet before she regained her balance.

Not that he blamed her; the sight of Krum flying straight towards you at top speed would scare anyone, Harry thought.

“You’re doing great, Hermione!” Harry called out. “Really great!”

94 words this time.

Go team, go!

[NikkiSue]

Pansy groaned as she looked at the scoreboard. ‘We’re up by a goal thanks to The Mudblood. She’s useless in Quidditch,’ she thought out loud and flew towards Hermione.

Hermione saw Pansy coming and looked around for support. She had read a few Quidditch books to understand what the fascination was and tried to recall anything that may help her. Pansy accelerated and Hermione tried desperately to out-fly her.

In an instant, Pansy and her broom went their separate ways towards the grass below.

“Evil girl,” Fleur motioned below as she smiled at Hermione, bat in hand. They both laughed.

*100 words this time*
Not my best but I'm trying to keep things moving.

"Go, go Slytherin!"
*pats prettiful banner*

[Mollie Black]

Fluer turned to face the rest of the players just in time to see a Bludger coming her way. It was too close for her to get a good swing at it so she ducked, forgetting that Hermione was close behind her.

Too late, she heard a shriek and turned around to watch Hermione falling towards the ground. She then noticed Krum diving for her faster than she could possibly have imagined that a broomstick could go.

Roger had stopped to shout at Krum.

"You idiot!" He called, "She's on the other team!"

That's 93 words.
C'mon Slytherin! Only a few more days!

[Merlynne]

Setting a very red Hermione back on her broom, Krum turned to Davies. “Yes, but she is also my friend.”

Davies seemed on the brink of explosion as he regarded his teammate.

For a moment, it seemed as though there was going to be a face-off, but the dreamy voice of Luna Lovegood—named commentator for the match—drifted towards them.

“Goal, though the Chasers don’t seem to have taken notice. Congratulations, Ginny.”

“Great feint, Hermione!” Ginny shouted as she zoomed across the pitch while Parvati dove to recover the Quaffle.

“Feint, yeah,” Hermione mumbled with a small smile for Krum.

*99 words*
yeah Slytherin! Let's get this thing REALLY going!!!

[starkllr]

Parvati tossed the Quaffle to Percy Weasley, but before he could get up to speed and join his fellow Chasers on the attack, someone flashed past, stealing the ball right out of his hands.

He turned and saw, shocked, that it was Penelope. By the time he fully registered what had happened, she’d already scored.

“All’s fair in love and Quidditch!” she called to him as she flew past him again. “I want to win!”

Viktor Krum hovered up beside him, taking the Quaffle from Parvati. “Leaff it to me. I vill score now.” And he off he zoomed….

99 words this time.

Go team, go team, go team, go!

[NikkiSue]

Viktor flew quickly and flawlessly. His skills were showing as he avoided running into players with only the goal on his mind. Hermione cringed as she watched him create a path. She did not want to see her friends get hurt if Viktor’s flying hit a snag and he ran into someone at such high speeds.

Harry saw Krum get closer to the goal and dedicated himself to stopping him at all costs.

“Ow, Harry! Watch out!” yelled Penelope.

“Sorry . . ,” he called back, feeling truly guilty for being so careless.

“Heads up, Potter!” he heard Draco yell.

*100 words.*

Gah. It all sounded so much better when I ran through it in my head first. I had to crop it as I got carried away, hehe.

[Merlynne]

Harry cast about for a bludger to hit at Krum in hopes of stopping the breakaway the Bulgarian had embarked on. Just in time, he glimpsed one of the blugders rushing towards him. He had no time to hit it, but instead ducked.

The bludger raged on, directly into the path of Viktor Krum.

The Seeker turned Chaser was nearly knocked from his broom, but he was a better flier than that. Instead, he dropped the Quaffle, and his advance was halted.

“Neville!” someone shouted.

Harry turned to see Neville gripping his bat tightly. “I-I-Sorry!” he stammered.

*98 words
eeek, I hate deadlines! Let's pull out all the stops, Slytherin!

[starkllr]

Harry could barely help hinself from laughing at Neville’s efforts. As he hovered there, taking stock of the match, he heart the quick flutter of tiny wings zipping past him.

He looked around; no one else heard it. Especially not his team’s Seeker. He wondered for a moment if a Beater was allowed to catch the Snitch. Probably not.

Cho Chang was all the way across the pitch; much too far away to see or hear him. There was nothing else for it; Harry called out, “Malfoy!” and gestured in the direction of the Snitch…

95 words this time.

We're near the end, we can do it! Go, team, go!!!!!

[Merlynne]

Draco and Harry locked eyes, and for a moment Harry though that Draco wasn’t going to take it, that he was going to be stubborn and insist on finding it himself another time.

But Malfoy was not a complete idiot. Pressing himself down against his broom, Draco accelerated towards the snitch.

“Hit him Pansy, hit him!” Percy ordered to Pansy Parkison, who had her bat raised but didn’t seem to be in the process of swinging. “Hit the bludger at him! There’s one coming at you! Now!”

Draco drew closer to the snitch.

Pansy swung.

*95 words.
Let's do this Slytherin! Go team!!!!!!!!!