Edward finally found his billfold and pulled it from his wasitcoat. And....he found a voice. I....i..I He stopped for a second, and took a deep breath as he took a photo out and showed it to the young lady. I thought you were someone else. It is remarkable the resemblance you share. He shook his head and tried in vain to place a good smile on his face, resulting in a crooked grin that probably made him look rather foolish. I don't need a photo. I'm Edward by the way.

Xavier, Oliver and Richard too but the rest of your post is earlier, Lara :)
 

"Yeah thanks." Audric beamed and put the changing bag down next to Aurora. "Oh I heard! Congrats on that too. And we're going to have another in about four months." Yvonne and Kryspin's next little one would be Audric's eighth granchild... but it was still as exciting as ever.

What had he been up to..? Wow.. well... "Working, a lot." he said, running a hand through his hair. "We'd... I'd been planning on an early retirement, you know? But the house is pretty empty." Without Ciara. In fact... he'd moved out of that house a while ago. "I'm living over in Ireland now. Thought it'd be nice to move back home, y'know?" And it was - being close to his brothers and his ageing parents was comforting. And he was still able to get back to see his kids frequently. "What about you? Other than buying a quidditch team of course..." Because that was fairly obvious.

As Felicity made baby gurgles at her daddy, probably telling him about her day, Aurora cast her eyes around the tent. She watched her dad deep in conversation with Xavier and picked up the changing bag to sling over her shoulder... just in case she forgot it. Then her eyes finally settled on Oliver. He just seemed to draw attention, didn't he?

"Hey Oliver. You alright?" she asked, a bright smile on her face. He was one of her favourites of Richard's teammates... he was just such a bouncy person. And he appreciated how cute her baby was. Which got him brownie points.

After handing over the newly signed photo to whoever that was for Bart, Sierra looked up and watched as Dylan strutted across the tent. "Nice walk," she said with a playful grin. "They teach you how to do that with the Arrows?" She was only joking of course, because this guy right here was her former Snake captain.

She stood up and walked over to meet him. "Well, of course not, but...I had a fan," she said. "I can't believe we have those now." They had always had them back at Hogwarts, but then it had been just fellow students cheering for their favorite house to win. Now it was actual fans. "So how ya been?"

Instinctly, Richard sat straight when his grey eyes found Audric, the father-in-law himself, as he looked around. The man seemed to be in a deep conversation with...eh...the owner of his team. Was he supposed to call Mr. Baltazar 'boss' or something? He didn't know yet he supposed not. Both men seemed to be busy with each other so he decided not to disturb them. He was distracted from looking at them the next moment, anyway, by the familiar voice of his wife.

Immediately, he turned towards them and a huge grin appeared on his face as Aurora kissed his cheek. "Hey, love." he said "I was looking for you." That he did and even though he was not sure why, he felt kind of relieved now that she was here. "Felicity, princess." he said as he reached forward to stroke her golden baby hair.



Eyes on his daughter, Richard grinned as he saw that the baby girl apparently wanted him to pick her however, he got distracted again when he heard someone talking like they were talking to a baby...about a bat. Rich stared at the father and son pair and smirked. Ethan and Gunnar. Then he looked over at whatever they were talking about before returning his gaze on them. Eh...it was that ridiculous fruit bat thing. "Hello, Ethan. It's nice to see you too..." he greeted his friend back and smiled at Gunnar. "...and Gunnar." standing up, he leaned towards the 18 months old young man. "Curious as a cat, aren't we? Yet i warn you; don't you try to flirt my pretty daughter"



Somebody was approaching to the table taking Rich's attention away from Ethan's son. Ah...it was, of course somebody from his team, his fellow chaser; Oliver Greenwood. "Hey." Richard greeted back and watched him a bit as Oliver sat down and started to...get busy with something.

Unable to help it, Rich raised his eyebrows when he saw the fellow chaser doodling. "Dude. Is that a way to express your boredom? Maybe you should start drawing those for the fans instead of signing stuff. Much more original."




Ah...it sounded like the pretty princess was trying to talk to him. Richard grinned widely as he watched her little baby lips move and listened as her adorable baby voice came to his ears. Was not she...so adorable? Of course, she was because she was his daughter. She was the prettiest baby in the world and was going to be the most beautiful lady in the world.

