Practice alone?

Digging through the storage the young Gryffindor sighed at how boring this whole thing was alone. But it was an early Saturday, the castle itself seemed to be asleep! Muttering to herself she dragged a box containing two bludgers out on the field; any other balls were just boring or annoying to her. With her bat and her broom ready she kicked the box open and jumped out of the way. Being alone she have to go for becoming a better flyer and avoid them, but anything to get on the team and be a part of a real game…

Gage had woken early that day. He planned to run laps around the field and practice his flying. Dressed in his quidditch pants, running shoes, and shirt, Gage made his way down to the field. It was cold that morning, but there wasn't any snow.

Heading down into the field, Gage spotted someone else.

Getting up into the air Freya spotted someone else approaching the field and frowned a bit; she was pretty sure no team would be practicing today, she'd checked!
But then she had to dodge a bludger and was torn away from her thoughts; hopefully the one down there wouldn't get close enough to become a target...