When two approached with sort of confused look on their faces, Brian spoke up, " Hi! Can I help you?" he smiled at them, "If you provided me your IDs, you can move to the portkeys to enjoy the game." He waited patiently as rubbing his hands together.

Brian shook his head. It was part of his mistake. He should insist her to stay back at home or atleast put up a tent to make her sleep peacefully. His face was getting red at thought of his own mistakes. Pressing his free hand against his forehead he looked at her, "But ..still..I just cant see your tired and sleepless face." she looked very tired which was making his heart ache.
Aw..now Ben was here, again. Brian sighed inwardly and agreeing with him in every way of plans how to deal the muggles now. He sat there and watching Ben giving instructions to his employees and asking ideas. So obviously they were going to move the poor muggles somewhere else where no possibility of doing magic, not even accidentally. He was in ready position too if they need any kind of help from him and his department.

Looking at him, she shook her head and then moved closer to him. Kissing his red face, she put her head on his chest "Mmmm." she smiled, relaxing "It's fine, I just can't sleep in all this noise" she yawned, closing her eyes and sighing softly. "It's fine..." she repeated herself, shifting and rubbing her eyes tiredly.

"Mmm" he grinned when she kissed his face and settled against his chest. It was not only comfortable for her but for him too, like being in home, safe and happy. Wrapping his arms fully around her now, he nodded, "I know. There's so much of noise, but we cant help.." he pressed his cheek against her hair and started humming her fav. song slowly, hoping atleast it would give her some relief, mentally.

When he grinned, she smiled a little and then put her head against his shoulder happily. Feeling safe in his arms, she smiled a little "I know" she yawned again and smiled relaxedly as he started humming. Breathing out, she put an arm around him and closed her eyes with a small sigh and relaxed happily, staying still, but still not sleeping.

He had to chuckle at his friends Irishness. He was getting better and better at it. Haha. Tristan wasn't even goint to attempt doing a Scottish accent. But he had a place to camp, great! He had initially just been planning on going all hermit again, but he wasn't sure he could seeing as it had been over a year since he had been out in the greenery. Ugh.

Tristan frowned. "Really?" Well, they weren't going to stay at the tapless-field, right? Or it wouldn't really bother him that much, just as long as they had bottled water to drink or something. "Doesn't that like breach a Human rights convention?" It was rather odd, that there was a field where people couldn't get water. And he was pretty sure it was folk with less money in their pockets. Hm, maybe he was exaggerating. "Yeah that sounds good." He nodded. Near the grounds. They would be so much closer to...Quidditch. Yay... But his big brother enjoyed the sport, Tristan would endure that for him.

"Ah!" Tristan pointed at Nathan, thinking that he had come up with a good idea. Accio-ing the portkeys! Taking out his wand, Tristan cleared his throat and aimed it at...Um..."What if we hit someone with them?" he said in a low tone, but soon the image of someone getting attacked by a hat and a microphone won over and he couldn't contain the small laugher. "Hey, you think you could Accio anything?" How about an elephant? The idea he had had back in DA came back to him. Oh, they needed to try that out someday!

Nathan was really calming him down, he was really glad to have caught up with him here. All this portkey travelling was getting him rattled. So no squeezy feeling but bumpy. "Like a roller coaster?" he asked with eyebrows raised. If it was, then it would be pretty fun. Oh yay!
"Thanks, mate." Tristan said with a smile of gratitude. "I think I'll be allright. Plus," he said, straightening up and puffing his chest out, "I'm a big boy, I can do it." Yeah he looked like a little kid, but that was the idea. Haha. "Or maybe we should get the same portkey, that way we don't get too spread out?" How about that.

"I think we should. Just to make sure that there are absolutely no loopholes with it. Besides, I want to know when exactly to cast the charm." Though Frida was already keen on using her wand. Her hand made it's way into her robe pocket and was at the ready.
"We'll have to use the same memory for both muggles." It just wouldn't do to have each wandering soul with a different recollection.

Oh God! what happened to him? He didnt look panicked anymore. Does the drink do any tricks? Might be. Eloise brushed off her hair by her forehand and shaking her head. Thankgod, she didnt touch the bottle yet. Taking the abandoned cellphone from the floor by stretching out her arm, she frowned next minute. An useless, broken one. Throwing it away she looked around for any hint of escape route from this place through her thin reading glasses.

