Minerva really wanted the term to start out better. She wanted to be having fun and enjoying being prefect, but the fact was she wasn't. She missed Ethan horribly, she felt super out of place, and now she felt like one of her closest friends hated her. This term was already starting off bad and she had no where to go to hide from it. Either there was couple cuteness going on around her or the places just reminded her of the person that was not there.

Trying anything to get her mind off of things she grabbed her brand new broom and headed toward the pitch. She figured she would need to get on it and practicing if she was going to play this term. Plus she really had to figure out which place she was going to try out for.

Walking across the grounds she made her way into the pitch and stopped blinking at the sight. Ella was standing in the middle of the field. Not only did she not run away from her problems but the biggest upset of the past few days was standing right in front of her. She wasn't sure whether to sneak back away or just try to be friendly like nothing was wrong. But everything was wrong Ella was mad at her maybe even hated her now. That she wasn't right a frown swept across the seventh years face. "I.. Umm.. I can come back another time.. "