Emma had been spending a lot of time studying than she had in the past few years at Hogwarts instead of building book towers like usual (she still built the book towers, but not before reading the books). Between that, quidditch tryouts, AND classes, she felt like she hadn't seen her little brother in DAYS (possible exaggeration, but it definitely wasn't their usual visits like back home) and so she'd sent off a charmed noted folded like a bird to go and find him so that she could get that quality time.

Because it felt too cold to be outside, but she still wanted to do something fun, the fifteen year old had packed her satchel with snacks and headed down to the second floor where there was a designated spot for games.

She patted the medieval wizard on the head, walked by and set down her satchel. Then, while she waited, she started up a game of wizard skittles by herself.