Graphic courtesy of Charely Potter

A continuation of the large Autograph tent, eager sports fans can come in and meet even more of their favorite professional Quidditch Players. If you enter the tent from the right side, you will find that more of the long tables and signs with the rest of the team names and logos. Teams from the Kenmare Kestrals to the Wimbourne Wasps are on this side of the tent and they are set up in alphabetical order so that you can find your favorite team or player easily. The players from these teams are sitting under their team signs behind the tables waiting to meet their fans, sign an autograph, or take a quick picture.

Once in the tent, follow the signs to the start of each team's lines. Once it’s your turn have your item out for the player to sign and your camera ready if you’d like a picture. When you are done with one player feel free to go to as many as you’d like while in the tent just follow the signs for the next line. Or head out to the other side of the tent to find even more teams and players happy to greet their fans. If you need some assistance, a Games and Sports employee would be glad to assist you. You can find them easily walking around wearing a name badge that says Magical Games and Sports.


Some of the featured professional Quidditch players and affiliates at this side of the tent include:

Kenmare Kestrals
Aaron Rose, Keeper

Montrose Magpies
Alice Fischer, Chaser
Alexis Chosen, Chaser
Finlay Carmichael , Chaser
Colin MacKenzie, Coach and former Keeper

Pride of Portree
Arthur Lee, Chaser
Elise Fairfield, Beater
Ellie Stone, Seeker

Puddlemere United
Carter Phillips, Chaser
Robert Chambers Jr., Beater

Tutshill Tornados
Beck Salvatore, Keeper
Wade Potter, Chaser
Cameron Bayless, Chaser
Asher Romalotti, Beater
Alec Summers, Seeker

Wimbourne Wasps
Kaia Montague, Beater

BZZzzzz Wimbourne Wasps had the last table. Why?

BEST FOR LAST! Oooooh sting 'em.

Sting found himself standing and waving at random people passing by; even though the rest of the team was sitting at the tables, he preferred to be right next to them WAVING his STINGER around in the air for all to see. Excited for the meet 'n greet tent and more so, for picture posing!

BzzzzzZZZZZzzzz.

She was READY. She was ready to sign so many autographs that her hand was going to cramp up.

Alice was one of the earliest people to enter the tent- her and that stupid wasp. He got a look. Might as well leave, bro, the Magpie was where it's AT- but she didn't have a long way to go. Her team's sign was conveniently stationed at the first table, which was nice because she wasn't wearing sneakers. And although these shoes were flat, she wanted her converse for walking. Insert moment of mourning here.

Anyway, where were Alexis (that one teammate who was almost as old as her MOTHER would be right now. Awkward) and Colin? Colin Mackenzie, the epitome of perfection and all the other lovely adjectives she couldn't think of right now because her brain was filled with HIM. Dreamy sigh.

But her hand, right. It was prepared. Come at her, crazy fans.

Did she have those yet?

Carter was there. With a cheesecake. He even had a piece he set aside to give Ellie. He was nice like that. He took a fork to the center of it and helped himself to a bite while looking around the tent.

... it was a good thing he brought food because it looked super slow. Or maybe he was early. Eh. Whatever. He had cheesecake and life was good.

He walked over and took a seat at the Puddlemere table. Then had a few more bites. Omnomnom. Was Destiny coming to this? He should have asked her. Because she should come visit him and keep him company. She should also go see if they had any bobbleheads. He liked those.

Paulie Foster was glad that Alice and Ellie were on different teams because that meant he could be obnoxious to both of them at two separate times.

Now, Ellie's team was in here, yeah, but he couldn't SEE her yet. Alice on the other hand. He saw her. And boy did he SEE her. She was lookin' fine. A grin split his lips apart and he accordioned on over to her. "ALICE FISCHER, YOU'RE MY HEEEERO," he announced, and his arms wrapped around her from behind to squeeeeze.

Did he seem like a fanatic fan yet? Oh, he wasn't even done yet.

