Who: Everyone!
Where: Shrieking Shack
Warnings: To be edited.~
The shrieking shack moaned softly as the wind hit it. A soft pitter patter due to a light drizzel could be heard echoing off the rooftop as the trees swayed from side to side. Their leaves brushed up against each other gently and created a soft whispery effect. One could say they were making bets on the upcoming quidditch match that was about to begin near their roots.