So after the less than lovely almost meeting of the yearbook staff, Cassie finally ventured from the common room. She figured it really made little sense brooding over what happened and besides it wasn't like her to let what other people say get to her.

Dressed in jogging shorts and tank, Cassie made her way to the path and proceeded to jog along, dark ponytail swishing behind her. For now she figured that it was best she put her efforts into getting ready for quidditch tryouts.

As she jogged along the path she couldn't stop her mind from wandering back to a little look she received from a certain someone in the office, the memory of it made her smile.