Heidi Macavoy rushed out of the Ministry of Magic after the community service supervisor announced she was done for the day. It had been like torture, going around stapling things and cleaning all day. Acting like a lackey. She didn't see how anyone could stand it. What's more, she had been put in a bitter and sad mood since, while working, she had caught a quick glimpse of a blonde head that she knew too well. But she had pushed that aside and tried her best to deny it.
Though, she really had no choice in the matter. After failing a drug test the Harpies had given the team (how she'd passed so many times before was beyond her) they had assigned her community service at the ministry to work during her suspension for the rest of the season.
She knew that the team had no choice, otherwise they would have tolerated her self-destructing habits of drinking, doing drugs and womanizing because she was the best chaser they had, especially after Gwenog Jones' retirement last season.
Passing through the streets, she could see the camera's flash of a stray reporter looking for a scoop about her life. She really hated that. They already made her life and problems headliners anyways, she didn't want to have anything else to do with them.
Pulling up the collar on her brown jacket, she wore aviator sunglasses to cut down on some people recognizing her as she made her way to the market, after apperating to Diagon Ally. The sunglasses covered her red eyes that had long ago lost their signature brightness and were now only a dull blue. Looking at them, one could clearly tell that she had had a rough night the day before. Heidi could still remember the exact day that her eyes had lost whatever sparkle they had. The rest of her outfit was worn out jeans and sneakers, she never wore robes except her quidditch ones.
She debate going to a bar or club tonight as she usually did to find a girl and decided that the work today had drained her so she would go to her loft, a fairly large one, in the more artsy section of muggle London in a warehouse, away from the prying eyes of the wizarding world. She knew she could probably afford a very nice sized house in the wizarding world, or the muggle one for that matter, but she liked the simplicity of her warehouse loft.
Slipping into the market to restock on her essentials, Heidi walked straight to the alcohol section and immediately put too bottles of the finest Firewhiskey in her basket. Now that she had that, she looked around the market, deciding that she probably needed some food too.