acciomychildhood:Harry took his remaining hand off his broom and made a wild snatch; he felt his fin
acciomychildhood:Harry took his remaining hand off his broom and made a wild snatch; he felt his fingers close on the cold Snitch but was now only gripping the broom with his legs, and there was a yell from the crowd below as he headed straight for the ground, trying hard not to pass out.With a splattering thud he hit the mud and rolled off his broom. His arm was hanging at a very strange angle; riddled with pain, he heard, as though from a distance, a good deal of whistling and shouting. He focused on the Snitch clutched in his good hand.“Aha,” he said vaguely. “We’ve won.”And he fainted. -- source link
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