It's Just A Scar {A Fred Weasley Love Story} Chpater 8 [Whoa]

"Quidditch!" I bellowed in to the now shocked face of Fred.
I took a flying leap off of Fred and sprinted into Ron's attic room where I found him Hermione and Harry talking about somiething that seem irrelevent to what I wanted to do. A smile broke across Harry's face and Ron tuned slightly red. As I waltzed out of the room, I could have sworn I heard Hermione groan, but I told myself it was the ghoul to keep from walking back and yelling at the poor girl.
I found Ginny reading in her room and asked if she would like to play, of course she agreed.
With my minature Quidditch set in my hand and myold piece of junk broom over my shoulder, I walked out into the yard to see my friends huddled arouns something. I rolled my eyes half expecting Fred and George to have done something cruel, yet hilarious to a gnome. Once I was squeezing into the group I was shocked to see a Tunderbolt hovering between the circle of people, attached to it was a card.
"Whoa" I muttered just as shocked as the rest of them to see that magnificent broom untouched in the group of Quidditch lovers. I did what any sensible person would have done, I read the card, and nearly fainted at what it said.

Rylyn,

I'm so sorry that it took so long to get this sent,
I just couldn't seem to find the right gift for you.
I hope you enjoy it.
~Uncle Oli
I was about to go into shock when Fred wrapped his arn around my shoulders and smiled brightly, "Well give it a go!" He prodded and handed me the broom.
I mounted it, sill shaking slightly and took off. It was the smoothest riding broom I had ever had had the honor to ride. I zoomed through the air then hovered just above my friends, "Well are we going to play or what?" I asked with a sly grin.
"Dibs on Ry!" The twins shouted in unison and flew over to my side. Hermione decided it was best she kept score, so while the lot of us flew around like madmen playing, "Catch Rylyn" Hermione took the liberty of setting up for us. She sat herself in the bleachers, and sure enough out came Mr. Weasley to watch the game.
My team consisted of Fred Geroge and I, I was seaker, George was keeper and Fred was chaser. Because of the lack of players the seaker also doubled as a chaser, and we left bludgers out because bludgers without beaters was a very bad thing.
The opposing team was Harry, Ginnyand Ron. Ron was the keeper, Harry the seaker and Ginny the chaser.
To start the game Hermione levitated the quaffle between Fred and Ginny then let it fall, Ginny managed to grab it first and score in the first minute of play. Fred and I passed back and forth for about five minutes before he finally decided to score. Ron huffed and got back into the game. It felt like forever for Hermione to release the snitch to keep Harry and I busy for quite a while. We circled in opsosite directions for about fifteen minutes, with in that time Ginny and Fred both scored again and Ron blocked a fantastic shot made by Fred.
Then I saw it and smiled to myself, I tried to look casual as a slowly flew to where it was hovering but that didn't fool Harry, he saw it only seconds after I did and zoomed tword the tiny gold speck. It was a race to the Snitch as Harry and I were neck and neck, but my broom was faster, but only by so much. I felt my hands close around the cold golden ball. I smiled and turned to look at Harry, then everything went black.