It had been a perfect day for flying, air crisp with the promise of a new beginning. The crowd's excitement from the stands was palpable all the way to the locker rooms. Ginny looked around the room for one last time, at her team getting ready for the match that awaited them. A lot of her teammates refused to look at her, but she could hear sniffling across the room. Instead of going to practice, this time tomorrow she would be at home with her husband, watching their youngest discover the world and grow up before their very eyes. Quidditch had served her well, but Ginny knew that when it came to it, she would to give it up for her family. 