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Harron Peasley Emma didn't like using Portkeys. Nope, not one bit. It gave her the creeps, but the job description said she had to be here; at the Quidditch World Cup. And she did like watching the sport, even if she couldn't always follow it. Given the choice, Emma would have Apparated, but she didn't have the choice, and landed heavily with a thud! near to the security entrance. Luckily, she was on her feet, so she didn't look or feel stupid. Hopefully....
Still clutching the Portkey, a broken muggle phone Emma only recognised as similar to the one her mum had, she made her way carefully towards someone who looked in charge, in control of all the people arriving around her. Pulling her Daily Prophet card out of her purse as she went, Emma tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. This had better be good.
Taking a glance around the place, Brian saw her approaching the security check point. "Hello!" he greeted her warmly, "May I help you?" asked and shifting from one leg to another. He then looked at her DP ID card. Checking out the card thoroughly, he spoke up, "YOu can go and watch the game now. It's gonna be started soon.." he informed her calmly