Zooming across the field, Mason kept his gaze focused and lowered his body closer to the broom handle, trying to get the broom to go faster. Sadly, the school broom just didn't go faster and after a couple of more attempts he gave up with a sigh.

He continued to circle the pitch, enjoying the wind and the freedom. He checked his watch after a moment and was relieved that he still had half an hour more of free time. He turned the broom and flew past the stands and as he looked around for something else to do he noticed a figure leaning against the stands on the other side of the pitch.

Recognizing the Gryffindor, Mason turned and flew towards her. "Hey Champion" he grinned "You're just going to stand there or are you gonna grab a broom and fly as well?" he asked the moment he was near her and put a brake on the broom so that he was hovering in front of her.