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Nettie hadn't anticipated heading down to do some flying today but...she had nothing else to do, honestly. She was BOOOOORED. It was that weird part of the term where school had technically started, but classes hadn't REALLY gotten underway so she didn't have a bunch of studying to do. She could have worked on her languages, but she'd done a ton of that the night before and her brain kind of felt like it was going to explode. So. Here she was!

Her Nimbus was hoisted over her shoulder, and she was wearing her workout gear since it was still relatively nice and she didn't need a hoodie or anything. This was her FAVORITE weather to play in. As she headed to the pitch, she noticed a girl just...standing there.

"Um, hi. Do you need help?" she asked as she approached. The girl was definitely familiar as an older student, but other than that...Nettie didn't know her. She didn't THINK she was on any team, though?

It wasn't long before Maeve had company and the sixteen year old wondered if maybe she ought to be up in the stands instead. It wasn't as if she was planning on flying; just standing and watching and well, she might be in the way or risk being smacked in the face. Evidently not on the team as she wearing her uniform skirt which she might have magicked to be just a bit shorter *ahem* hardly noticeable as it could definitely pass it off as her having grown taller

Help? Recognizing the girl as a quidditch player - the broom was kind of a dead giveaway - she shook her head. "I'm just ... watching." Oh speaking of fine specimens of the male species, was that Patrick Dooley up in the stands??! WAIT. Stands? Why wasn't he with a broom the way this girl was? Staring a moment, she looked back at the girl. "Why's he up there? Isn't he a quidditch player?" Also, should she go say hi; she hadn't seen him since before the world cup at Scribbulus and was curious how his exams went and well, the rest of his summer.
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