[/quote][quote]Koko was finally realising the true threat of burnout. She doubted it would come to pass, but now it was just as real as frostbite. She loved talking and writing, so she had wished to be on the Headliner and had somehow managed to claim a spot as a reporter. The only downside was that she needed to interview four people before a certain deadline. And now... She was not sure if she could do it.
Nevertheless, as the blonde-haired-girl walked across the Quidditch Training Pitch, pacing anxiously right as five in the evening was about to roll around the corner, she stood straight. Her pale skin wasn't drenched in sweat, but if one touched it - they had better not - it would be damp. She was pacing because she was nervous. Koko did not talk to Gryffindors very often at all. In fact, the brash and reckless House members scared her quite a bit. They were just so brave.
The reason Koko had really wished to do this was because she loved Quidditch. She knew that the kid she had owled, Kyle, was Gryffindor's Quidditch Captain, and she would have a few questions to ask him. She was smiling carefully as she paced, just enough to look content but not enough to look at peace. This still scared her, but she would have to view it as 'coming out of her shell'. This would be absolutely fine, but... She'd heard rumours about this boy, and she sure as hell didn't want to get punched. While Koko didn't mind getting dirty every once in a while, she did have a set amount of vanity, and she really valued her nose. She didn't want her face to be covered in blood!
The sun was in the middle of the Western side of the sky, in the process of setting but not finished with it at all. The breeze was soft for September, and it was a cool evening with spotty clouds. All in all, it was beautiful. It was the perfect day to talk about Quidditch.