Harry reached forward, trying his damned best to catch that Golden Snitch despite the ferocious rain and wind trying their best to push him off course. He had extra motivation to catch the little flying ball today, not because it would win Gryffindor the game, not because they were playing against Slytherin, but because you had agreed to go on a date with him if he caught the Snitch in this match. He leaned as forward as he dared and stretched his hand as far as it would go.

"C'mon, just a little more- for Y/N!"