"Yes, James. Their stories are unbelievable.." the girl was really imaginative though, "It's getting late for our conference too" she was worried about it now. She had been working hard for preparing herself for this presentation. Sigh.

"We need cops now." It seems the only solution for both to get out of the place and find out what these people are upto.

Cops!

"Hello" Chris said noticing more arrivals. "Do you have your ID's out. It looks like you do." Chris made checks of the identification and then he said "Allright you may go on. Please enjoy the match and take a moment to see what is offered here." Chris returned the ID's

Madison nodded her head, listening to what Ben was saying at the moment. She had to think of a place that would seclude them from all others, or at least get them away from the apparating wizards that kept popping up.

And then the muggle lady began speaking again, this time about cops. She turned back to the muggle and smiled innocently. Her own father was a muggle and therefore she grew up around some of the muggle ways of life.

"Actually ma'am," she began in a calming voice, yet she was nervous about the situation. "We already have cops here." She looked over to Warren who was head of his division, Brian who was Head of security and Ben, whom she had no idea exactly what he was but knew that he could help.

"Mr. Lee here is over security. His office is right over in the corner if the two of you would like to follow us there. We will get you safely back to where you need to be." Oblivated mind and all. This was terrible.

Warren stood farther back trying not to seem intimidating but obviously this was getting out of hand. Crossing his arms he watched people try to calm them down to no avail. Where were the Obliviators? Rubbing the back of his neck he looked around and then back at the scene before them.

Catching Madison's eye he looked thoughtful. He knew how to preform the spell but if he did.... Someone needed to and soon. Walking up to Madison he turned his back to the two muggles and looked at her from the corner of his eye. "If they don't get here soon," meaning the Obliviators, "and I do it myself. Will you back me?" This hand was getting disastrously out of hand and something needed to be done. If he did it...well repercussions would surely arise. It was illegal for anyone other than Obliviators to perform that spell but right now...it was necessary.

Now another one. Trying to convince them with another story? No! I'm not going to hear anymore. But onething she should appreciate about these crazy..Yes..crazy people. They treated them with some respect. But..but..that was not enough.

Eloise cocked her head to see the woman from the floor. "Cops here? Where? I didnt see any Uniforms.." she rolled her eyes behind her glasses.

Another lie? Probably.

And who's this Lee?

Warren turned around as the woman spoke and reaching into his pocket for his MLES badge ran his fingers over it so the words changed. "I'm a cop ma'am. Captain actually," he said cooly knowing how Muggle police worked and their ranks. Pulling his hand out he showed her the shiny badge that said Manchester Police. Nice little spell work for something that was done quickly. "Surely you know not all police wear uniforms."

Madison was thankful when Warren walked up. She understood his words and looked towards the muggle and smiled, anything to calm the lady's nerves as she was just...stressed. That she understood.

"They are undercover cops," she said as she looked to Warren, patting him on the back. "And here is another.

"Please understand when I speak for everyone, we want to get you back to where you were going," she spoke in her soft voice. "I understand that things...do not make much sense to you but we are here to make sure everyone is safe." That was the truth and they were there to see that things were kept calm and nothing out of place. "So please, if you don't mind, I need yourself and your friend to follow us out of the way from everyone since there are so many people here coming and going."

"ID out please" said Chris as more guests came along. He was continuing to watch the muggle situation unfold but still wanted to focus on his job. "Ah thank you" said Chris as he looked at the identification. "Okay go on ahead and enjoy the match."

Jake jogged up to Kat and bella, who were talking to one of the ministry people. He smiled at the man and looked over to Kat, having not heard what he'd just said.

Bella smiled at the man, "Our IDs? Of course..Here we go." She handed hers and Bella's over, glad she'd gotton them out earlier. She looked at Jake who was standing near, "Have yours I hope?" She asked. No way were they going back now.

Jake nodded and held out his ID, feeling pleased with himself that he'd remembered. "i wouldn't forget, especilly at a time like this!"

