Classes were over and everyone was making their way to the Quidditch stadium. The students were all excited about it and wasted no time speeding their way into their house seats. Unfortunately, this meant that Nesta's friends had to be separated. But for once, they didn't mind it.

Before the game, Emerie and the twins met up with Nesta during transiting to Charms class. "You'll be fine, Nes."

"Yeah, we'll cheer for you Nesta. All the way." Gwyn said, hugging her friend from behind. Nesta giggled at the impact. "Hey Nesta!" Nesta turned to see Bryce walking with Nesryn. "Rowan wanted me to remind you that th Quidditch players head straight to the stadium 5 minutes before class ends."

"Okay! Thanks Bryce."

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Nesta was shaking head to toe. Her first Quidditch game. Her first one. Where everyone was watching. Watching her win. Watching her fail. Watching her make a fool of herself. Either way, it frightened her. A lot.

Gripping her new Nimbus 2000, Nesta felt her entire body jitter and shake. "Nervous?" Nesta was interrupted from her thoughts by her Perfect, Rowan. He and the others were all in their Quidditch match gear, standing in front of a green curtain. Behind that curtain was the entrance to the field. Nesta could hear the crowd cheering for her and her team. It made her want to gag.

Nesta managed to nod. "Perfectly normal. I was just like you my first time." Rowan said as Nesta looked at him, his stone face keeping a close vision on what was behind that curtain. "What happened?"

"Passed out 2 minutes in. Woke up in the hospital a week later." Nesta winced a bit at the thought of that.

Aelin chuckled silently. "The Slytherins were so embarrassed."

"You, be quiet." Rowan glared the moment the curtains lifted.

The Slytherins mounted their brooms and zoomed across the sky. They flew in formation. One time around the field and to the right side forming a semi circle. The Gryffindors did the same thing except on the left side of the field. The only players that weren't in the circle were the Seekers. Nesta and the Gryffindor Seeker floated above the other players. Nesta heard a cheer from her left side. She saw the Hufflepuffs cheering for her. Well, mostly the Bedara twins. "Woo! Go Nesta!" Gwyn cheered as Catrin gave her a thumbs up. Nesta blush and brushed a bit of her hair behind her ear.

Before she knew it, a voice boomed in the stadium. "Hello everyone!" Welcome to the first Quidditch game of the season. Today, it's Slytherin versus Gryffindor!" Nesta recognized the voice. It was Lysandra, a 3rd year like Rowan.

"Coach Helion is now on the field with the box in his hand." Lysandra said. Nesta looked down on the field. She couldn't see clearly, but she was able to hear his voice. "Now then, I want a nice clean game. From all of you." he glared at all of the players. He even looked up at the Seekers. "That means you too."

Nesta looked at the Gryffindor Seeker. Really looked. He was an Illryian like Emerie and Azriel. His hair was in a small bun and the remaining long hair was in the back. His Gryffindor gear shone brightly in the sun while her Slytherin colors refuse to glow in the sun light. Nesta had seen him a couple of times with his Perfect Rhysand but that's about it.

He stood straight and proud. His glare made Nesta squirm on the inside. She could've sworn she felt her hands fidgeting on her broomstick.

"Coach Helion releases the bludgers and the golden snitch. Remember the snitch is worth 150 points." Lysandra announced as Nesta saw the bludgers being released into the air. Then the golden snitch did the same thing to the Gryffindor Seeker.

When the snitch flew off, it disappeared out of reach. Helion tosses the quaffle into the air. "The quaffle is released. And the game begins!"

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Danika catches it first. She successfully dodges the opposing teams' Chasers. She maneuvers her way to the Gryffindor hoops and throws the quaffle through the hoop. The bell chimes. "10 points to Slytherin!" Lysandra shouts as the crowd goes wild.

Nesta cheered herself. She'd be down there with the other Slytherins, but both Seekers have to wait for the golden snitch.

"Gryffindor takes position of the quaffle. Henry passes it to Captain Rhysand." Nesta saw Rhysand avoiding the Slytherin hoops. Only when he throws it, does Rowan use end of his broomstick to swat it away. The quaffle was caught by Manon. Nesta was able to catch a glimpse of Rowan's smirk.

Nesta turned to see where Manon was. She and Danika were passing the quaffle back and forth, throwing the Gryffindors' game off. Nesta giggled at them as Manon finally passed the ball to Asterin, scoring another 10 points to Slytherin.

The game was going smoothly, but Nesta began to notice the Gryffindors' anger. Henry, a Gryffindor Chaser kicked Aelin's broomstick off course, causing her to spin out. He also grabbed a Beater's stick and whacked a bludger towards Rowan. Rowan was too busy passing the quaffle to prepare for the impact that came.

Rowan hit his head on the bludger and the hoop. He fell to the ground, his broomstick keeping him from having anymore damage.

Nesta resisted the urge to move and only glared at the Chaser. "You won't win." she vowed silently.

Because Rowan was out cold, the Gryffindors were able to gain 10 points. Rhysand nudged his teammate. "What the hell, Henry!"

"Just playing the game." Henry replied as he and another Chaser named Hunt squeezed their way towards Asterin. "Hey! I can't get-WAH!" Asterin didn't have time to say anything. She was forced to crash into a tower. She fell to the ground, unconscious.

The Gryffindors laughed in the crowd. Nesta could here Morrigan's gloating from afar. Nesta watched as the Gryffindors scored another point. She wish she could help them. She had to. They're her friends.

Nesta heard a faint buzzing noise in her ear. She turned her head and almost smiled with excitement. There it was. The golden snitch.

Catch this ball, and we win.

Rowan's words struct Nesta like an arrow. It's up to her now. She has to get it. Nesta could tell the Gryffindor in front of her can see it too. She won't let him get it first. The snitch flew around, taunting them. Without thinking, Nesta zoomed towards the snitch, her Slytherin pride the only thing keeping her from charging at the Gryffindor instead of the snitch.