But then...Aurora was talking to Oliver. Eh...greeting him. There was nothing odd with that yet...had he just felt a slight tingle of jealousy over that? No...it couldn't be cause there was no reason to be jealous. There was no clearer fact than the fact that Aurora would be interested in no man but him, Richard Turner, the most handsome and sexiest man on Earth, father of her daughter and equally importantly; her husband.

Then...what was the meaning of this? Maybe he was being selfish wanting her only to himself. Maybe he just wanted to be alone with her instead of spending time in this crowded tent. He tried not to look odd and reached for Felicity instead. He wanted to cuddle his daughter. "Aurora, may i?"

Princess Saffsy was the epitome of all things pretty today. She was wearing her new dress and Uncle Oliver hadn't yet told her it was pretty. He got a couple of looks for that, and she beaaaamed all big when he was crouched before her. Shoving her rolled up poster at him, she reached for his hair and pulled a bit on it. "There's no glitter in your hair, Uncle Oliver. I think it looks pretty with glitter." She had some if he wanted. Tucked into her shoe.

Pretty Uncle Oliver with pretty glitter hair.

JUST LIKE HER POSTER.

JUST. LIKE. IT.

She tilted her head like she properly had to think about it and nodded. "BUT you have to come to my birthday party and tell EVERYONE I'm your favourite and that Corbin is a stinker and pees himself. OKAY?" Did he need to know when her birthday was? It was December 30th if he needed exact dates. He should already know that though, right?

Awwwwww Barny saw her! Rapunzel broke into a fit of giggles when the mascot (the OTHER TEAM'S mascot, but shh, Ryan wasn't here to supervise) shimmied on over. He was a good little dancer, ya know? And a hugger, awwwwwwwww sweet.

"Thanks, Barny." Punz gently patted the bat back. He was sweet and she did feel the love. She felt it.

And we see you, OLIVER GREENWOOD!! And a little bit for Nia
 

Okay and there was Jack saying things about autographs. BAH. Kalla Ogden was not signing any autographs... hell, no one even knew who she was. Until she said her surname then she got LOOKS. Her family she was NOT. Okay?

Yeah.

BUT she gave Jack a small smile as she made her way over to him and plopped into the open seat. "Yeah well... whatever." Because HMPH. The girl was casting a totally casual glance around and then she spotted him... Those curls. That AWFUL outfit. It was HIM. OLIVER GREENWOOD. Ahem.

Not that Kalla was a fan or anything... nope. She just liked his... curls? No. Pssh. NO. Not looking anymore.

"I think my youngest cousin is going to drag me Mum along later. That'll be a bloody nightmare. Can I just hide under this table? Please?" she asked Jack or Nia... whichever was still listening. BAH.

Aurora smiled at Ethan when he greeted them. "Wave, princess." she said, making Felicity's little hand do a little wave. "Hi Ethan. Hey little Gunnar!" she said, all smiley and happy. She was just very happy lately, so she just spread the cheeeeeer. Or something.

He was looking for her? Well good, cause here she was! "I'm here now." Rora said, beaming at her lovely husband. "We were very excited to come and see you, weren't we Felicity?" Felicity wasn't looking at her though, she was keeping her eyes fixed purely on her daddy, still gurgling away. She was being very talkative... maybe she'd say her first real word soon. Eeep.

May he? Duh! "Of course, I think she wants you anyway." Aurora handed Felicity over to Richard and laughed softly as the baby patted her hands on his nose and smiled. Daddy's girl through and through, just like Aurora had been when she was little... it made her a taaaaad jealous, but then, she prefered Richard to herself too.

Oh and Jack, too, uhhuuuh.
 

WHAT IN MERLIN'S SOGGY-----Iwin cringed at the hug, not seeing it coming at ALL--but once he knew Barny was the culprit, he just scoffed and patted his back. The smell of a mascot suit in the morning was...like no other, that was for sure. He could only imagine the smell INSIDE the mascot suit. Gross. Running a hand through his curly hair(it was all sticking up, now, thanks Barny!) he waved with his other at the..hopefully disappearing fruitbat. "Normally fruit-bats are such calm creatures..." he commented with a smirk, shaking his head, heh.

