-I grit my teeth pain shooting through my arm. I struggle to my feet blood running down my forehead. I'm covered in dust and I realize my arm is broken. I hold up the snitch-
-The crowd cheers when they see the snitch. I drop it and clutch my arm. I grit my teeth in pain when I talk- "I crashed..."
Rose: *Nods* Jake! I think he's broke his arm *whispers to Salrion* Be grateful Lockhart doesn't work here anymore.