Closed Golden Snitch

[Michel Smith]

It was a rather cloudy day, but Michel seemed perfect to walk outside the castle walls. He put on his comfortable clothes and grabbed the broomsticks, and went to the Quidditch pitch if he could fly unnoticed. He liked quidditch, but so far did not have the courage to join the team, because he was not sure that he was too good in his flying skills. While he was going to the pitch he started to rain a little, but it didn't bother him and he wouldn't have to go back to the castle. Michel continued on his way.

When he got to the pitch, he didn't fly right away, but sat down in the stands and started cleaning his broomstick, because it was quite dirty and he hadn't stopped spraying. Michel hoped it wouldn't rain hard.

@Amelie Derouin

 

[Amelie Derouin]

Amelie had taken to practicing more on her own, having grown a bit more comfortable in her solitude since Ares had left. She hummed softly to herself as she walked down to the pitch, her broom in hand. She didn't take off right into the air, however, spotting someone sitting in the stands. She veered towards them, approaching with a smile. "Hello!" She greeted with a friendly smile. "What brings you down here?"