If there was one thing Landon had always been truly passionate about, it was Quidditch. Actually, that wasn't exactly true; he loved a good game of chess or gobstones, but Quidditch had always reserved a place in his heart. Which was, perhaps, what made it so unusual that Landon had never tried out for the Gryffindor Quidditch team. The truth in the matter was that he had never found the time, in amongst avoiding trouble with Lucy, Artemis, and Jareth, becoming a prefect, and finally becoming Head Boy. Still, he loved watching a match just as much as the idea of playing in one. If not more. At least this way his limbs had more chance of staying in tact.
"Greetings, Gryffindors," Landon called out as he found his way into stands to join his fellow students, "Hello, professors." Landon added, giving a short but respectful bow of the head. "Nice day for it." Landon, as was his custom, was dressed in full uniform, gleaming Head Boy badge pinned to his front. Today he had come with addition of a woolly Gryffindor hat. It was team spirit, he thought to himself, but it was also useful for hiding the overdue haircut. On the upside, it kept the sun off his head.