SERIOUSLY. Seriously. She did not need a babysitter. Especially not her biggest brother. OR ANY BROTHER. OR ANYONE. She roaaaaaaaaaaamed places on her own all the time! Just because she'd snuck out to another concert and got brought home by muggle police for the second time in the last six months that didn't mean that she needed to be watched! She looked at least sixteen right? At least? So it was fine.

SIGH. Ruby would've stomped but since her sister's shoes were kind of too high for effective stomping, she just walked with sass. Lots of sass. The sassiest of all the sass. And anyway once she'd entered the tent she brightened totally because there were going to be a TON of hot Quidditch players in here. A TON. She made a BEELINE for the TORNADOES TABLE because like almost the ENTIRE TEAM WAS GOING TO BE THERE and rawr. RAWR. She flipped up the collar of the black leather jacket that she'd 'borrowed' from her cousin and went right on past the Magpies table without looking up.

RIGHT TO THE FRONT OF THE LINE FOR THE TORNADOES. And she didn't much care if Camden kept up with her or not, as long as he didn't make her leave.

Last.

Saving the best until last, obviously.

Kaia passed behind the tables of the other teams for her own and grinned when she noticed that their mascot was being wonderful and waspy there too. "Looking particularly sharp today, Sting! Marry me?" She gave him a grin, pulled out the seat for herself and sat down with a bottle of water and looked around a little.

ROLL UP LITTLE STINGERS. ROLL UP, ROLL UP.

Please?

Melanie was back over the ocean for a week to visit her grandparents. With them aging and her few days off from work in the studio, she liked to go back whenever she could to help out. When she was back in town, she also happened to hear about this little event so naturally, she decided to go. Landon was back at her grandparents; he had slept in and Melanie could not make him budge.

The former lioness hummed a song under her breath as she flipped her blonde hair over one shoulder and walked straight towards one specific tent where she knew a specific little biter would be.

"Echem," Melanie said, walking over to the younger girl. "Miss Alice Fischer, could I please get you to autograph this quaffle of mine? I absolutely adore your work on the field."

W. Hughbert had been to exactly one Quidditch game in his whole life. It had been exactly as he had expected- mediocre. The woman had only taken him, anyway, because she had some Pureblood fundraising thing in one of the boxes. Boring, yo.

BUT the whole day hadn't been a total bust. Because he saw a girl gnaw on another player's arm. WHAT?! Yo, it had been wiiiicked.

Sure, the woman had scoffed and said no lady would ever conduct themselves in such a disgraceful manner, but Hugh had been mesmerised.

Which was why he was here. To applaud her-- he had since found out her name was Alice Fischer-- for her chomping skills. And the way she generally didn't seem to care. About anything. She was AMAZING.

But it was cool. He was cool. This was cool. After all, he had practiced. 'Hi. I saw you bite someone in the forehead. Will you sign mine?' 'Yo, sup? I know you're busy but I'd be chill if you signed my potato face.' 'Hi. I'm Hugh. You don't need to introduce yourself. I know your name. Not because I'm a stalker or anything but because you're famous. Sign me?'

Instead, all that came out was a weak attempt at talking across the room with bug eyes, "Bite stalker chill my forehead?"

Nailed it, yo.

Camden was unimpressed with babysitting duty. It wasn't that Ruby was always lame, but she got around boys and went stupid and uninteresting, and since she was already fairly uninteresting already... and irresponsible and prone to dramatics... Eh. He wasn't impressed. That's all.

He sauntered into the tent a few feet behind Ruby, unsurprised when she immediately headed toward the Tornadoes. Buncha boys, that's what. His job responsibilities were unclear at this point. Keeping her out of trouble essentially meant locking her in the loo and sitting on her the rest of the time, but that was impractical. And boring. And he had business he wanted to attend to.

