Megan Jones had heard about Oliver Wood coming to Hogwarts. Since she heard, she had convinced a 2nd year boy to occasionaly scout around the school and alert her of Wood's arrival. Well, he had, and Megan had raced to the pitch without telling Ry or Wayne a thing. Hopefully, he wasn't already swamped with admirers fans. She was huffing by the time she got there, and she perked up quickly when she saw him all alone. He was turning to leave, but she was busy trying to gather her breath from her jog to the pitch. She held out a hand...