It was a decent enough day, but still bitterly cold for Abigail but she was tired of being cooped up inside, she could only spend so much time reading and pretending to sleep after all. So she picked up the one jacket she "found" and her broom. She had bought the broom last year and there was no way she was going to get rid of it, flying was probably one of the only things she was good at, but she was still quite afraid so she wasn't all that sure if she really was going to fly.
She pulled her brown curls into a loose bun and put her glasses on, knowing that if she was going to fly she would need to use something to help her see the snitch better. Abbey was as blind as a bat. She walked out of the Slytherin house and went through the - no so - secret passageway from the dungeons onto the pitch hoping that no one was there and if there was she wouldn't be pushed into flying if she really didn't want to. With the large knot in her stomach she could already tell that she wasn't really up for it.
When she reached the pitch she sighed to herself, not realizing she had stepped into the pitch on the opposite end someone else had. She flicked her bright eyes around the pitch and smiled contently to herself, she didn't see anyone there. Even though she had her glasses on she still had very bad vision. So she walked further into the pitch, until she was on the outer edges of the snow covered grass and stopped walking, setting the end of her broom down lightly on the snow and she gripped it tightly. Abbey looked up above her, relieved that the jacket hid her now yellow-green bruises on her neck but slightly saddened that they didn't hide the largest one on her right cheek from a punch of her former friend, Hadan Johnson. It wasn't until she heard someone else's steps did she realize her eyes had slowly drifted close and that someone else was there.
Abbey groaned quietly and looked ahead of her. She squinted slightly, trying to see who the figure of the boy was. "Not Noah or Theodore," she thought aloud, then shrugged, deciding that if the person knew her and wanted to speak to her they would come towards her.