Ah, there they were. Anuja smiled as a few of her team came slipping into the tent. There was Aparna, whom the older woman offered a warm smile to. They had fans and little ones to entertain today. As the rest of the England team arrived, the Indian coach smiled and nodded at them too. Same goes for their coach, Filip Reid. She would exchange pleasantries with the rest of the other team later on.

Right now, the Indian coach was preoccupied with the little bachcha in front of her. A delight, indeed! Anuja hoped that, one day, her own grandchildren would come to love Quidditch too. Perhaps that cannot be prevented when one's grandmother was the national coach, hm? "Eliana…a vibrant name for a vibrant girl," Coach Chaudhary said as she wrote a little note to accompany her signature. It was one of Anuja's favorite part of the job.



"There you go, dearest," Anuja smiled as she offered the paper to the little girl. "Do not forget to soar high, hm?" Children had a lot of potential. The Indian's only hope for this little one was that she did not forget to aim high. Anuja knew it meant a great deal to her back then as a child around little Eliana's age when the players told her to reach for her dreams. And here she was, backed up with her years of experience representing India, coaching her national team on the way to the World Cup.