Ahhh Esme said he was quite decent, eh? Iwin raised an eyebrow and was quite happy with hearing that. And Muirgen was signing his little book and wow--he was just amazed he had them both, here, and he felt his cheeks sting red a little..a LITTLE, okay? "Um--" he glanced at Esme. "Yeah, I'd like a picture with you two--I'm sure I'll be blinded looking at the picture later,both of you lovely ladies in it--" he said, and as he glanced around for the picture guy, he just decided he would take his own. He had a camera, yes, and he pulled it out of his bag. He handed the camera to Jack..."Mind takin' a picture, mate? Then I can that autograph?" he asked, nodding his way. "And I won't take one with you, dun' worry--" he said, laughing quite a bit now.

Oh. Huggy hug from Miss Esme. He hugged back and smirked, only slightly. "Well if I'm not a kid in a candy store!" he commented, glancing back and forth between the two. Stay on the game, Iwin--don't flirt--don't do it--be normal-- he as trying his best. He didn't want to end things roughly with players he met from his FAVORITE TEAM though!

"All right--you two pick a side--and I'll be in the middle--and Jack, take the picture whenever we're ready!" he said, trying to get things in order, yes?

She...? Ah, the kid was very observant - Zeke must've been talking about his mum, or whoever his female guardian was. "Hm, work things?" Was she a Quidditch professional, then, or one of the many around and about with the law enforcement? "Well, y'can hang out here as long as you'd like." Max greatly preferred talking with him, a genuine fan, over adults who just wanted his autograph to sell for profit.

Max nodded along as Zeke spoke about starting young. Yeeees. That was a trend among many professional players. "I don't think it necessarily matters how young you start. I mean, sure, if you start later, you might be a little behind in skill level when you're starting out, but it's all about how much effort and heart you put into it. I mean, s'not a walk in the park, but if you really love Quidditch, you'll be able to give it your all and practice enough to keep getting better and better AND have fun doing it. I believe in you - y'can do that." Because, at the start of it all, isn't that really what brings people to play? The enjoyment of it? The love of the game? Having fun?

Those who lost sight of that when fame, fortune, and glory came into play were really unfortunate, in Max's opinion.

So cute. Max grinned at Dylan and his interactions with Zeke, chuckling at the idea that Dylan was a James fan, too. "Good thing, too, 'cause I'm a big Montmorency fan." Who wouldn't be? Dylan was one of the top Seekers in the whole league, if not the best. Max thought Dylan was the best. He wouldn't tell him that, though, at least not so directly. Certainly his friend already knew.

Watching as Dylan left them to it, Max caught Selina's eye and returned the wave with a smile. Hi, girlfriend's other soulmate. Hi.

Just as Max was giving Zeke his attention once more to offer him his flying tips, the girlfriend in question joined them and he chuckled at what she had to say. "Sorry, Vivi. Seems that you've been demoted to my second biggest fan. Zeke here is worthy competition, though." He gave her a knowing sort of grin, hoping she would play along to boost the kid's spirits even further. "Zeke, this is my girlfriend, Genevieve Branxton. She's even cooler than I am." Would the idea of that blow the kid's mind? He hoped so. Maybe the kid would even develop a cute little crush on her. Then he'd REALLY be a little Max. Aw.

Thinking back to the kid's question, Max looked up to Vivi once more, the biggest of all grins still in place. "Vivi? Whaddya say?" Max digressed for a moment, turning to Zeke to inform him, "Vivi played Quidditch with me at Hogwarts, she was bloody brilliant," so he knew why he was consulting her. And Max knew Vivi wasn't a professional Quidditch player, and thus maybe Zeke didn't care as much for her opinion, but Max wanted to include her in their chatter. "Zeke here has some trouble controlling his broomstick. Says it goes all wonky and such. Got any tips?"

Max had always been a natural flyer and could hardly remember having problems like that, but as for his advice, he shrugged at Zeke and offered, "I'd say just relax. It's probably goin' all over the place because it's in your head - it probably went all wonky on you once, so now you're worried about it happening again, and then because you're anticipating it and nervous about it, your grip might get a little shaky and that's when you'll lose your head and overthink it and end up a mess." He spoke lightly, hoping his assumptions weren't offensive but rather helpful to the boy and added, "Just relax and be one with the broom. Trust yourself." Max was all about feeling it more than the actual mechanics of flying.