Daemon walked over to the crowd of people, the little section where wizards appeared spontaneously. He watched the people's actions and surveyed the place. He smiled at a couple people and blended into the crowd. He should really stop being so shy and anti-social. He should probably take the plunge and start a conversation with someone. Just as he was about to he changed his mind. I'll just do my job. No talking. Too...humiliating.

OOC: What's going on here? There some rukus? Or am I going crazy?

Tasha Agreed with Frida "Yes maybe we should go find Ben and tell him and then get started on changing their memories?" she told her. "This is going to be a very long night, I just hope that it doesn't get any crazier" she tried to relax but she knew that she couldn't right now.

"Thank you." Edward takes his identification back. He turns around to hear people yelling at Warren. "Is everything okay over there?" Edward assumes MLES is encharge of the check in area, but if Warren needs help, Edward isn't adverse to lending a hand.

Parts of the story still didn't make sense to poor James...if they were cops, why had they not told them right away? Why had they put them through this horrible guessing game and wasted all their time? Ahhhh well. James had gotten so comfortable on the ground, he was almost falling asleep...it wouldn't do him any good to arrive at the conference all drowsy!

"Might as well just go with them," James said with a sigh. That was funny--normally, he'd argue with them but right now...ehh. He didn't feel like it. He felt too relaxed to fight anymore. He stood up and grinned at the undercover cops (or whoever they really were). "Lead away!"

Marilyn still had a deathgrip on Jasper when the spinning finally stopped. She was a bit disoriented but that passed. She idly brushed her cloak off, glancing around at the others crowding the check in area. Catching sight of her boyfriend, the blonde grinned. Perhaps she'd go say Hello when they got checked in...and once she actually told her brother she had a boyfriend.

[Color=dark green]Jasper waited for the familiar dizziness of apparation to pass before making any moves. Once he was stable, he collected his sister and approached the line. Jazz always felt odd attending events like this...but since he'd recently gotten this job at the Ministry, attending wasn't so much an option as it was a necessIty.[/color]

Catching sight of other guests that wanted to enter Chris said. "I will need to see ID from you of course if you have it on you." Chris continued to search for other new arrivals at the same time.

When she was in his arms as her head against his shoulder, he could feel her calming and rhythmatic heartbeats against his chest. Slightly rubbing on her back, Brian kept humming and thinking of a put an temproary tent here so that every security persons could be in shade not needed to stay in sunlight. But first thing first. This's food time, well mostly for her according to her new diet schedule. "Becs? It's food time. Can you let me to get something eat for you?" he looked down at her.

When he saw Madison's gestures, Brian knew it was time to get into the action. Before he excused himself from Becca who was needed him morethan ever, he saw Warren moved in and helping Madison to tackle the muggles. Deciding to stay back at his place, only for not to panic the poor muggles on his part, he noticed them started moving, towards him? Let's wait and see..

Brian took the IDs from their hands and going through the details. Once his eyes finished scanning them, he looked up, "Thanks for co-operating with us, guys." he returned their IDs to them, "You can go now. But please avoid to get near those stranded muggles please. Have a nice day!" he said with a nice smile.

Relaxing as he rubbed on her back, she listened to his humming and then opened her eyes when he spoke. Staring at nothing, she didn't reply for a minute. Then she looked up at him "No.. I don't want any food. I just want to sleep" she replied slowly, thinking about what she was saying before she said it.

When it was obvious he was needed, Becca groaned and then got up and sat in the chair next to him so he could get up easily without worrying about moving her away. Staring at the muggles with a yawn, she said nothing.

Gah. She refused food now. Not her fault though. Her much needed sleep was disturbed now. She had not slept well. Brian looked down at her helplessly. Without proper food and enough sleep she was becoming weak. He felt his heart aching for her. "Becs? I will arange something to sleep you honey, but before that you must take some food. Atleast for me, for our baby..please?" he begged her to eat, hoping that she would budge this time.

Looking at him blankly, as he said her name, she shook her head. "I know you'll arrange it.. but.. I need sleep more than anything." she stayed stubborn. When he begged her to eat, she leant her head back on the chair "Fine.." she gave in easily, sighing softly. "But not too much" she nodded with a small smile. He could always get her to eat and drink, tired or not.

