Summer was such a wonderful time of the year. It was the time when Selina could spend all day playing Quidditch and all night staying up late to do nonsense before waking up the next day and starting it all over again. This summer ritual was the epitome of wonderful. Nothing else could beat this life style, which only reinforced for the sixteen year old that she wanted to play Quidditch professionally. A career where all she had to do was play Quidditch sounded just fine to her and she could see herself sporting the colors of whichever team she made.

But today was not the day to worry about that. She had all day to herself because her Mum still worked during the summer and her Dad was spending the next two weeks away at training for the Falcons. That meant that it was just her and her Mum for two whole weeks and that meant that her days were her own, which was bloody brilliant. There was so much that she wanted to do and so little time, but most of her ideas boiled down to playing Quidditch down on the Pitch.

Pulling herself together to go outside and play she ran down to the kitchen to grab a small snack- pasta and meatballs. Who said pasta was only a lunch food? Breakfast was plenty deserving of pasta as well. Grabbing a bowl of pasta in her one hand, she headed back toward the front hall to grab her sneakers. It was going to be an awesome day.