Kat was relieved to see Jake and Bella come in the distnance. "Jake! bella!" She gasped and ran up to hug them both. "I'm so sorry Jake! But thankyou so much for brining her! She kissed her niece on the cheeks and grinned through the drizzel. "Excited?" She giggled.

Bella trudged along after Jake. Jeez...Katherine could be a little clueless at times. I mean, forgetting to pick up their own niece? But when she hugged her and told her she was sorry, Bella really believed it. She smiled up at her favourite and only auntie and said, "Its fine. Really. Jake and I had a great time." She looked up to Kat's boyfriend and sighed when she saw that look of adoration he had when looking at her. YUCK!

"Oh it's fine. your mom was very nice about it." he chuckled. Kat's mom had been obsesive over him when he came over ever since he became her boyfriend. "So, we wait for a securtity check or what? I'm freezing!" He rubbed his hands together for warmth.

"I think so..." Kat murmered, looking around. They couldn't go yet. Then she noticed some people taking out IDs. "Yes We need to show our IDs. Makes sense I suppose." She looked in her purse and hoped she'd brought it with.

"Yes Becca i saw someone by that name of Iridesca come through here" said Chris. "Should i have detained her? is she someone that should not have passed through the checkpoint." Chris thought that person had showed proper identification and wondered what this was all about. "By the way i hope your friend is doing okay at St Mungo's i heard something big was happening." Chris said.

"Okay, thanks, do you know where she's gone?" Becca asked and then shook her head "No, she's fine to pass, I just have something to give her" she smiled. Distractions were good. But.. obviously not good enough "Mr Lee's with her, she'll be fine" she mumbled, and looked at where they'd been stood and sat before. Tearing her gaze away, she shuddered slightly "Don't mention them, please Chris" she smiled weakly, wanting to get on with the task in hand.

"My thinking is that she went to the fields i'm not quite sure what she is doing at the moment though." Chris decided he would drop the subject about the hospital business. "Well all of us employees must press on thats all we can do in this case." He continued to scan for any new arrivals.

"Okay.. do you know what field?" Becca asked before nodding "I know.. that's what I'm attempting to do. I'm an employee like you too, Chris" she looked down at the note and then back up at Chris. "Anyway.. keep up the good work" Becca nodded to him, hoping to distract him from this conversation about her husband.

"She went to the north field, it appears she has a plot or area there that she had in mind to set up her tent." Chris took out his parchment and checked his list for the locations of where these fans had set up for the match.

"Okay, thanks Chris. Good work" Becca smiled, sighing softly to herself and then turning around. North Field. Sounded.. fun. Well, at least it wasn't the Ea- Forget about it! Gritting her teeth because of her frustration with herself, Becca pulled out her wand and waved it at the note, sending it to Iridesca. She also put a charm on it so that the note would pester Iridesca until she read it. Turning back to the security checks, Becca drew herself up to her full height and then walked forwards. Time to get stuck in and help out!

Juniper arrived by way of Christmas ornament. She looked around and fixed her appearance. She hoped she looked enough like a muggle. She pulled out her I.D. and got in line to wait to be checked in.

Now another guest arrived and Chris said "Hello I see you have your ID out good choice." Chris made a quick look of that ID and then said. "Okay ma'am you can go on ahead. Enjoy the match."

With a pop herod appeared on the spot. HE rumeged in his cloak and plled out tickets and ministry ID badge. He waitd in line, still reading his copy of Which Broomstick.

While waiting for the other guest to notice that he had passed her on another person appeared. "Hello sir" them he looked at his ID and said "Allright go on ahead and keep an eye out for anything that does not look normal." He let him pass.

Lucy blinked twice. Oh, right.
Taking her hand to her pocked, Lucy replied, just to hand the man her ID proving who she was: "Here you go."
Wow. Had she had just done that? Hurray! It had been a very long while since she had shown her real ID to someone. Last time had been about four years ago.
She smiled at the man's words.
"No problem. You're just doing your job."

DH almost laughed when he was given a whole wallet by the man in front of him. He was in awe that people tend to be out of their minds, especially on occasions like this.

He receives the ID that was given to him with a grin on his face. "Thank you sir." checking the identification and handing it back to the guy. He then let him through.

DH was so amused hos people are not prepared for this. Or is it that this guy is getting older by the day that he is forgetting where he puts things. He chuckled inside of him, not to be rude to the Educations Department Head.

He took the identification and checked it carefully, "Thank you, sir" handing the ID back. "You may pass." he said smiling at him.

"Thank you," Jake nodded to the guy as he took back his ID. With a goodbye smile at him, he began walking aimlessly around the area for a while before heading for the merchandise area. What better way to vent off annoyance at unruly teenagers than buying them gifts?

Yeah, it was almost as pathetic as it sounded.

Devon had been staring at a couple of German gentlemen argue about who looked more like a muggle, and honestly, Devon nor Jenn could tell which one did. One had on a bath robe, basketball shorts, and sandals, while the other looked like he was preparing to go to the north pole.

