Destiny didn't know how much she missed watching Quidditch until it was taken away from her. Sure, she wasn't a HUGE fan nor did she like flying all that much, but sitting in the stands, cheering like crazy was something she did like.

And that was something she was good at!

Besides, what kind of friend would she be if she didn't go to cheer on Evelyn? A pretty lousy one, that's for sure.

With her Slytherin scarf wrapped around half her face, because it was super cold, Destiny made her way up the many steps of the stands, trailing a little behind Marie. Someone was in a rush. "Mmhmm." she mumbled, not bothering to take the scarf off. And even if Destiny didn't want to sit ALL the way up there, Marie would have dragged her. It was best to just agree with that one.

Plopping down in the seat, because she was tired of walking and because Marie sat down, too, Destiny unwrapped the scarf from her face. "Why didn't you try out for the team? You like flying fast and hitting people. You'd be the perfect Beater."

That was a compliment.