quidditch final

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seasons has gone by 

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Fixture and Results:

Matchday 1

Gryffindor vs Slytherin

Winner: Gryffindor

Points: Gryffindor +3, Slytherin +0

Hufflepuff vs Ravenclaw

Winner: Hufflepuff

Points: Hufflepuff +3, Ravenclaw +0

Matchday 2

Gryffindor vs Hufflepuff

Winner: Hufflepuff

Points: Hufflepuff +3, Gryffindor +0

Slytherin vs Ravenclaw

Winner: Ravenclaw

Points: Ravenclaw +3, Slytherin +0

Matchday 3

Gryffindor vs Ravenclaw

Winner: Ravenclaw

Points: Ravenclaw +3, Gryffindor +0

Hufflepuff vs Slytherin

Winner: Slytherin

Points: Slytherin +3, Hufflepuff +0

Final Standings:

Team Played Won Lost Points

Ravenclaw 3 2 1 6

Gryffindor 3 1 2 3

Hufflepuff 3 2 1 6

Slytherin 3 1 2 3

The Quidditch pitch was alive with excitement. The final match of the season had everyone on edge as Ravenclaw prepared to face Hufflepuff. The stakes couldn't be higher—one match to decide the Quidditch Cup.

The weather was classic British Isle—overcast and breezy, with a faint promise of drizzle. Students poured into the stands, waving banners and shouting chants. Blue-bronze flags of Ravenclaw fluttered proudly on one side, while black-and-yellow stripes of Hufflepuff waved on the other. The air buzzed with anticipation, and even the professors seemed unable to suppress their enthusiasm.

Fred and George Weasley, perched in the commentator's box, were the unofficial masters of ceremonies. They wasted no time.

George: "Ladies, gentlemen, and magical creatures, welcome to the finale! One match, one cup, and an unhealthy dose of bruised egos for the losers."

Fred: "And if we're being honest, George, probably a bit of bruised pride for everyone involved. Except for us, of course. Gryffindor may not be in the final, but we've still got the best commentators!"

George: "Speaking of Gryffindor, let's remind everyone how we didn't make it here. Ravenclaw and their… 'tactical assassins.'"

Fred mimicked wiping a tear away.

Fred: "Tobi slipping past our defense, Jason practically reading our minds. Honestly, it's almost like they had the answers to the test before the game started."

George: "And Hufflepuff? They could've secured the cup with just a draw against Slytherin. But one cheeky gloat from a Hufflepuff player, and Slytherin decided to play the match of their lives. It was like watching snakes on a sugar rush."

As the whistle blew, the players soared into the sky. Ravenclaw, with their sleek Firebolts and talented lineup, looked sharp. Jason, Tobi, and Simon were perfectly in sync, their chaser formation tight and precise. Hufflepuff, led by Zacharias Smith , relied on discipline and grit.

Hufflepuff's strategy became clear within minutes. They pressed Jason relentlessly, with bludgers constantly heading his way and chasers swarming him whenever he had the Quaffle.

In the Hufflepuff stands, Susan Bones chewed on her scarf nervously. Beside her, Hannah Abbott was bouncing on her heels.

Susan: "They're really targeting Jason, aren't they? Poor guy."

Hannah, eyes glued to the match: "Susan, we're supposed to cheer for our team, remember?"

Susan, torn: "I am! But he did save me from a Dementor on the train. I mean, he's not that bad."

Hannah, smirking: "Maybe Cedric should've saved you. Then you wouldn't be so conflicted."

Jason, however, was unfazed. Every time a Hufflepuff chaser tried to close in, he dodged with effortless precision, delivering passes to Tobi and Simon before anyone could react.

Fred: "Look at Jason go! It's like he's playing wizard chess while Hufflepuff's stuck on Gobstones."

George: "He's got more feints than a first-year trying to dodge Snape in Potions class."

Tobi and Simon capitalized on Jason's pinpoint passes, scoring three goals in quick succession. Simon's accuracy was unmatched, and Tobi's agility left Hufflepuff's defense scrambling.

By halftime, the score stood at Ravenclaw 110 - Hufflepuff 40. The Ravenclaw supporters erupted in cheers, while the Hufflepuff stands grew quieter, save for some muttered grumbles.

Hannah, frustrated: "Cedric's got to do something. Ravenclaw's running circles around us!"

Susan, sighing: "Maybe we should stop chasing Jason and focus on the actual Quaffle."

The second half saw Hufflepuff regrouping. They focused their efforts on Tobi and Simon, hoping to disrupt Ravenclaw's flow. Cedric led his team with renewed vigor leaving snitch finding for a while , scoring twice and narrowing the gap to 130 - 100.

In the Gryffindor stands, the younger students, loyal to Jason for his homework help, cheered loudly for Ravenclaw. The older students, however, were firmly rooting for Hufflepuff.

A second-year Gryffindor: "Go, Jason! Pass it to Simon!"

An older Gryffindor: "Oi, traitor! We're supposed to be cheering for Huffelpuff!"

As the game neared its climax, the tension shifted to the Seekers. Cho Chang and Cedric Diggory circled high above, scanning for the Snitch.

The Snitch appeared near the Hufflepuff goalpost. Both Seekers dove simultaneously, the crowd holding its breath. Cedric's broom pushed to its limit, but Cho's being near gave her the edge. With a final stretch, she snatched the Snitch, sealing Ravenclaw's victory.

Madam Hooch's whistle cut through the air.

Madam Hooch: "Ravenclaw wins! Final score: Ravenclaw 190 - Hufflepuff 130!"

The Ravenclaw stands erupted in jubilation. Flitwick, who had been watching intently, clapped so enthusiastically he nearly toppled over.

Flitwick, muttering to himself: "Bringing Jason onto the team was brilliant. Absolutely brilliant!"

In the Hufflepuff stands, Susan sighed, torn between disappointment and admiration.

Susan: "Well, they earned it. Jason's too good. Not as good as Cedric, of course, but still…"

Hannah, rolling her eyes: "Susan, you're hopeless."

On the pitch, the Ravenclaw team celebrated, hoisting the Quidditch Cup high. Jason, grinning, was surrounded by his teammates.

Simon: "Jason, mate, you were unreal out there!"

Tobi: "We couldn't have done it without you."

Jason, grinning cheekily: "Nah, it's all about teamwork. And maybe a Firebolt or two."

As they paraded off the field, the buzz of the match lingered. Ravenclaw's victory was well-earned, and even in defeat, Hufflepuff vowed to come back stronger next year. In the stands, alliances and rivalries faded as everyone buzzed about what had been one of the most thrilling finals in years.