Whoa whoa WHOAAAA. PERSONAL SPACE DUDE. Personal SPACE! James' eyes nearly popped out of his head as the man wrapped his arm around the other guys shoulders--did he not have respect for his space? So appalled by the mans actions he almost forgot to listen to what he was saying, and he was slightly assured when he said that was confused too. Good, at least he wasn't the only one going mad around here. He scooted a few inches away from the man when he finally let go of him (just in case he grabbed HIM next) and wrinkled his eyebrows.

"Yes, car did break down...we're headed to a business conference," he explained, gesturing to the suitcase that was still fastened safetly in his grasp. "We were coming to see if anyone up here could help," he added. Now that things seemed to be somewhat normal, he was beginning to relax a bit.

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Apparating directly from London with a pop, Benjamin A. Bennett looked down at his daughter, Jasmina. He had surprised her with the tickets upon her arrive back from school To say she was extremely excited was an understatement. Reaching into his inner jacket pocket, he pulled out their tickets and ID's. It had been some years since he was issued a Ministry ID and if he did have one, it would of course be invalid due to the fact he hadn't worked for them in nearly four years. Hopefully, his regular ID would work. He did have Jasmina student ID as well. "JB, you are very quiet. I should be worried." he teased his daughter as they waited

Mina shook her head and laughed at her father. Yes, she was excited to be there and she had wanted to come but something was on her mind. She knew that some of her friends would be here and she would get a chance to see them again, but maybe it was for the best to not see certain ones for a while. She really needed to take to her cousin and hoped she would be there at their campsite once they got there. "Yes, you should. For it's always the quiet ones that you have to look out for," she replied while glancing around and waiting patiently for their turn. Her father had all their papers and all she had to do was just stand there. She saw all the possible portkeys just passed the check point and somehow managed to spot the one her father told her would be hers, a sequined mask. That was kind of fun at least. Glancing around again, she looked for possible other students.

........

Until THAT happened.

People. Appearing. Mid air. PEOPLE APPEARING IN MID AIR!

Not to mention there was a loud CRACKING noise as they appeared which scared the living daylights out of him. He let out a high pitched squeak and stumbled backgrounds holding his briefcase in front of him like a shield.

"WHOAAAAAAAAAAA!" he exclaimed, stumbling backgrounds so much that he lost his balance and fell to the ground. "What is GOING ON HERE?!" he demanded, staring in horror at the two people who had just appeared. How on EARTH HAD THEY DONE THAT?!

Either those two people had just appeared out of thin air--or James was going absolutely insane. Right now, he had NO idea which was the right conclusion.

Warren looked at the woman with a raised eyebrow and then turned his attention back toward the more sensible man. At least he wasn't freaking out until.... Great Just bloody great.

Looking over his shoulder he sighed and shook his head, "I'm sorry. They weren't supposed to be testing that yet." Looking over his shoulder again he glared at the Ministry security guys and then put his genuine apologetic look on his face. "I can't...really say..." Acting a bit nervous he looked around to make sure no one was listening and whispered under his breath. "If they found I told you this I could be fired but.... I work for a company that invents stuff. This is a prototype of a new invention. Still has some kinks in it sadly but..." Seeing more people wander around he acting like he was really nervous and stopped speaking entirely.

"Why don't I help you folks out with your car and get you on your way?" Where were those bloody Obliviators when a man needed them.

Listening James's words, Eloise couldnt come to any decision. GOD! Please help us. And yes, people were coming out of thin air, oh..Jeez!!!

She moved away and sitting down on the floor, with wide eyes and opened mouth in horror. Was she in something a fantasy world? But why they were not any stars then? Oh..she was going tobe crazy..out of mind if she was staying in there for few more minutes.

"Conference, Powerpoint slide show and Boss" Boss!! She should inform about their schedule to their boss. Where is my mobile? She tapped on her suit pocket, with kinda trembling hands.

Dan apparted to the site, they were quite early but it would be nice to spend some time with Barry they hardly ever talked anymore. It was too bad Caroline couldn`t make it from france with Jose and Daniel had got a flu so it was just them two.

Oh no. He had apparted right next to a woman. But this woman looked unsusual . Well no she reminded him of the woman who had used to work at the office when Dan had done a muggle job. But he hated it so he had stopped. But had she seen him and Barry ?
"Um Good day miss, you look um.." what should he say? "err..confused. You look confused. Can I help you?"


