Bortos was, not unusually, in that good mood. He was wearing a blue and silver jumper, Ravenclaw scarf, and an old sports boots charmed to take the color blue as well. It was once again one of those cane-free days, so he strolled down the grounds towards the stands and hopped onto the steps to choose a seat for himself.

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Really now.. Javy didn't usually attend these kind of events. They were nice in the sense of togetherness, though the whole jumping and cheering wasn't one of his usual patterns of behavior. Still though, having school spirit was important, and who didn't love a good game of Quidditch.. especially after having not seen his former house play in so long. That got him making his way to the stands, taking his time at each step..

Perhaps the high end of the stands wouldn't be good. Choosing to sit in the middle, he let out a soft sigh in relief. The Creature teacher could really do with some tea, but the wait on his usual herbal supplies that the kitchens didn't have was going to be trying. He could do with a bit of distraction now.

"Mr. Thompson!" Botros called out, and loped his way between benches to take a seat next to his new colleague, "Nice, cold day for some fresh air and Quidditch." He rubbed his hands together, excitedly and to gain some warmth. Then he remembered the peanut bag in his pocket, and fished it out as the young Gryffindor boy was talking to the professor next to him. "Oh I would've loved for a hot Moroccan tea, but I've attended those matches before. The kids get a little agitated in the end, no matter what." Not good place to have a hot beverage in.

He noticed Thompson's lack of signs and boards. He wasn't a fan of cheerleading, then? Botros could only guess at this point.