The afternoon promised to be a busy one for Tristan. He would be trying out for the National Team and there was to be a part afterwards which he planned to attend. His morning was a busy one and he had found himself in Hogsmeade to do some last minute errand. His nerves were singing through his system as each tick of a clock ticked closer to it being the time that he would have to report in at the tryouts. He just hoped he would not be running late.

He had been cutting through Padmore Park when he heard a vaguely familiar voice exclaiming quite excitedly that they had 'got it'. "Mister Holm, what has you so excited?" He couldn't help asking curiously as he came to a pause and set his bag on the ground.