Golden snitch

I feel as though I am playing a seeker in Quidditch. And now, the golden snitch slipped out of my hand again. I was careful not to let go of the snitch and held it with utmost care. But still, the snitch started to close up and flap it wings. It flew right into the air as if in fear of me. I need to look for the snitch again and complete the match. It is not about winning but instead, the desire for that snitch to be back in my hands once more. I do not want the golden snitch that I treasure so much to be in despair and its wings get injured by other seekers. Accio golden snitch! Repario snitch!