Barry appeared next to his dad. He hated side along appartation. He looked like a baby. But soon he`d get his appartation licence. He saw his dad go off to help with the muggle problem. He had seen this a million times. A obliviator would appear and wipe their memory. He waited to be checked for ID so he could go

Taking back their papers, Benjamin nodded his head in thanks. "Hope we didn't add to the issue with our appearance," he offered as he lead Jasmina away from the muggles. Perhaps they should have just arrived by broom, but too late for that. Looking at his daughter, he ushered her over to their portkey and stood beside it. They didn't dare use it with the muggles around.
Mina stood idilly watching and waiting. She knew better than to even think about using the portkey at that moment. Hopefully, it wouldn't take must time to resolve the issue and they could be off to the campsite.

'Muggles on the grounds...' Frida thought as she walked briskly towards everything that was happening. The scene of the crime so to speak. It was a good thing that she had only been patrolling her own campground and not gallavanting with a group of other people.

She could clearly hear some louder voices from up ahead of her. "How long ago did this happen, Ben?" Frida asked as she spotted the muggle man who seemed to be close to having a crisis.
Looked like Frida was going to have to do a few mind tricks after all....

DH a glimpse of a young man and said, "Hello there young man. May I have your identification?" he ask the young guy politely, not trying to scary him off.

Haha. Brian laughed. "Why you dont want me to ask apologies?" his brows arched up, amused. He didnt know what was running in her mind for once. Quite difficult this time. "Oh..why? Am I not allowed to blush like once in a blue moon?" he was taking most of her weight against his chest and arms. "No. I know what you're thinking, love.." he softly kissed on the side of her face, "I know you in and out" he smiled and shook his head when she gestured and nudged him towards the wandering muggles. "No..not now. I'll wait untill my time come.." It was true. His patience level is extraordinary. Always.

He felt her body leant against him tenderly. Boy..she needs a place to stretch her back and sleep, atleast for a while. A mininum requirement and need for a 22 weeks pregnant lady. Brian gently pulled away from her, "just a minute..Becs" he put another chair in front of her and placec her legs on it before putting a cushioning charm on both the chairs. "Get some sleep, love.." he looked down at her as helping her to shift onto her side, smiling lovingly.



"Very good. It's nice to meet another Quidditch player.." Brian smiled, "I'm used to play untill my school days but then I started loving muggles sports, F1 car races and yes ofcourse soccer.." he nodded his head, grinning.

Brian kept smiling at Chris and his interesting offer. And suddenly Chris, started moving towards that couple muggles appeared on the spot. Not a surprise though since Ministry chose this deserted moor in muggles land. Before Brian could stop, Chris walked away after telling him to help the stranded muggles. Man, it was not our job atleast for now. Brian somehow managed to pull out a parchement and scribbling on it to send a note to his department people to stay away from this muggles issue unless the MLES people seek their help.


Nodding to Ben, he said, "Okay, Ben. Just call me if you need any help from my department." Brian looked around saw Warren, who looked like he was so close with this muggle man as his hand around the man's shoulder, talking and looking at the someone, probably Chris, security division head over his shoulder now and then. He shook his head with gave him a We're keeping our distance away from your job, Warren, no worries kind of smile.

"Cause I said no" she mumbled in reply and then smiled with a nod "Yeah, you are, but I wish it was because of me." she sighed softly before closing her eyes again and nodding a little "I know.." she smiled, relaxing. When he shook his head and refused to go, she nodded "Thanks love" she said fondly.

When he pulled away from her, she whined a little and then leant back in her chair. Just a minute? She could deal with that. Smiling when he put a chair in front of her and then put her legs on it, she stretched out properly and then yawned. Shifting onto her side with a smile, she reached out to take his hand. "I dunno if I want to sleep.. I don't want you to go" she pouted slightly and looked at him, still feeling dizzy.

Forrester was a bit late this time. He had to make many stops before apparting to the Quidditch team. He had arrived to the check point and waited to be given a clearance so he could move onto the field

Tasha Came to the rescue!, oh no the one thing that she didn't want to happen, a muggle let loose in the Quidditch World Cup!. she ran over to ben to see where he was last spotted! "Ben where did he go!, maybe I can feed him a good enough story to send him on his way." she was out of breath from running so her words were broken and slured.

Brian pulled another chair for himself to sit closer to her. "Okay..no apologies, happy now?" he started stroking her hair fondly, "Now..no more talking. Just go to sleep or atleast close your eyes and relax.." he shushed her with his finger against her lips. Standing all the time, almost 9 hours was not fun, he couldnt just brush off that thought from his mind. Poor woman, had had to take care of her legs atleast.


Seeing a guy approached the check-point, Brian greeted him. "Hello there! I think you know the routine, so can I see your ID, please?"

