THE Colin MacKenzie!!

Blue had been over the moon when she'd heard about him coming to teach a seminar. Not that she was an avid fan of the Montrose Magpies or anything. She was a fan, however, of very attractive successful Quidditch players. She'd even hunted for yonks through her Quidditch magazines for a picture in hopes he might do a signing at the end of the class, a picture she was now hugging tightly.

She had crossed her fingers and her toes that he'd write 'love Colin MacKenzie'. Then this fourth year could surely die happy.

So clearly she was NOT impressed to see old Botros instead. Her nervous-slash-excited smile fell to be replaced with a wrinkled nose at the 'CANCELLED' ruining the Quidditch player's face. The nerve! No they were certainly not getting smiles or 'good days'. Not after crushing a little fangirls DREAMS.

Blue flopped down onto a cushion beside Cassia, jerking her head in acknowledgement. "Hi." That was it. Her mood had soured so much that she wasn't even going to beam at her co-worker.

HMPH.