Andy wasn't feeling herself again today, she didn't even bother bringing her broom with her and yet her feet trailed a familiar path to the quidditch pitch. Instead of going onto the pitch though, she walked to where the stands were and climbed up into the Gryffindor stand. She sat herself down in the far back row and leaned her head against the frame.
A figure out flying caught her eye, it would appear to be Brian. He had improved greatly, she mused. She didn't want him to see her, so slunk further into the bench to watch.
She jumped up as he collided harshly with the ground, afraid that he had hurt himself but then she heard his laughter and smiled to herself. He's caught the bug, she thought.
She turned and walked back down the steps, as much as she missed it she wasn't quite ready to talk to him yet .