So pretty much, Anna had decided to just play it cool with one Mr. Colin MacKenzie. She'd sort of made up her mind that he was a little stuck on himself, so she'd hung out at the pitch for a little while before deciding to stroll over to the autograph tent. She really did want his autograph, though. Of course she wanted all their autographs, but Colin...siiigh...he was, as much as she hated to admit, her little crush. As she walked into the tent, she started thinking about how very much she'd like to hold a conversation with him without giggling or stuttering or something silly like that.

Merlin there were a lot of people in this tent, though. Anna first came upon Emma Greene, but she didn't really stop or give the woman a second look. Sure, she wanted her autograph...later, but the woman had pushed Anna in an effort to get the snitch! Psh...meanie. ...and then, she saw him! Colin was hanging out in tent chatting with...Professor Bunbury?!?! But...but...but...was she twirling her hair while talking with him? Anna's little eighteen-year-old heart sank to the ground in defeat. She knew she was just being silly, though. Colin was just...a schoolgirl crush. Not to mention the fact that he was ages older than her, too. She still wanted his autograph, though. He was one of her favorite Quidditch stars ever! She approached the two, but sort of hung back a little so as not to interrupt them. Maybe they'd be done chatting in a minute, and she could ask for that autograph.