Wow! Did they just apparate with a little watch resting in trash bin? Josh was not sure as he stared around in awe. It was the very first time that he had seen or used a portkey, with Ryan's help of course who was already there, beside him when he opened his eyes. How come he had arrived before him? Did not they touched it at the same time? The twelve year old boy was not sure but made a mental note about not to mess with him too much since he seemed to be too experienced at magic. Yes, he was.

Ryan, who was still in the slight affect of anger caused by the fuss Joshua started in the car, waited silently for the boy to realise what had just happened. He could clearly remember the feeling of unawareness from the memory of his first apparition many years ago. He smiled to himself when those memories of first apparition reminded him how traumatic it was for the most of the students at his time. ''We are supposed to be checked by the security'' the blond man told the boy firmly once he believed he was back in the real world ''So behave''. The last thing he wanted was now another fuss with the security caused by a naughty little boy.

Portkeys. Little nasty things Birce wouldn't use if it wasn't for being a 'group'. She didn't like to be forced to arrive on time for something. It always gave her the creeps of What if I miss? She'd apparate of course, but she wasn't sure if Joshua was capable of that.

"I have to be in the Floo Network thing... But I guess I should be checked here first, right?" she asked nervously. Her stomach started to ache with nausea. She knew she'd better calm down or she wouldn't do a good job with talking English, but it wasn't that easy to calm down. Moreover, she got even more worried as she tried to calm herself. Breathe in, breathe out.

Brian nodded his head, "I know, I know. Just gimme few minutes to make arrangements for that. Meanwhile you can eat.." he said and smiling at her when she accepted to eat half-mindedly.

"Okay, just lemme get them from our bag" he said and stroking her amazing red hair softly.

Brian's face wore a nice smile at the sight a lil boy and a man who seems accompanied him. "Hello there! REady to watch the game?" he asked casually, "For that, Can I see your Identifications, please?" with the same smile still on his face.

"Mmmm" she nodded with a smile and then closed her eyes again, knowing he'd be smiling at her agreement. Listening to his sentence of words, she smiled and nodded a little, enjoying his hand on her hair. Wondering what he'd give her to eat, she smiled fondly with her eyes still closed.

Josh immediately ran the man who spoke to him the moment he opened his mouth. Did he specifically spoke to him? He did not know but who cared anyway? The boy stopped right before the security man holding his ID that his mom warned him about not to lose at least more than a hundred times. They never thought anything could be safe in his hands and Joshua wondered why. Anyhoo it was time to enjoy himself. ''YAY! I cannot wait for the match!'' he spoke to the man enthusiastically and right before showing his ID he indicated towards Ryan and added with a laughter ''You know why he is acting like that. Because he is 40 and has not married yet'' now his ID was shaking in his hand as he laughed loudly.

His ID ready in his hand Ryan approached the security officer right after Joshua who ran everywhere as usual. But halted when he heard the boys's laughter and words about him. Groan. Surely he wondered why Amelia did not teach her son to shut up but was this boy even capable of learning anything? Plus... he was not 40. ''Thank you Joshua.'' he said with a cold voice as he showed the ID to the officer ''I'm sure the security personnel here were quite interested in my marial status. Now, breathe more!'' Gah. There was even Birce right behind them and the little monster had just humiliated him before her eyes, not to forget the officers there.

Birce was searching for her ID as she listened to Josh. She couldn't help but giggle at the creative comments on Ryan. It looked like they were going to have so much fun with him. As she showed her ID to the officer, she winked at the kid. How much she wished to be at his age now, full of joy and recklessness.

Turning to Ryan, she said "Where will you be? I'll check the Floo Network, then I'll come and find you. Oh and, would you please carry my luggage too? It wouldn't be nice to go there with it, you know..." Smile expectantly. It always worked.

"Good" Brian let her lean back against the chair slowly and stood up. Stretching out his body a lil, Oh..Gosh..my neck hurts Brian brushed aside his body pain and moved over to where their bags were. He bent down and took the thermo packs (food container) from one of their three bags. Taking out another box which contains, spoons and forks, Brian straightened himself up to go back to Becca.

"I'm back.." he said and took his seat back with food, spoon and forks. He started open the container in which some of her favourite homemade food was packed.


