She knew the Quidditch pitch was intended for actual Quidditch practise but sometimes Fawne liked to do nothing more than borrowing a book from the library and lounging on the spectator benches high up in the sky reading. Nobody ever seemed to come up to the stands when there was no games for viewing and so it was always quiet, it helped that the view was lovely too...

With a small half smile she turned the page of her DaDA book and began reading the next chapter, silver eyes scanning the words. She was laid along a bench on her stomach one arm propping her up and the other holding the book. As for her choice in book, well she wanted to be well prepared for the next class, besides she found the professor to be rather nice; which made a change. And she wanted to show that she did have sense in her head.