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Henry!
It could never be said that Delilah Spinnet didn't love her brother. Ever. Because it took an incredible amount of it for her to sit though a twelve hour quidditch match. And it wasn't even over yet. Granted, it was hard not to get caught up in the excitement. She was all decked out in Gryffindor colors that she really hadn't worn in years, going as far as coloring strands of her hair red and gold for the day, but there was a limit. Delilah had taken her own breaks constantly through out hours four through nine literally unable to sit still long enough to care. If she missed the catching of the snitch, she was sure someone would be more than happy to recount the events for her. Charlie would never know.

When the 'official' break was announced, Delilah was out of her seat in seconds promising Nora she would not take the opportunity to disappear for good. Just enough time make it to Hogsmeade for a drink. It was nice being back at Hogwarts. It certainly helped her drab mood for her to pretend, at least for the weekend, she was still back in school when things were simpler. Something about Hogwarts that made her forget about everything outside the grounds.

She couldn't help the slightly mischievous grin that formed when she spotted a familiar face in the crowd. Now it certainly felt like she was back in school, and 1975 was a really good year. She hadn't seen Henry since before Istanbul. She had been meaning to talk to him ever since she got back on her feet, but the time never seemed right. She never knew how to deal with delicate situations, always being far to loud and brash. Instead she sent flowers and dealt with his assistant with very few complaints (well until she was told she couldn't duel, but that was just a very bad week).

It wouldn't be awkward to talk to him now. Not here in Hogsmeade, with a very aggressive Slytherin versus Gryffindor match going on. Maybe Henry wouldn't mind also pretending it was still 1975 for a day. Not even bothering to ask, Delilah settled herself into the empty seat next to Henry. "Trade scarves with you. You don't have nearly enough of the right colors on." She teased lightly.