Dylan was already up in the air when Alice arrived at the locker room, so as soon as she was dressed in her gear, she was running out onto the grass as fast as she could. He was supposed to wait, didn't he know? Polite. Even though she wouldn't have waited for him either.

The fifth year mounted her broom quickly, relishing the feel of it again. It had been ages since she'd ridden it instead of a school one, what with Ascanius nicking it from her and all. At least it didn't take her too long to get back in the feel of it, and soon she was up in the air and zooming along after the Slytherin. Was he just doing laps? Alice could do laps. She quietly tagged along behind him as he made rounds, going just fast enough to be on his tail, but slow enough to stay unnoticed.

.. was he doing a Wronski Feint now?

She wasn't fond of those. At all. For reasons. They weren't something she was too keen on trying, but it was kind of fun to watch Dylan attempt one. Alice stayed put and continued doing laps above him while he dove, leaning closer to her broom handle and trying to keep as low as possible, braid zooming behind her head.

Had he seen her yet?