Selina was nothing sort of exhausted. The night before she had been up scratching her head trying to figure out the roster for the Gryffindor Quidditch game next weekend. The last group of people that had played had done very well, so much so that they had won, but the redhead was all about teamwork. And maybe, just maybe, she would switch things up a bit next game position wise and even let people play who did not get the chance last game. Then again, everyone EVERY practice had to prove that they deserved to be on that field. Not even the seeker position was set in stone... okay well maybe THAT position.

But today was not about how tired she was or how upset she was at the roster situation. No, today was about getting to watch some good, ol' fashioned Quidditch. And Selina was thrilled. It was a little hard for her to pick which team she would be rooting for, but Selina was NOT a huge fan of Milton, so it was pretty easy for her to choice after she remembered that. Yeah, yeah... she was rooting for the snakes. BUT SHE WAS WEARING MOUSTACHE STUFF TO SUPPORT VIVI. Because that girl defied description of awesome.