Who: Taff and Morag Where: Quidditch Pitch When: Midday (they are skipping class) What: Random interaction Status: Beware of language Incomplete|Closed though you could ask
Morag had quidditch on the brain with the upcoming match. She was dreading it, she didn't feel like the team was prepared. She often felt like a crap captain but she was made captain for a reason and she wanted perfection from the team. It was the stress of the game that had made her ditch classes and go out into the pitch to practice in the snow. She hadn't got far as she was now just standing in the middle of the pitch shivering. She was only in a thin sweater and some yoga pants. She really should have worn something thicker. She could have put a warming charm on her but she didn't want to over heat once she started flying around. She wasn't do the flying thing and therefore she was shivering as she stood in the snow.
She thought that perhaps she would just go inside and hang out with Ernie, or Lisa or Terry. Morag wasn't so sure who wouldn't be in class, and she also wasn't sure if she wanted to go inside. She needed to practice before the game.