"Well yeah! Slytherins will never see footie moves coming from a mile off and some of those plays between the offensive line were wicked!" Ginny confessed with a laugh. "Have to modify them a bit for brooms, and you'll have to help me with explaining just why we're using our heads to score goals, but it could be bloody brilliant!" She had been so excited when she got the letter saying she was Quidditch captain for Gryffindor. She knew that a lot of people would've assumed it would be Harry. Or that it should be Harry. But she could do it. She knew she could. And what was more, she had a burning desire to prove that she could. Head Girling she was still skeptical about, but Quidditch...well that was most of her life anyhow. Might as well get to be in charge.
"Of course, now I almost want the other team to score!" She added with a wink. It would be rather brilliant to get to see the penalty kicks. But West Ham had the lead and she didn't want them to mess it up either.