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It was now two in the morning, and this match that should have been eventful, but nonetheless a short-lived experience, was continuing into its thirteenth hour. Or, more accurately, would be when this two-hour time out was finished. But, that was currently an hour and a half away, and with little left to keep her adrenaline-fueled focus, Saoirse had retreated from the stress of the pitch with the intent of wandering the grounds. Was it a silent and idle threat to potentially never return to this disaster of a quidditch match unfolding before her? Perhaps, but not truly, for she had barely made it off the grass before swerving under the stands and slipping beneath the pitch's complex support system of wood and magic.

This would be a good place to, for lack of a better term, hide, wouldn't it? Low lighting, minimal noise, off the beaten path... she sunk against one of the beams unceremoniously, finding that having not bothered to remove her equipment helped make it easier slip down to the ground smoothly. She welcomed the soft ground, and after a few silent seconds Saoirse felt herself exhale the growing tension within her in the form of a revealing sigh.

Just as she was about to pull off her shoes, a distinct shuffling of mass not too far away caught her attention, and instinctively she squinted her eyes to peer through the dim light. It took a few moments for her eyes to adjust, but when they did, a lump formed in her throat and her heart heaved excitedly. "Howell?"

How long had he been here? Or had he just appeared from thin air? Her eyes searched his form hungrily, but in a very different manner than the past twelve hours. Saoirse felt torn by his presence, as she had decided earlier today by her best efforts to stay away from him, which included now, but was startlingly too pleased by his appearance to do much else but ponder this hastily-made vow. She, once again, cursed his beautiful looks and wonderful personality.

"We shouldn't be seen together here," Saoirse murmured faintly, vaguely, finally shifting her gaze away from him. She pushed her back into the beam behind her a bit forcefully, using it to help keep her sitting up straight.