Ughh. Why was Wizard Transportation so... ughh? Floo Powder (which was out of the question for this event), Apparation (which Rian throuroughly detested), and Portkeys were the main forms of transportation. So, having to choose from three hideous options, Rian had chosen to hold onto a random, bewitched object and trust it to take her to the right place.

And it was so uncomfortable! Sighing, Rian stood up from where she had not-very-gracefully landed. She picked up the Yo-Yo Porkey, gave it a dirty look, and took off her small backpack so she could throw the object into it. "Hmm...ID..." she mumbled, reaching a hand back into her backpack to search for the ID. Finding it, she pulled it out, smiling to herself. She stepped casually into the line, actually feeling a hint of excitement about the coming Quidditch game.

"Here we are, Keltan." The words from his mother had Kel groaning. She and his father were the only people he knew that called him Keltan, and it really got on his nerves. After yanking his hand out of his mother's grasp (where it'd been for Side-Along Apparation), Kel wandered back a ways from her and his father. The two were so annoying, all of the time. It always seemed to get worse when they were in a public place, too. It was like the more rude and obnoxious and bratty the two were, the more attention they'd get - which seemed like a good thing to their eyes.

He stayed a few feet behind the two as they talked, criticizing everyone that walked in front of them. He searched longingly for a student from Hogwarts - preferrably a friend. But none came. Hopefully, his tent would be near a friend's. He didn't want to deal with his parents throughout the whole vacation. When it was their turn in line, though, Kel stepped up beside his father, since he was the one with the IDs, and Kel did want to see the game.