Brian was very impressed by this lil boy's courage and enthusiasm. Kids. He looked down at him, smiling warmly, "Oh..you keep your ID safe with you? Very good.." he checked out the details and looked at him again, "So, Who's your fav. player?" he asked as returning his ID back to him and really liked to talk with this boy despite his tight and tiring schedule and work, but had to resist his laugh at his comment about the man who was standing by him. He shook his head and admiring the sense of humour of this boy before turning his gaze to the man.

"Hi! Good day?" he asked pleasantly and cleared him from the security check after satisfied with the informations he had seen in his ID. "You can go now. Is he your nephew?" he asked as taking a glance at the boy again.

"Mmmm." she smiled and then opened her eyes as he stood up. Watching him, she saw him shudder a little as he stretched "Love?" she called to him softly. When he didn't hear her and moved across the their bags, she sighed softly and then shivered slightly, feeling cold with tiredness. When he sat back down, she smiled at him "Love? What's wrong? Is some part of you hurting?" she asked, looking at him curiously.

Kept smiling, Brian took her ID to check it out. "Thankyou Miss. You're cleared now." he returned her ID back, as his free hand rubbing on his back neck. Gosh..why this's giving torture now!

"Wrong?" Brian shook his head, "No..just my neck hurts a bit.." his voice didnt give up any signs of pain. "Now..eat, you need to go back to sleep after this." he took the fork from the box and took a piece of food by fork and holding it to her mouth, smiling.

Emma didn't like using Portkeys. Nope, not one bit. It gave her the creeps, but the job description said she had to be here; at the Quidditch World Cup. And she did like watching the sport, even if she couldn't always follow it. Given the choice, Emma would have Apparated, but she didn't have the choice, and landed heavily with a thud! near to the security entrance. Luckily, she was on her feet, so she didn't look or feel stupid. Hopefully....

Still clutching the Portkey, a broken muggle phone Emma only recognised as similar to the one her mum had, she made her way carefully towards someone who looked in charge, in control of all the people arriving around her. Pulling her Daily Prophet card out of her purse as she went, Emma tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. This had better be good.

Taking a glance around the place, Brian saw her approaching the security check point. "Hello!" he greeted her warmly, "May I help you?" asked and shifting from one leg to another. He then looked at her DP ID card. Checking out the card thoroughly, he spoke up, "YOu can go and watch the game now. It's gonna be started soon.." he informed her calmly

His neck was hurting? Becca looked at him and then shook her head "You need to rest.. 'specially your neck" she mumbled, refusing to take the food by pulling away from the fork "And I'm not doing anything until you swear to me that you'll relax" she looked at him and shivered more with tiredness, but kept looking at him determinedly.

Abigail love using portkeys. It always gave her a energectic rush through her body. She approached the portkey was was going to be using. A soccer ball. Since it was the one she apparated closest to. She looked around a bit, hoping to see Jenkins . He was thrilled about the Quidditch World Cup, but she hadn't seen him in a while now. She just hoped he was okay and nothing happened to him.

"Becs?" Brian pulled her closer to him, kissed on her forehead. "Dont be silly. It's just a casual pain due to over work and tiredness, It will go soon love" he smiled and nodded his head, "Now, eat, the match is going to start now. Dont you want to watch the match?" he asked softly and holding the fork to her mouth again.


"Hello? " Brian greeted her, his next visitor, "Can you hurry up? The match will be started in about two hours" he said, to help her get hurried and watching the game right from the beginning.

Abilee showed ID and touched the portkey, sending her on her merry way to the matches.

"Right."
But where was Ben? And what was going on with those muggles now?
"Cops?" Frida said in a whisper when she overheard the conversation between the muggle man and one of the Ministry security employees.

And to top it off, the match was going to be starting soon. 'I'll be late at this rate.' She thought and looked to where a large number of Quidditch fans were making their way to the stadium.

Ah hey Birce was here too. Lovely. Now he could torture Ryan further for not letting him see Rose a few minutes more. He was already planning this since it would be much easier with her presence. Mwhaha! ''Birce...'' he began but feel silent when he cought the deadly stare of the adult man's blue eyes. ''O-kay...'' this could wait till later ot till the next minute.


