Having still not quite recovered from what was quite possibly
the most bizarre proposal ever, Devi had agreed to meet Nny and go flying. She was oscillating between "SQUEE" and "OMGOMG IS THIS REALLY HAPPENING OMG", and could hardly fumble her boots and coat on. In either state she was grinning like an idiot, digging up scarf and gloves and hat and hurrying/stumbling down the hallway.
It was freezing outside, snowy and icy, and her breath rose in frosty clouds as she made for the Quidditch pitch. She had to see Nny in person, to make it sink in that yes, this was indeed happening (and yes, they really had made fools out of themselves where the whole school could hear them).