Okay. Seeker dude was preetttttyyyy darn awesome, super cool beans. "That's true, you're all an epic team in general..." so yeah, full of WIN. Hehehehehe and lookit that! They were BOTH James fans! That was super cool too. YEP.

Zeke nodded his head at Max. Work things. "She works alllllllll the time, ALLL the time. She's the head boss lady of security and law stuff." So yeah, she was skulking around all scary like and eyeballing people. He wasn't all that interested in watching people, so he was HERE, and if he was allowed to stay he would. Actually.. he had an idea!!!!! ...........

...

"Can I be your security? I've heard of how it's done," kinda, sorta, bits and pieces, "so I can make sure nobody hurts you and stuff." More vigorous nodding here. He was all for playing security for James. He'd do it for freee tooooo, Emily could save on wages and stuff.

He continued listening as Max piped in with his take on the age thing, and being a PRO and all that jazz. What he said made sense, SOOOOO much sense, which was appropriate considering he WAS a pro and all. "YOU think I can do it?" he questioned. Mildly shocked. If James said he could do it, then he could -- and he would. He was going to believe EVERY SINGLE WORD OF IT AND CHERISH THIS MOMENT FOREVER.... and maybe repeat back to Emily 1010938449303 times until she got him a quaffle to practice with.

And wasn't that just AWESOME -- because CUTE was not a BRO word. Ahem. Arrows dudes were fans of each other. Heehheeeee... that sounded kinda fun, but now it meant he had to be an extra good fan to stay number 1. And speaking of fandoms... there was ANOTHER contender! Booooooo. Cept he couldn't be sulky and pouty faced at her for long, she was too pretty and NICE looking. He was never very good at names, but this one sounded familiar. JEN-A-VEEEEEEVE... YEP, familiar, but then he was sure there was one or two of them at school. "I'll believe that you're cool, but I dunno if you're coolER... got proof?" he asked, tapping his foot expectantly. Zeke turned to face BLONDIE, finally relinquishing his grip on the table and crossing his arms over his chest. He was SECURING front and center spot in front of James. Only the coolEST could get through.

Admittedly, he was mildly impressed that she played at Hogwarts, he'd watched a few games there, though that was only last year. "What position did you play? Were you a keeper too?" It was obviously the best position, though maybe more for MEN than woMEN. Tips though, he was ALL EARS, from both of them. Cause he needed all the help he could get.

Relaxing. Yep. He needed to try that... though he was more excited than nervous for the most part, or BOTH... both? BOTH! .. "Relaxing, one with the broom," he nodded, "I'll give that a go."

Jack in here at the end.
 

Another crying baby? Why were there so many babies at an event if they were going to cry? It wasn't going to stop the bat from trying to make the small child happy though. He did a little batty wave and wiggle towards the girl, but kept his distance just in case.

Yes! Batty fist bumps were the best. Barny did a few more wiggles towards Kalla bumping her with his hips. Oh yeah best team right here, did others see the awesome that was this group! They should, come get their autographs and join in on the batty fun!

He gave a little wave towards Esme, because Bat out, yo!

As he was heading back towards his team strutting along he felt something at his batty leg. A cat? He looked down and noticed the little boy from earlier. Kneeling down to his level Barny waved to him and did a little wiggle. Seeing his father close behind Barny stood back up and got closer to the boy once he was in his fathers arms. Sticking out his batty hand for a little high five and maybe a hug if he child wanted it.

Wiggle wilggle wiggle

He was still wiggling for the other team and now that Rapunzel said thanks he lifted his batty hand for a big 'ol high five from the woman. The day was great and who couldn't love to dance with their favorite bat.


Was the dude ordering the face of the Ballycastle Bat's around? Telling Jack Fritzera to take a picture? Dude should want a picture with him. Grabbing the camera before anyone else could do anything he went and leaned into Jack and took a selfie with his batty hand of him and Jack. Best picture the fan was going to have all day. Setting the camera back on the table he wiggled his bum a few more times before heading towards another group of adoring fans.

