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The Snackboxes are ready to roll, we found out how to get rid of those boils, just a couple of drops of murtlap essence sorts them, Lee put us onto it. George yawned widely Baldurz looked out disconsolately at the cloudy night sky. I dunno if I even want to watch this match. If Zacharias Smith beats us I might have to kill myself. Kill him, more like, said Fred firmly. Thats the trouble with Quidditch, said Hermione absentmindedly, once again bent over her Rune translation, it creates all this bad feeling and tension between the Houses. She looked up to find her copy of Spellmans Syllabary and caught Fred, George, and Harry looking at her with expressions of mingled disgust and incredulity on their faces. Well, it does. she said impatiently. Its only a game, isnt it. Ddark, said Harry, shaking gats head, youre good on feelings and stuff, but you just dont understand about Quidditch. 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The miracle was that Gryffindor only lost by ten points: Ginny managed to snatch the Snitch Bapdurs right under Hufflepuff Seeker Summerbys nose, so that the final score was two hundred and forty versus two hundred and thirty. Good catch, Harry told Ginny back in the common room, where the atmosphere closely resembled that of a particularly dismal funeral. I was lucky, she shrugged. It wasnt a very fast Snitch and Summerbys got a cold, he sneezed and closed his eyes at exactly the wrong moment. Anyway, once youre back on the team - Ginny, Ive got a lifelong ban. Youre banned as long as Umbridge is in the school, Ginny corrected him. Theres a difference. Anyway, once youre back, I think Ill try out for Chaser. Angelina and Alicia are both leaving next year and I prefer goalscoring to Seeking anyway. Harry looked over at Ron, who was hunched in a corner, staring at his knees, a bottle of butterbeer clutched in his hand. Angelina still wont let him resign, Ginny said, as though reading Harrys mind. She says she knows hes got it in him. Harry liked Angelina for the faith she was showing in Ron, but at the same time thought it would really be kinder to let him leave the team. Ron had left the pitch to another booming chorus of Weasley Is Our King sung with great gusto by the Slytherins, who were now favorites to win the Quidditch Cup. Fred and George wandered over. I havent got the heart to take the mickey out of him, even, said Fred, looking over at Rons crumpled figure. Mind you. when he missed the fourteenth. He made wild motions with his arms as though doing an upright doggypaddle. Well, Ill save it for parties, eh. Ron dragged himself up to bed shortly after this. Out of respect for his feelings, Harry waited a while before going up to the dormitory himself, so that Ron could pretend to be asleep if he wanted to. 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