Mona walked out onto the quidditch pitch, dressed in a short, blue dress and light, violet cloak. Her Nimbus 2001 was under her arm, but this time, no cat was sneering at the broomstick. Ginger had decided she doesn't like the quidditch pitch and stayed in the Ravenclaw tower.

She got onto it and flew twenty metres above the ground, feeling the strong winds on her face and swaying her cloak wildly in the wind. She saw a person and flew down towards her. Mona got off her broom and carried it under her arm again.
"Hi." she greeted her cheerily.