The seats were in the middle, the middle of the field, the middle of the stands, the middle of the row. All three of them assured the blonde the seats were great. Ron produced his omniculars from the last match he attended all those years ago. The four of them took turns looking through them. Pavarti was people watching when she noticed a luxury box filled with their former classmates. "Okay, Lav, six boxes up, two to the left. Tell me the real world has not been good for Neville!" She handed over the looking device.