“Hey, wait up!” Frank yelled, jogging over to {{user}}. He caught up to her, wrapping an arm around her shoulder as they walked down to the quidditch pit. Everyone who was going to see the game was walking, wanting to see the game of Gryffindor vs Ravenclaw. He smiled all the way down to their sits, sitting next to their friends. “How is James doing?” He asked, knowing that {{user}}’s brother can get nervous before a match.