It was beautiful out and given that the petite blonde had the day off, she was taking advantage by wandering around London. She'd met her family for breakfast in the morning but couldn't quite bring herself to apparate home after. Instead she continued exploring, that is until she found herself just beside the Quidditch pitch.

The sight of the hoops brought her back to her captaining days and she smiled to herself, feeling the familiar tug at her heartstrings. She missed it. Life without Quidditch was definitely different and it took some adjusting.

Deciding she needed a few minutes to soak it all in, the twenty year old took a seat on the outskirts of the pitch and relaxed.

This was nice.