Harry saw it. The snitch. It was flying a foot away from Malfoy's head. It was a good thing Malfoy was making fun of me, Harry thought. Harry zoomed after it, as he noticed a bludger following him everywhere he went. Malfoy caught up to him and they both raced for the snitch.

Harry was quicker though. It also helped that Malfoy fell off his broom and landed in a split. He reach out for the snitch. He almost had it when a bludger hit him hard on the hand. He lost control of his broom but quickly regained it. He reached forward and grabbed it, but also fell off his broom. He landed on his back. Harry was so happy. He had won the game for his team and shown off to Malfoy that just because Malfoy had a better broom doesn't mean he was a better seeker than himself. He was so happy he had forgotten about the bludger.

As he stood up, he felt something hit him hard on the back of his head. After that all he saw was blackness.

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Harry heard a distant voice saying something. It sounded as thought they were far away. But soon, the voice was as clear a water. He then sat up with a start. He was alone, lying in the hospital wing. Madam Pomfrey saw he was awake and came over to him.

"Good, you're awake" she said.

"What happened to me?" he asked.

"Well, you caught the snitch and a bludger came at you and hit you in the head." she explained.

That explained why his head was throbbing.