"Yes!" Ginny nodded emphatically and then laughed at her own enthusiasm. "Hold on, I'll go get it!" Pointing her broom down, she flew to the ground right near the doors that led into the back of the pitch. It didn't take long for her to pop into the equipment room and find the balls they used to practice. Grabbing a practice snitch, Ginny held it tightly in her hand and headed back out, hopping on her broom and soaring back up till her found Harry. With her arm outstretched, she held out the Snitch, which unfurled it's wings and began to flutter them, clearly anxious to get out of Ginny's grip. Grinning, her eyes flashing with excitement, Ginny asked, "You ready?"