And also there were some very attractive Quidditch players here and he might want them to sign his arm or something. Or somewhere else, whatever. Whatever. He winked solemnly at the Magpie in red. And also at the Wasp on the end in flowers. Really pretty girls here. Not so lame after all.

Bzzz Sting was starting to wonder wear all his fabulous fellow wasps were at. No matter, was having TONS of FUN anyways! Wave wave wave little stinger in the air, he's waving his stinger like he don't give a caaaarreeee!

BBbbbzzzzzzz!

Ooooh look Kaia! Ms. Fabulous Beater had arrived! Giving his fellow wasp a stinger wiggle and a wave, he watched as she made her way over. If a wasp could blush, this one would be a tomato. Instead, he raised his BIG wasp hands to his cheeks and bobbed his whole body up and down (including his STINGER)- in an attempt to say YES.

Where them fans at? Bbbbbzzzzzz?

Excited and nervous were the main two emotions that this Seeker was feeling. Excited because this seemed like a fun event where he got to meet some fans and nervous because, well, he got to meet some fans. What if he said something that sounded really awkward? Or dorky? Or cheesy? It happened. The nineteen year old didn't have an ounce of coolness in him, even if he liked to think that he did.

Still. This was nice, yeah? Being here and seeing a lot of familiar fives again. Like... look! HULK! BITER! ALICE! Alec grinned and waved over at her. Popular player, she was, by the looks of it. He'd probably go and disturb her later, when she wasn't surrounded by adoring fans, which included... Melanie? Was it? Merlin! Someone else he would go and see later was Carter. Waaaaaave for you, too! Right now, he needed to weave through the small crowd and head towards the table of the Tornados where...



... there was a fan! Or two.

"Hey!" he chirped, settling down in his seat and letting his blazer hang off of the back of his chair, "You two okay? Having fun?" Did they need anything signing? Or pictures to be taken?

... ... Were they even here to see him? Questions. He had them.

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She was READY. She was ready to sign so many autographs that her hand was going to cramp up.

Alice was one of the earliest people to enter the tent- her and that stupid wasp. He got a look. Might as well leave, bro, the Magpie was where it's AT- but she didn't have a long way to go. Her team's sign was conveniently stationed at the first table, which was nice because she wasn't wearing sneakers. And although these shoes were flat, she wanted her converse for walking. Insert moment of mourning here.

Anyway, where were Alexis (that one teammate who was almost as old as her MOTHER would be right now. Awkward) and Colin? Colin Mackenzie, the epitome of perfection and all the other lovely adjectives she couldn't think of right now because her brain was filled with HIM. Dreamy sigh.

But her hand, right. It was prepared. Come at her, crazy fans.

Did she have those yet?

Ladies and gentlemen, the REAL star of the event had finally arrived. Unfortunately, the other Quidditch teams and their mascots where present as well. It took everything inside of Colin not to snort and roll his eyes as he walked through the tent, starting from the Arrows and making his way inward. The quicker he got to the Magpies table, the better. At least there he wouldn't be tempted to make a scene.

Trailing along after him was a smaller and younger version of the man. His son had insisted that he be brought to the stadium. Colin was not sure why Brody was so eager to tag along. Surely the boy would quickly get bored of watching him sign autographs and take pictures with fans. Nevertheless, there he was, wearing a big smile on his face.

"Alice," Colin greeted the youngest member of his team. He took note that Alexis hadn't shown up yet. He was about to ask Alice if she had seen her fellow chaser, but a certain mascot caught his attention. Ugh. Maybe he could get Brody to go over and give the annoying Wasp a good kick in the shin.

Of course Brody was quite familiar with the Quidditch teams, having spent a lot of time at Magpies practices and matches. But he still wanted to go to the event. He was sure that there would be a chance to slip away and do something naughty fun while his famous dad and his team signed stuff. Plus he had seen an area where he could fly around and show off his mad flying skills.

But first he had to say hello to his dad's team and wait for the right moment to sneak off. He didn't really care about the other tables in the tent. The boy knew that the Magpies were the best. Speaking of the Magpies, there was already one member of the team at their table.