Barry nodded to the man and took out his identification. Then to make things eaisier for his dad he took out Dans identification and showed them both to the man "That one is my dads, the man over there" he breifly glanced to his father. "So do I have permission to go?" he asked

Callie rubbed at her eyes and pushed her hair behind her ears. Apparating was not fun anymore. It hurt when you didnt land on your feet. When you landed on your butt it hurt indeed. Straightening out her new outfit, she approached the people there and overhearing them asking for identification she pulled her own one out, in preperation.

When he pulled up a chair for himself, Becca smiled and nodded a little "Yeah." she yawned. Falling silent when he shushed her, she closed her eyes and fell asleep instant, holding his hand to her. She could sleep now that Brian was here. And being up for a long time - almost 18 hours - wasn't good for her when she'd only had disturbed sleep.

"Hello" Chris said as he saw another arrival. "Your ID is out thats good." Chris looked over the ID several times and then he said to the guest. "Okay you can go on ahead. I hope you can enjoy the match."

Callie smiled softly and nodded. "Thank you. Enjoy your day, yourself sir." She said quickly, as she placed the card back into her purse and then back into her Prada handbag, and then went off on her way.

Olivia waved a dismissive hand at Brian's comment. "Oh you don't owe me anything.I was..." she was tempted to say happy, but it wasn't quite.Not with the mood Becca had been in, "...pleased to have been able to help."

It was quite sweet seeing Brian and Becca reunited.Almost made her wish she had a boyfriend of her own.Shaking the thought out of her head, she went back to standing, until Brian told her to sit down. "Oh thank you," she smiled, knees creaking as she slid into the seat offered. "Can't stop for long, though, I've got to get on and clean the west field." Oh yeah, work again.But this was monumently important stuff.

Gazing around and taking it all in, Olivia spotted the ruckus with the muggles.It suddenly dawned on her that she didn't know the cover story if she came into contact with one.Being muggleborn herself, it wouldn't be the fitting in part she'd have a problem with.....Then she saw Callie turn up and show her ID, prompting her thoughts to snap back to the present moment.Turning to Becca and Brian she grinned as she stood up again. "I'd better be going, so much work to do.I hope you're ok now, Becca, but don't hesitate to get me if either of you need anything." The experiance hadn't totally put her off helping her friends.With a wave, she made her way behind a tree, at a discreate distance from the muggles, and apparated back to the campground.

“We’re stuck in somewhere a strange place..” Eloise muttered under her breath, talking to herself mostly. Looking at her mobile phone she flipped opened it to press the numbers but jumped off technically when she saw a man with a boy appeared beside her. “Jeez! They’re trying to kill us..” she mumbled and looked up at the man.

Miss? He called me? OH!! Do I look that much young? Eloise couldn’t help but blushed but got her senses back in next second. Help. Confused? Hey I’m a senior excecutive officer of the popular pharmaceutical company. “Help? Umm…mmm..can you tell me what place is this?” she asked, took off her glasses to clean it.

She looked over her shoulder and found James, her collegue too sitting on the floor and shielding his face by using the briefcase. His important document briefcase.

“James!! Are you okay?!” Very much alarming..

As Ben hurried back to the scene with his employees, he couldn't help but roll his eyes as wizard upon wizard apparated onto the scene, apparently oblivious to the commotion around them. That was no good! Both of the muggles were CLEARLY freaked out now, and it was only a matter of time before one of them did something stupid, like grab onto someone as they're trying to apparate and splinch themselves.

"Ok, Tasha, please work with this man here," Ben instructed, pointing to the one who had been talking to them as they arrived (Cinn-O-Bun) "And try to figure out a good excuse to tell them to try and make them go away. I believe he's been working on a few stories himself so make sure your stories match!" he told her. "Sir, this is Tasha Starr, my division head in the Muggle Worthy Excuse Committee," he whispered to the man. No need to use that word in front of them AGAIN. "Maybe she can help you calm them down!"

He then turned to Frida, who had just arrived on the scene. Thank GOODNESS! Now they had an obliviator to get rid of their memories, if need be. Ben could have done it himself but he hadn't performed the charm in years...he was awfully rusty and didn't need to completely mess up their memory.

"Frida, wait here and watch the situation closely. If they can't convince them to leave by the pure powers of persuasion, you're going to need to obliviate them," he explained in a whisper. "So start thinking of a good memory to plant in their brains, just in case!"