It seemed like a lot of things were happening at once. The place was getting busy adn she should of expected that but she didn't mainly because she went to school with some of the players and thinking of them as "famous" or whatever was just weird and to her they were just normal people and all. Watching Ella take the baby she smiled as Xaria flailed her arms and grabbed a chunk of Ella's hair.. whoops. Maybe she should of warned her that Xaria discovered hair recently and likes pulling. "I know, it's crazy she needs to stop. She's six months now."six months, SIX. That was half a year since the little girl came into the world and Ariana couldn't believe it. "Six more months and she'll be a year old." and soon enough she'll be twenty. Ariana couldn't take it. nope.

Selina was a curious one and Ariana couldn't help but glance at Dylan as the girl made her way through the area... She just had a feeling... she couldn't shake it either.. She'd have to ask him later. Which was good that he brought that up, "You can have her whenever you want."She was sure her mum wouldn't mind the days off not watching her and all. "Mum would love you forever for sure." She hated leaving Xaria to her mother five days a week but she really wouldn't trust her child with just anyone. She in fact still checked up on a million times a day. She was worried a lot, that's all. "You can just let me know when you can and i'll just let mum know." great Dylan was Great. He knew that yea?

"My heart is breaking a little bit," Vivi sighed before crouching down in front of the boy. Emily's boy, apparently, if what he was saying was true. He didn't look a bit like Vivi's boss, but the kid had said his mum was head of security. "Y'know, I hate to give up being Max's biggest fan, but I'm really glad that he has someone like you to look out for him."

Really, who would dare mess with Max James when he had a fierce little man standing there looking so firm about things? "I'm very cool," Vivi grinned at Max over Zeke's shoulder before returning her attention to the young man. "I work for your mom. I'm an Auror. That's sort of cool, right? And I did play at Hogwarts. I played Chaser for the Ravenclaw team. And I played Beater when I was at Beauxbatons." So she was actually a well rounded player, thanks.

She stood to lean across the table and get a kiss from the Quidditch star. And one from Dylan, too, because he was right there. She liked being consulted on Quidditch things, especially because she cared about the sport and paid attention, but Max was the only one who took her time playing at Hogwarts seriously. "I had that problem, actually. Broom control? It's because I'm smaller and lighter than Mr. Musclehead, here. Try moving your seat back a few inches and holding the broom lower on the stick. It lowers your center of gravity and gives you better leverage when you have to fight the broom."

HELLO SS DID YOU MISS ME! [Taylor 4u]
 

Boss of security? Ah, so that meant Vivi must know her. It was a bit odd, he thought, that the boss of security would be so lenient to let her son wander off on his own... but maybe she was so confident that her team would do such a good job that there was nothing to worry about? Perhaps.

...Zeke wanted to be his security? Max chuckled at that in good humor, grinning between the boy and Vivi with the utmost delight. "You are absolutely hired, Zeke. Thanks." He saw no real reason that he required protection, but if it would give the kid a strong sense of purpose, he was all about fulfilling that. "I'm trusting you with my life." Heh.

As Vivi went onto explain that she did indeed work for Zeke's mum, Max sat back and smiled, watching the two of them quite cheerfully. Vivi could be kind of cold and dismissive sometimes, but Max was very pleased with how she interacted with this boy. Gave him some weird feelings this time. Of course, he supposed she had to, if this kid really was the offspring of her boss. Well. Even more reason for him to be glad he played Vivi up to be super cool to Zeke. Maybe he would go tell his mum how great that the cool Auror Vivi was and how it was so cool that she was dating his favorite Quidditch player.

It only took Max a few moments to work this all out, and when he did, he was pretty smug with himself.

"Vivi's super good. She could've gone professional, really, if she'd wanted to." He meant that, too, and he offered her a sincere smile to back it up. Of course, he couldn't blame her for the profession she'd chosen - being an Auror seemed like the perfect fit for Vivi. She was everything one needed to be for such a job.

The Keeper returned the kiss eagerly and pulled back to grin even more at her advice. It figured she'd take the technical, detailed approach at what Zeke could do better. He hoped she would, really, since his answer had been way more theoretical and mushy and cheesy whereas hers was solid, concrete advice.

...Mr. Musclehead. Heh.

"Told ya she's brilliant."

Of course Nia would have a boogie with Barny, whether the mascot was holding her hands or not. She even stood up for the fans, because, well...why not? Barny was having fun, she was having fun...what else mattered? She was grinning and laughing and life was good.

