Terry wasn't sure what he was doing outside at the Quidditch grounds, studying out of all the things he could possibly do, but he was unfortunately dragged there by his friends to join them in hitting the books. The only class he ever really worked hard for was Potions, and with Herbology coming as a close second. He really wanted to become a Potioneer, and with that career comes with being excellent in mixing liquids in cauldrons, and knowing the ingredients and herbs that are important. It was a tough road to take, and sure he slacked off in some of his other classes, but Terry was determined in his career choice.
He looked around the grounds and saw other people studying as well - or at least trying to. It was a bit hard to concentrate since others were talking, opting to chase one another across the grounds, completely forgetting their homework and such. But he had to admit the fresh air and cool breeze was pretty relaxing, which made focusing exactly difficult to do. Terry just wanted to lay there and sleep.
As he looked around some more, he noticed a familiar girl sitting by the Hufflepuff section of the stands. It looked like it was Lesley Toddington, and Terry had just been looking for her to give her something. Getting up from the ground and leaving his friends to their reading, he ran up to the stands, and approached her. "Hey," he greeted with a nod. "Everything okay?" he asked, noticing her little sister on her lap.