Harry, Ron, Remus, Tonks and Hermione waited in front of the house. It was barely five minutes before Sirius came bounding out, followed by Moody.
“All settled!” Sirius said, grinning broadly. Moody scowled, muttered under his breath, and walked off, waving his wand and whispering spells.
Sirius too was waving his wand and muttering, and, suddenly, the tiny patch of grass in front of Grimmauld Place expanded. It grew for almost a minute, and as the onlookers marveled, a single hoop zoomed up fifty feet high on either end. “One Quidditch Pitch, as promised,” Sirius said, beaming.