"Hiya, Alice!" Brody snuck up beside her and raised his hand. High-five for being on the best team ever!

Alexis Chosen SO was not old. Okay? She wasn't nope. Not at all. And other people like certain biting teammates had BEST remember that.

She had also not gotten lost because that would have been silly right? So completely silly. And if anyone asked she would blame her slight lateness on the tray of cupcakes she was currently holding for the fans and anyone else who wanted them. They weren't bribes though. Everyone already knew that the Magpies were THE best.

Lucky they were at the first table and so the blonde pleasant placed the tray on the table. "HI Biter!!! Colin!!" Alexis said cheerfully greeting her teammate. Sigh. If only Colin HADN'T been here. Then she could have said she was early! "Have a cupcake Brody." They were SAFE you know. Alexis hadn't baked them.

Whateverwhateverwhateverwhateverwhateverrrrrrrrrrr rrrrrrrr.

She would ignore Camden until she needed something from him. Like money or protection.

BESIDES. He was acting like he DIDN'T WANT TO BE HERE WITH HER. That was ridic. SHE was the one who was supposed to not want to be here, Camden should be EXCITED AND FLATTERED that he got to hang out with her: the COOL Banner.

Oooooh. Hello.

"I'm having fun now." She said sweetly. CUTE and not even that old right? She even knew who this one was! Because obviously the Seekers were the ones with the most glory, and got the most attention, so they appealed to her.

"You're Alec, right?" She perched on the edge of the table, her body language changing dramatically. "You know what, don't tell anyone else but you're totally my favourite."

He probably wasn't rich yet, but he would be. Bonus points.

SHE CAUGHT THAT.

Five days away from being a 25 year old married mother of two and she was being winked at. This was something she could clearly get used to. Chandler working and that. Working all the time and leaving her to wave her fingers at strangers whilst sitting on a seat and having people flock in this direction. Not to her. But flocking was happening.

To the baby players.

The ones who were born yesterday and still looked like they could have porridge in their hair.

Swoon.

SWOOOOOOOOOON.

Getting winked at AND proposing to a mascot. Well, this was a busy bee wasp of a day already! She got all of this and then her older sister was cooking her dinner. Speaking of.. Where were Lori, Adam and the kids? HEY FAMILY COME OVER HERE AND SAY HI PLEASE. BRING EMERGENCY SNACKS.

She blew a kiss to her favourite mascot (Oh, Sting, you charmer <33333333) and made a heart with her hands. Hubster wasn't here. She could commit herself to a day relationship with the wasp, duh.

"Go kidnap us some fans, Sting, sweetie."

Buzz over this way, darlings!

The Frenchman had arrived, he was slightly late because he wanted a bottle of water and there were just so many people here for all different teams. Beck looked around for the Tornados section and took a seat next to the Alec fellow. Beck waved at him and said a hello. "Bonjour." he had to say 'hello' in French even though he could speak perfect English. He just had to be different like that. But he knew that the ladies liked his French accent, at Hogwarts they fell head over heels for it which was very confusing to him back then but later on he figured it all out.

As Beck Salvatore looked around to see if anyone wanted his autograph, he wasn't sure if people even knew who he was because he was on of the new guys on the team and he was the only one with a French accent as well but the twenty-eight year old was totally used to that. Being at Hogwarts when he was younger really helped him out with the different accentness. He remembered people used to ask him why he didn't go to Beauxbatons but he did attend Beauxbatons but his mother wanted him to go to Hogwarts for a better schooling. Beck took a sip of water and looked around. THERE WAS A FAN! Beck sat up straight and smiled his signature smile that always seemed to win people over. "Bonjour." the man said to the fan.

So was this awesome or what? Meeting fans.... But scary to what if no one asked for his autograph. Really he was sitting at the same table with Cameron, Wade, Beck and Alec Summers for crying out loud. He wanted their autographs.

