Greta's mouth was permanently agape as she stared at brightly coloured people who zoomed past. She vaguely  remembered Cam explaining that some of the players were from Hogsmeade, the wizarding city, and some had come from Morocco but she hadn't really been listening. There had been just so much new information coming at her these days that retaining it had become a bit of a worry. She was definitely beginning to suffer abit of magic-overload. It was if her preparation had been useless because now she was trying to learn everything she could and there was just so much to learn that a month wasn't nearly enough. She felt jealous of children who had their whole lives to get ready - she wasn't sure at this stage she'd finish reading her text books before term started! She was sure her teachers would test her on them that first week no matter what Maddie or Cam said!

The speed of flyers was one thing - as was the noise of the stands. Cam had pulled her out to the railing so they could better watch the flyers and she tried to make sure she didn't grab at his arm in fright as some more zoomed past. He was with his friends now and she didn't want to embarrass him.

He mentioned something about about her never needing a broomstick and all she could do was shyly nod and try to remember to close her mouth because no doubt she looked like an idiot - she definitely couldn't picture herself up there flying like that. She spotted a girl on one brooms though - that was amazing in itself.  In her new world girls could fly and compete in matches like this with boys.

Greta quivered in excitement.

Her world had gotten so much bigger.