Megan had been more than willing to go for a fly when Wayne had brought it up earlier that day. After finishing up some last minute homework she had the Hufflepuff practically jogged all the way from the basement corridor to the pitch. Not because she was terrified of being caught out of the dorms so late, but she didn't want to be the last one to show up.
That would have been rather lame to be honest.
With her own broom resting atop her shoulder, Megan entered the pitch with an attempt to catch her breath. She recognized Wayne already zipping about above and went to stand in the center of the well trimmed grass. Calling out to the boy she asked, "Oie! Who else is coming!?"