And high fives for Barny too!
As she sat back down, Nia saw her bestie and returned the wave. Mariel was probably uber busy today, having organised the event, but if she had a few minutes it'd be nice to check in and tell her how much fun she was having - and maybe even persuade Mariel back in to the air to relive their youth?
Whether it's was Jack's response or not, finally the guy had found a voice. And rather than producing money...pulled a photo from his wallet. Nia's eyes widened, as she easily recognised the woman. "My mum..." She didn't know quite how to take the fact that she'd just been mistaken for her mother, but she was relieved that she hadn't just acquired herself a freaky silent stalker.

Hang on...Edward? Oh, EDWARD! Gosh...it'd been years, a decade even - and Nia had grown A LOT since then. "From Security, right?" Nia said, recalling the memories of her youth. "You liked mum's cookies I seem to recall, and came round for dinner a few times." Something about 'feeding up the young lad' came to mind. "Sorry Mum's not here...bet she'd love to hear what you've been up to."
"Good to see you, Kalla," Nia said with relaxed smile. "It'll be good for the fans to get to know you off the pitch." It really wouldn't be long at all until the beater made the first team, given the improvements she'd been making - and possibly sooner if she had the fan support too.

As for hiding, Nia shook her head. "It can't be that bad, can it?" She had a younger brother, and quite frankly he was at his most adorable when he got to meet the Quidditch players. All that excited energy, but hiding behind Nia or their Dad shyly as he waited for them to make the first move.

***

Auntie Helena, Archie had decided, was walking FAR too slowly. He'd tried pulling her along faster, but to no avail...at least until they'd got stuck in the crowd at the entrance to the tent. Then Archie had taken advantage of being kid-sized, and had easily slipped out of his Aunt's grasp when she wasn't paying attention. A bit of people slalom later, and he'd found himself inside the tent.

Now, where was the table for the Bats? He wanted stuff signed by his super cool cousin!

Edward smiled as recognition came to the young Quidditch star. He was so glad to see her here and even more pleased when she didn't react with concern at the picture of her mum. Aye. It's Edward. It has been a long time. Too long, but Edward had been traveling and was just now getting back in the 'civilised' wizarding society. He was shocked that Nia had grown so much in what had seemed such a short time (but how short had it been really?).

It would definitely be nice to hear how yer mum is getting on. I had a bit of a crush on her. Oh. And I work in a different department now. I'd left for a while, but upon my return, the ministry thought my talents would be more useful elsewhere. How are you doing? Seems quite well, I would say. Giving out autographs with handsome young men and all.

Selina!!!!
 

She couldn't believe she was in Selina Skylars line to get her autograph. Kat bounced on the balls of her feet. Hurry up people Selina's number one fan was standing right here in the back of the line. She should be in the front and tons of other people behind her. "Mummy can I get a picture with Selina, too?"

Caroline couldn't believe that her little friend from Hogwarts was all grown up. Playing quidditch professionally. Not that she was surprised. Selina was always such a good player. Her daughter absolutely loved her.

"Ask her when we get up to her?" She smiled down at her daughter. Once the line started moving. Caroline let go of Kat's hand. Knowing she was far to excited about seeing Selina to wonder off. Finally she was behaving. Hopefully it would last the rest of the day. When they were up to Selina. "Hey, Selina! This is my daughter Kat." She grinned down at her daughter.

Nia probably should have been concerned about someone other than her Dad carrying around a picture of her mother in her wallet, but she was still preoccupied with the thought that she looked like Alina. Did that make her look old...or Alina particularly young? The latter right? Her mum did look good...so, yep, she'd go with that one.

"Oh, they're at the same place-" she started, with the plan of suggesting he should pop round sometime...but then the next bit? That was unnecessary information! A crush? On her mother? Ew! "Right," she finally responded to his point about the ministry. "I'm doing good, thanks," she said, still slightly unnerved by his confession. "Though the autographs are all part of the job..." handsome young men or not. She already had herself a handsome man, thanks.

Selina was in the midst of bothering Kurumi, the one who had her FACE ON HER SHIRT, when she heard a voice call out to her. An old school voice. Literally. It was from her old school- Hogwarts. CAROLINE. She actually knew that voice, albeit it was a few years older and warmer since the last time they had spoken.

