Salem loved watching the school Quidditch games. The atmosphere of excitement and everyone cheering for the teams made it feel like some kind of festival or carnival that she missed seeing when she'd traveled with her family. It was easy to get lost in the wash of noise, but Salem found a good spot in the crowd, watching as the game kicked off and the balls started flying. "Ouch, Gryffindor trying to chip off the Ravenclaw chasers early. But I guess Ravenclaw's aiming for their seeker instead," Salem said mostly to herself, grimacing as Flynn North took his first of possibly many bludgers. "Aww, come on, Gryff!" She called as Ravenclaw made the first goal, half cheering to encourage their Keeper, half cheering for their chaser no in possession.