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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.

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STOP RIGHT THERE - TUMBLR POLICE

M’am do you have any idea how fast you were reblogging?

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WE SAID STOP RIGHT THEREimage

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Oh lord… 

can somebody find me that gif with misha that says ”that was bautiful” CAUSE THIS IS FUCKING BEAUTIFUL

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