Finally he turned to Lima, who had a few of her employees on the scene as well. "Stand by in case anyone does any magic--the presense of a muggle might make them mess something up if they get startled or nervous about them being here. Not to mention that probably won't help the situation," he added with a small grumble, staring at the man who was shielding himself with his briefcase.

ooc. for everyone, this is RYDER, not Lili, if anyone needs Lili, shes at one of the campgrounds somewhere!

Ryder was trilled. He got to attend a Quidditch World Cup, and better yet, his girlfriend Sarah was coming with him. Summer was going pretty well, he had to say, he was excited to be going back to Hogwarts for his 6th year, and Sarah would be there, and everyone else. Except Dom and Kaika of course, but tha was okay. Perhaps he would run into Miranda here too. There was bound to be a lot of people here from Hogwarts.

Since Sarah and himself lived in different areas, they were both taking seperate portkeys around the same time and had planned on meeting at the field. Before they had to check into for security.

Seeing though, as he didn't really have parents, he had had to come up with something that would allow Sarah to come with with him. He'd gotten in touch with his friend Kaitlynn who, during the time that he was in his third year, but not at Hogwart had spent a lot of time with her, and staying at her sister Lilianas place a lot. He had not seen Liliana for a long time, but when he had been talking to Kaitlynn (she was related to him distantly) she had said that she was going to come to the QWC, and would be staying with her sister, and when she had asked her sister about it, she said that Lili was more than okay with it. There were just a few things he would have to put up with. He was unsure what that would mean, and Kaitlynn would not say, but that was okay. Any family at all was good with him.

He grabbed the toaster portkey on the ground, and felt himself being propelled to where the check point for the QWC was. As he landed on his feet in the middle of the field he pulled his ID out of his pocket and waited for Sarah and for the security people.

OOC: This is Sarah (in Dark Orange), not Olivia (who posts in Dark Red)

Sarah was as excited as it was possible to be.Not only was she getting to go to the QWC, but she was also staying with her boyfriend, Ryder, while she was there.She had been worried that she would be unable to attend as both her parents were muggles, but after many owls sent between the two of them, Ryder had come up with a plan.So here she was holding a portkey for the first time in her life and landing on her bum in the middle of a field.

Nice.

Standing up, Sarah took her ID out of her bag before slinging it over her shoulder.Spotting a familiar head of hair just a ways in front of her, she practically skipped over to it.With a tap on the shoulder she grinned at her boyfriend."Hey, Ryder," she greeted with a kiss. "Sorry I'm a bit late, mum wanted to make sure I had everything I needed for a camping trip.You been waiting long?"

"Hello" Chris said "You have your ID out you made a good choice." Looking over the ID he said "Okay on you go and enjoy the match." Chris saw the several wizards apparate in at once and vowed to stay out of the business and let the others do their work.

Dan looked up as Ben returned. He looked at him and hoped he would do something soon. Dan wasn`t the one who was supposed to talk to muggles and give them excuses. He did things.

But he`d do what he was required to do. "Well miss. This is a" camping ground? no they`d never believe that "Its a science experiment." he finally said. Yes that was a nice excuse. "Could you please tell me who you are" he asked. The main thing to do was keep her busy until Ben or the obliviators did something

The Cartwrights, particulary Evan, had been waiting for it since it was announced. It'd be a perfect opportunity to relax after a hard year of school, and Evan could forget that Lyra and Fallon had to go away. He had to find new friends. He'd overheard that Aaron was coming but he guessed there would be many people here, so that the blondie could easily avoid him. Which field was their tent placed anyway? Evan couldn't be that unlucky, could he?

In some empty land of Liverpool he looked for an old mobile phone. He couldn't understand why they didn't "accio!" it. His father said they needed to take it from the exact spot, but seriously, a few meters shouldn't matter. Sighing angrily again he walked through the land fourth time. How could his father get the 'address' wrongly? He just hoped they wouldn't miss the portkey--otherwise they would have to go even further towards Manchester. He didn't understand why they didn't drive to the Cup too--it wasn't that far. But no, their new, shiny Volvo would be crashed. Eye roll. Like they couldn't place a disillusion charm.

He shouted in joy at last, calling his parents to the black, sparkling object. "It's here! It's shining!" he shouted in joy, but his father looked rather worried. He heard him say "Hold it quickly!" right before he was forced to. He saw a blurry green field, and--

"Ouch!" He fell on his knees. His mother grabbed him, pulling to his feet. They had landed on their feet safely. And you'd expect parents to protect their child. He got up, his knees hurting, and followed his parents towards the security. His father had already had three IDs out, handing them in an angle for the officer to see them. Evan sighed in relief. They weren't late for the portkey! Or hadn't landed on somewhere wrong. Talking of Evan Cartwright, that could happen.