After a rather trying day of lessons, Mandy was only too happy to make her escape from both homework and Ravenclaw. She carried her broom over her shoulder, moving towards the Qudditch Pitch slowly. It was a beautiful day, with a light breeze and it was warm-- it was the perfect day for flying.
Mandy moved behind Harry quietly, setting her broom down for a moment and bracing her hands on his shoulders as she leaned over him and glanced down at the broom and his handy work. She was going to have to train her seeker day and night to have a chance at beating Gryffindor. "That's not going to help when it comes time for Qudditch, Harry." she teased with a chuckle.