"Um, Devon!" Jenn finally called, after realizing Devon hadn't heard the man before. Nudging him roughly in the ribs, she looked up with him, shaking her head in a type of way that said clearly Honestly! To think I'm related to you!

"Um, Identifications? Yes, right here. Um, one moment." Going through his bag, he mumbled about how he really needed to tighty it up a bit.

Sighing, Jenn walked over, and pulled out the identifications out of his back pocket. "Here you go Sir. I hope those will do?"

With a nod, Tristan took his ID and smiled back, "Thanks!" he said and once more, put it in his pocket. Tristan caught up with Nathan as they walked around searching for their porkeys.
Listening to Nathan, Tristan found himself trying to come up with a reason to watch the game. Which only came down to seeing lovely ladies on broomsticks. Which was a pretty lame reason. You could see lovely girls on the ground. He nodded though, at his friends reasoning. "Yeah..." he did try to say something similar, but...just...no. Rooting for Ireland? He donned his irish accent again, something he wanted to do more and more. "Well ofcourse, mate." he grinned, and continued, "I'll be rooting for dear ol' Scotland aswell." He winked and jokingly thought they could paint half their faces with the Scottish flag, and the other with the Irish. Haha.

Camping, right. "Um, no I'm not..." he frowned as if only now thinking about where he would be camping. "Actually, that would be very appreciated. Thanks!" he smiled big. "Or you know, I dont want to intrude or anything." Who knows what his other friend had planned for them both.

The grin that had appeared slightly fell as Nathan somehow, in the most minimalistic way, mention their encounter with the Veela. That had been one scary experience. But they had come out of it alive! "Oooooh yeah." his eyes got round as he remembered. Oh, he's serious? He didn't say anything as Nathan looked quite serious about keeping the hat. Well, once again, he put his foot in his mouth.

"Allright..." Tristan nodded and followed his friend. He had absolutely no idea where to go and was sticking to him for as long as possible. His eyebrows raised in interest at the explanation the portkeys. He had known how those things woked, just not been...travelling with one. "Um...no." Tristan said feeling slightly embarrassed. He just hadn't had the opportunity to. "Have you used them many times? How does it feel? Is it like apparating?" So many questions. He was getting slightly nervous.

Aaron Anderson, not Ben Amsten
 

Ruther was surprisingly early today. After all it is Quidditch and he wanted to find a good spot to make camp. But I hope DH and Daniel is his neighbor. He looked around the queue and saw DH, not in the queue itself but on the security checker area. He smiled and is looking forward to seeing a friend.

He smiled at the young lady as he looks at the identifications that she handed to him. "Ahh, yes. This is good." he smiled again and returned the IDs to the two. "You may pass." he said to them.

"Good day! Can I see your identifications?" he said with a smile to the mother and his young man.


Then Dh was taken a back when he saw a familiar face in the queue. "Rutherford?!?" he asked as he was confirming if it was really his friend.

Charlie smiled at the man that had taken his identification and proceeded to the camp grounds.

"Good day," Annabell said to the man smiling. "My son, here is meeting with my brother who is working security... Over there!" She pointed by the VIP and Floo Network to the man in the good sweater. "I, however, am Apparating back home right away. So should we do something different?"

Aaron kept waving his arms until he finally caught his Uncle Ben's attention. "Mom! He's coming!" Aaron said exciting as his uncle was walking over.

Benjamin walked over to Annabell and Aaron and gave Aaron a hug first. "Hey, bud!" He gave him a tight hug and lifted him off the ground a little. He then went to his sister and gave her a hug. "How are you doing?" he said smiling. He then turned to the man checking Aaron and Annabell in. "This little dude is going to be under my watch this Quidditch World cup," he said ruffling Aaron's hair.

Aaron laughed and was a bit annoyed when Ben ruffled his hair. he doesn't realized that Aaron grew a lot since he saw him last. He looked up at the man and smiled as his uncle Ben did.

Ronan hit the ground slightly harder than he had planned and his knees gave out just slightly. He was much more used to traveling in Muggle style or by broomstick for the Portkey's side affects to feel relatively normal for him. He held up the skeleton of an old umbrella and headed over to the security check-in.

He hadn't been to the Quidditch World Cup since he was a student back in Australia, a long time before he transferred to Hogwarts. Ronan's heart thumped in his chest in anticipation for what was supposed to an amazing match.

Ruther laughed, DH indeed recognized him. "No, I am Ruther. Rutherford is mt father." he said jokingly and laughed. "How are you? Is the young master here?" he said asking a lot of questions while preparing his identification.

Ruther was so happy he saw DH was suddenly halted when he saw a fellow Magical Law Enforcement.

"Excuse me DH. I need to talk to Mr. Amsten there." he said goodbye for a moment and approached the three people.

"Excuse me, Mr. Amsten. I am Rutherford von Gruntz. Maybe you don't know me, but I am a member of the Wizengamot. I had a leave to study my Masterals abroad and just returned recently. Can I ask you, what is the duties of the Law Enforcement that I can help with?" he asked politely and gently.