....

And she had a child. Like a real little person. Like WHAT?! Was everyone getting married and having ickles except for Selina? It was a conspiracy, she knew it.

But the kid OBVIOUSLY was adorable and Selina liked adorable things. That was the only reason Bay, her dog, had lasted as long as he had. He was worthless. Actually worthless. BUT SO CUTE.

She smiled at the little at the younger girl and got down on her knees to talk to her, "Hey Kat. It's really nice to meet you." And see her mother again, but right now it was child focus time.

LOOKS. Logan got looks.

She had, after all, married an alien.

Their kid was so cute, though. Merlin.



......

Had he just-?

Yes, he had. Idiot. What was he doing kissing her head in public? What was he doing kissing her head in general? There were reporters here. Lots of them. She saw the flashes.

But then he was being nice to Kurumi and winking at her and making her stomach flip around like it was hitting some serious turbulence. And she hated his stupid face.

Jerk.

His stupid, beautiful face.

Seriously, what WAS that thing?



hioUgihfigeouhwehirtre

STRANGER DANGER.

Someone was in her bubble and behind her and she turned around to smack them into NEXT-

Oh. It was Zak. The redhead put her hand over her chest and let out a breath. She promptly smacked his shoulder, "I am a DANGEROUS person to sneak up on. Are you stupid or something?" It was legitimate concern. What if she had Mortimer in her hand? What if she had a broken wine glass (not as unlikely as it sounded, really)? Stupid, stupid Zak.

Then her whole face broke out into a smile that etched from ear to ear. She threw her arms around him in a hug and pulled back to look at his massiveness form of a person thing. "Why didn't you tell me you were coming?"

Unprepared. She had been unprepared.

Jack at the end
 

Oh they got one well that was good. She smiled towards Sierra, “Good, I really hope you enjoy your day. I know everyone is appreciating you being here.” Just look at this place with all the people around. Victoria couldn’t be happier about how well it was going.

She watched as she signed the picture for Bart chuckling a bit at the words. “Oh he does play hard, I don’t think that will be an issue.” When wasn’t the kid doing something. “He will love to hear that a beautiful Pro Quidditch player said hello.”

Once she was finished with the Harpies she made her way down the tent and noticed Jack Fritzera at the table. She smiled as she walked over to him. “Mr. Fritzera, Victoria Maroon, Quidditch Division Manager of Sports and Games, I really hope everything is going well today for you.” He was a very big name so she wanted to really make sure they were staying happy. Plus just as with Xavier she couldn’t help, but fan girl over him. He was a well-known player.

“I was hoping if you don’t mind, my son is a huge Quidditch fan, but is at Hogwarts, so couldn’t’ be here today. Would you be able to sign a picture for him?” She really did hope that this would help a little with the boy being upset for missing the event. She didn’t want her son super mad still about it.

Benji nodded, right keeping up with two tents was quite the feat but he never doubted himself for even a moment. "Good, anything else i can help with?" He asked her, because again he intended on moving up here and that didn't happen by showing up and doing the bare minimum, nope that happened by showing up and doing everything he could. So that's what he always intended to do.

He noticed Vic's eyes following his own. "Not so much interesting as strange, a bunch of people just fawning over some baby when there's a tent full of famous people." He rolled his eyes. "Honestly i don't see what all the hype is around babies, the poop sleep and eat..who cares? Conan does all of those things except he doesn't cry and will never talk back." He grinned because dogs were SO much better than babies in this sense.

"Pssh. I walk like that 'cause I'm pretty." Yea, Dylan was joking...but if she wanted to tease, he'd give it right back. Old friends did that sort of thing...and they were more than old friends. Old teammates.

"...and I blame my hair...rather than my skill. This commands attention." He gestured up to the mop of silvery blond hair; coiffed up rather than hanging loose as it did most days...After a moment, his face split into a wide grin. "You look right at home...with fans." It came more natural to some. Dylan could never get used to it, though. He just....couldn't.

Glancing around the packed space, he dug his hands deep into his pockets. One could call it a nervous habit. "I'm in University...on top of quidditch. For Healing." ........ "What about you? How's your mom?"