It'd had been about a year since Travis had even touched a broom... and he was already signing up for Quidditch. Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!

Luckily the Sporty-Athletic Man was teaching a basics lesson again, before the try-outs were happening. Trav was so taking advantage of that, and there was nothing anyone could do to stop him! Travis walked down the grounds... wait... Vindictus wasn't in the stadium. He was in the empty field outside of it.

Maybe Mr. Professor-Head-of-House, was scared all the new flyers would mess up his field. Which was completely legitimate... for some. Trav still thought it was weird.

" 'Lo Professor." Trav said softly with a polite nod. then plopped himself down on the grass before the Vindictus. His legs made a pretzel and he waited for Vindy's instructions.