[action!] Nice catch.

[waitforsuperman]

[Alfred was practically vibrating on his broom the entire  match. Half of it spent watching Ivan for any sudden dives or movements and the other half spent searching for the snitch himself, weaving in and out of the play, searching for any flash of gold. A few times he was caught by Ludwig's watch or the corner or by Mei and her rings but besides

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[das_vedanya]

[Despite the obvious painful, throbbing reminder in his arm and in his gut that he had just come in hard contact with the field and probably elbowed in the chest by his rival, a sense of numbing euphoria overcomes him the moment his fingerless-gloved fingers register the tiny golden ball in his fist. The little golden wings shimmer in an effort to escape, but he lets out a laugh... getting to his feet and thrusting his fist high into the air for the whole stadium to see that impossibly tiny golden ball clutched between his fingers.

Before he can catch his breath, the other six members of his team are at his side, hugging, patting, and congratulating him. He barely registers the lump of red and gold in his peripheral vision in the sea of green and silver, but when he sees it shift away, he feels the need to flash him one of his honest, award-winning (Veela-inspired) smiles. Then the gold and red becomes more prominent in his vision. Then he feels something catch in his robes, and like he had suddenly become the snitch to the Gryffindor Seeker, he's caught, reeled in and ravished. Actually, he does not register the kiss is even happening until after he hears Dewi's commentary. Alfred is kissing the Slytherin seeker. Who is the Slytherin Seeker? Ivan is. Alfred is kissing Ivan. In public. In front of the whole school. And Ivan's kissing back. The snitch flutters between his fingers, but something in his stomach flutters, too.

Then he finds his breath again, and Alfred smiles at him.

"Same to you, Jones."]