Walking over to the Tornadoes table he seen Alice! He waved at her. They may play against each as pros now but she was from his class, 2083 represent, Yo!

At the puddlemere table was CARTER PHILLIPS!! Could he have his autograph??? No wait. He had his already. He was friends with Phillips sister. Talk about friend perks. He did catch him and waved at him to.

Now he seen the familiar face of Summers. "Hey, Alec. Beck? Excited?" His bro for life. He grinned and put up a fist bump for him. Man those were never going to get old. Ever. Where was the rest of the team?Bayless? Wade? Oh look there was fans?

Cameron didn't like this being late. Who knew that it would take that long just to get water? Well he get delayed some what.

Once the got back to the tent where his teams table was. He headed over to his team. "Hey Summers, Romalotti Beck what's up guys?" He grinned at his younger teammates. At lease the delay gave them time time get here so he wouldn't be signing autographs alone. He smiled once the line started.

So which team did Eden like? Right! The Wasps! Iwin had promised to get her autographs from the Wasps people there--but it seemed there was only one, and it was...he wracked his brains. He knew most of the players--by name--because he was THAT much of a Quidditch fan. Kai Montogue! That's who was here! Too bad phones didn't work--or else he'd text Eden right now to say who it was! Hehe. He was sure she would be excited about the beater.

So. he slowly approached. Waving and nodding here and there--he stopped in front of the Wasps stand...smirking at the mascot..and just made sure no one else was in line...he didn't want to inadvertently cut someone!

The pureblood flashed a smile at Kai.."Hi..Miss Montague..." he said softly, a blush hitting his cheeks quite a bit. Man. SO much PRETTY here. Hehe. He thought this would be a man's paradise..."I--my cousin is a BIG fan--I promised I would get her some autographs--" he said as he ran a hand through his hair and tried to find a nice page for her.

She was busy considering whether if she stood on her chair and pretended to be a proper wasp that there would be a couple of people jumping tables and heading down here. Being last was unfortunate, actually. Having to wait. C'MON, BUZZ ON OVER HERE.

FIRST PERSON. NEW PERSON. HELLO.

She grinned, waved and grinned some more. "It's Mrs, actually. But Kaia is perfectly fine." Actually, sometimes she still got called Miss Barnard, and truth be told.. she was perfectly fine with that. As much as she was connected with her husband and their little family, she couldn't help the cracks in the foundations that were clear and Barnard was a definite way out of that. "But yes, call me Kaia. Please."

Oh.

His cousin was a fan?

"Is this one of those 'my cousin wants this' but it's really you that does? That's reaaaal kid-like, you know?" But nevertheless, fans were fans and she would definitely sign stuff. "Whatcha want me to put my print on, .....???" Had she missed his name in trying not to be amused over the blush and stuff?

Sting was having quite a bzzzing great time dancing and waving at all the adoring fans! Buuuuzzz on over here to the COOL table everyone! Waves for everyone and little stinger wiggles as well! All is great in wasp land!!

... Ugh. Colin. That man was as cocky as they get. LUCKILY for this wasp he got to spend time with the LOVELY Kaia. One big stinger wiggle coming your way, Colin.

But back to Kaia! Kidnap some fans? YES M'AM this wasp was ready, willing, AND able! Bzzzzz he gave the girl a nice salute and then ran over to the middle of the room busting some AWESOME buzz-worthy dance moves. This will get everyone's attention.

Anyone want this buzzingly handsome wasp's autograph?? Buuuzzzz.

He was ready to sign autographs for his fans. If he had any at all.

Arthur was not exactly early, there were fans and players AND a wasp present in the tent already, but none at his own team's table. He shuffled past the Magpies and took a seat behind the table. He was glad that his table was in the middle of tent, and did not catch much attention. Also, the Chaser was dressed casually, and probably looked more like a fan than a professional player.

