Bloody hell, it's FREEZING! Shivering slightly from the cold, and put out by the fact that even the long hike towards the pitch and up the stairs to the stands hadn't warmed her up even a tiny bit, she quickly pushed in between the crowds to find a safe place to sit. As per usual, Rachel only showed up for the second half of the game and, staring around her at the people who's noses were redder than the Gryffindor scarves, she thought that it had been the correct choice today.

She was excited to see all the big stars playing, of course, but in fact she was WAY more interested in watching the Professors play. There was something very satisfying about observing them doing something other than teaching... Perhaps it was the fact that she would not get any homework from this encounter with them.