Hermione stopped paying attention to the match. She concentrated on searching for the Snitch with all five of her senses. What had happened had been an important warning. Malfoy had every chance of being the one to catch the Snitch, despite his baffling performance a few minutes earlier. Hermione had known from the beginning that she didn’t stand a chance, but, now that she was living it, she couldn’t accept it. She wanted to win. She wanted to catch that Snitch. She didn’t want the Gryffindor team to lose because of her. Because now it felt like it would be her fault. She was just another one of the team. They were scoring like they didn’t think they could. Now all they needed was the Snitch. One lucky break, and they would win.