The cool breeze whipped at her hair and she reflexively ran a hand through it in order to push it back from her face. Silently cursing at the lack of hair tie she peered around in the gloom. She liked the darkness, her eyes adjusting to take in as much light as possible so she could see. It wasn't perfect vision but it was better then absolute blindness. The night itself was like a heavy curtain of darkness, the stares forcing it to shimmer in the almost cloudless night. Her heart raced as Jimmy turned to face her pulling out a struggling snitch wrapped in cloth.<br/><br/>"Are you sure?"  she murmured, hesitating slightly before her hand reached up to grasp the broom handle, deliecet fingers all but caressing the magic infused wood as a childish joy she rarely felt anymore filled her.