Meera kept her eyes glued to the sky, searching for any sign of the illustrious snitch. She stayed near the goalposts on her side of the pitch, while also watching for bludgers, but paying little attention to the other action.

Just like that, out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a bludger coming towards her and made to get out of its way, but it got blocked before making it that far. Mayur was great like that. But this is why she was looking out for those flying death machines as well.

Just then, she spotted something golden by the stands. Speeding towards it as fast as possible, she noticed England's seeker going for it as well, coming from the opposite direction. That snitch was HERS. She grabbed for it, right in the spot she knew it was in, hoping to grab not the other seekers hand, but the fluttering metal symbol of victory.