He had heard that his fellow teammate, Ellie was going to be here. Looking around, Arthur noticed that she was not here yet. He had never probably talked with her before anyway, so the awkwardness he had right now would not change.

Arthur fiddled around with his quill for a while, practicing his signature. How embarrassing it would be if he did not have any fans at all.

Was it Paulie's goal in life to embarrass her every chance he got? Because it was certainly starting to seem that way.

Wriggling out of his grasp, Alice whirled around to give him a look. "Do you WANT me to call security?" Was there even security here? 'Cause if there was, she would have to remember to tell them to keep all eyes on this idiot. He was mental. Needed proper supervision and stuff.

"If you shut up now, I'll sign your-"

Whoops. Too late. Looked like Paulie was going home autographless, on account of Alice's attention was now occupied by QUIETER people.

Quieter people like Melanie. Who... what? What was she doing here? The grin was almost instantaneous.

"Just autograph it? Don't you want a couple of teeth marks in it too?" That was more of a signature than any words could be. "And who should I make this out to, ma'am?" Not that she didn't know, but she'd play along until the older girl attacked her with hugs. It was coming, wasn't it?


She had been expecting to hear plenty of weird things today, but not.... that.

Blink. "I don't usually bite stalkers. Or.... I wouldn't if I had any." Was HE a stalker? Security really would have been a good idea. "..... chill your forehead?" Like cool it down? Was it warm? Was he feverish? Was he trying to get her SICK?

Woah. Back away, creepy boy. Away.

Alice Fischer did NOT do snot.

And he got a wink in return. Very subtle. Very solemn. Very professional.

Wasn't half bad, that guy.


THERE HE WAS. Her idol. Her soulmate. The apple of her eye, my oh my-

"Hi coach!" Alice lit up like the Eiffel Tower at night, positively beaming at Colin. Did he know how NICE he looked today? Would it be weird of her to tell him in a very detailed ramble? Maybe it would come out better if she wrote it down? A paragraph or two? Because really, he was STUNNI-

And his mini-me had come too. "Hey Brody!" She high-fived him back, slapping more lightly than usual. His hair even got a ruffle for good measure.

After all, it was so much easier to be nice to the son of the most perfect man in the world than those other little demons people liked to call children.

"Hi Alexis." It seemed more like she was greeting the cupcakes though, because Alice had eyes for only them.

Also Colin. She ALWAYS had eyes for Colin.

Okay, okay, okayyy, she didn't like wasps, okay? She dind't like Quidditch, either, but she had dumb friends who did Quidditch so she was here. She wasn't here for the cute wasp. Louisa skillfully dodged the mascot as she entered this crowded tent.

Proudly, she had written Ellie and Max's teams on her arm, just in case she got caught up in a conversation with a stranger and she wanted to brag. Didn't want to mess up in a Quidditch-y conversation and end up being the doofus that got dragged into this after getting her fancy diplomacy degree. Doofus Louisa days were over...

... "Merlin's holy snitch! Where'd all the baby fat go!?!" Convinced it wasn't a foolish move, Louisa half-shouted when her eyes fell on the VERY familiar face of little demon Alice. ALICE!! The kid who kept tugging on her skirt and annoying her with kites and flying kites and string burns. ALICE was standing there looking all fancy with hair and shoes and a dress and-- well, she looked like a girl.

Louisa approached the former Gryffindor, completely ignoring whatever Paulie was doing to troll the poor girl, and grinned at her. "Look at yoooou, having fans and a tent of your own." Well, for her team. And a few other teams. "You don't even have a candy-colored tongue." Heh heh heh.

Wade thought this was pretty cool right now. Sitting with his teammates, where they could chill and hang out with the others and maybe see some fans. Yep, it sounded just right.

He waved at Cameron who was joining in, "Hey Cameron, glad that you could make it, mate." He positively beamed as others started forming in line, especially as one fan went up to Alec, playfully nudging his shoulder, "Hear that Spiffy? you're her favorite." Looks like she deserves a little something for that.