Harry's broom starts acting funky, tossing that crappy CGI version of Harry all over the place.
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Hermione made sure she bought binoculars, large enough to see the surface of freakin' Mars with, to watch the game.
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They suspect Snape, who's making kissy faces to Hermione.
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So Hermione goes after him.
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And sets his ass on fire.
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Suffice it to say, Snape isn't pleased with being set on fire. And he screams like a girly man.
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"That's what you get for trying to hurt the future father of my children! Now think about that next time you blow kissy faces at me, you big perve!"
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The rest of this Quidditch stuff is very boring for shippers. So blah, blah, blah, Gryffindor wins! Obviously.
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Harry looks up to Hermione.
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She's his biggest supporter, cheering for him like an insane person.
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Will someone please wake up Ron?
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Poor Snape. He was trying to save Harry's life and he gets set on fire, has to watch his team loose, and still hasn't gotten any nookie.
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Harry is the hero, even though he really didn't do much. Where's poor Oliver, huh?? Everyone seemed to forget that he fell like a billion feet to the ground after getting hit with a very large object. Scottish discrimination, it is! He's too hot to die - someone go get him, please!
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The hell? Suddenly it's Christmas. We know this because it's snowing and there's cheery Christmas music playing in the background.
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