He was already not feeling so bad, driving the car with Joshua monster made it worse and now as if it had not been enough the boy was torturing him further. This boy, now, was making him feel happy at a point tough : that he had no child though he doubted he or she would be like this one if he had any. Turning to Birce he sighed some and responded to her tyring to keep his tone soft as usual ''We'll be setting the tent on the South Field. It'll be a huge dark brown tent, you won't have any difficulty finding it'' looking at her pretty face as she smiled asking for him to carry her luggage, Ryan could not help smiling as well. ''Of course'' he said ''That won't be any problem''

Turning back to the Security guy Josh nodded cheerfully ''Yep, i have to keep it safe otherwise my mom told that she'd kill me and bury the body in the backyard along with the chicken poo'' then he roared with laughther ''No wonder she is friends with that man'' his voice dropped to a whisper *gesture towards Ryan* ''They are both nuts plus he supports Australia, bleh'' voice back ''Ah my favourite is Colin McKenzie the git.'' he replied the question giggling more ''My friend says he is a git but i think he is cool so that makes him a cool git and i like cool gits''

''Language, Joshua!'' The blond man warned firmly. Merlin when was he going to shut up? Maybe he could use a proper silencing charm on it but he was afraid of the possible outcomes of such an act. Taking a deep breath to make himself stronger to bear this boy, as if it was going to work, he looked at the security man when he spoke adression to him this time. ''Hi. Thanks . Good day to you too.'' he did a kind nod when he said they could pass now. Finally. ''Ah and no he is not my niece'' actually he was glad that he had no blood tie with him though he was not really sure about that. ''He's the son of a friend of mine.''. He indicated the kid to move ''Come on we have a tent to set up'' and glanced back at the officer before he started to walk ''Thank you again. Have a nice working day''

Brian laughed at the pretty active and talkative boy. "Oh..really? No..no one would like to kill a lil boy, someone like you.." he gently patted on his shouder. "Good, he's a good player. And be stick with your guardian, I'll see you later, young man" he smiled and gave a gently tap on his cheek.

He turned to his Guardian now, "Okay. The game is gonna start soon. Have fun!" he smiled as cleared them both.

Next post to south field?
 

Birce smiled at the man as she got her ID back, then turned to Ryan.
Birce said "How well you get along, and think of each other highly." as in an observant manner with a chuckle. She gave a look to Ryan that said don't limit the kid so much! It's alright as Joshua was silenced off with a look from Ryan. "I have to go and greet the ministers now, but I'll come back later. Shall we talk then?" she asked kindly. Then she turned to Ryan when he got her luggage. "Thank you. If it's not too much of me asking, would you mind setting up my tent as well?" Pweease?

Then, without waiting for a reply, she walked off to some direction she wasn't even sure where it lead to. "See ya." She waved and turned her back to find the floo network.

"Noo." she whined, refusing to listen to him "Sleep then." she demanded, still refusing the food by turning her face away "No, I don't.. I wanna sleep" she mumbled before turning to the food and taking the forkful. Chewing it with a cringe, she looked up at him "I'll go to the match if you go." she looked at him.

Sleep? Now? Was she joking? Brian got amused but didnt say anything. Looking at her as she turned her face away and refusing food, Brian sighed. "Okay, you dont have to go to the match, you can sleep here.." he said calmly and soflly, smiling as she came forward to take the food, he kept feeding her fondly and patiently.

Becca smiled as he said she could sleep there. Nuzzling his cheek fondly, she kept eating and watching him. Perking up a little as she got past the point of wanting sleep, even if she needed it, she rested her forehead against his head and smiled at him. "Stay with me" she moved one of her hands to his free hand and squeezed gently with a smile.

Brian was smiling as feeding her most essential diet he enjoyed her nuzzles and closeness even at this hectic situation. She was his everything. He would trade anything to make her happy and smile. "Okayy, I'll. But I wish you should go and watch the game." he looked at her beautiful hazel eyes, "Are you going to fulfill my wish or not?" he asked with a smile and squeezed her hand back.

She kept eating since she knew it kept him happy and then looked at him as he said he wanted her to go and watch the game. "Mmmm.. depends. Will you take me home soon after?" she asked, looking at him searchingly and curiously.

Brian smiled and satisfied now after she had had some food finally. He knew it was important to her to keep things going on. Chuckling at her question, he nodded his head, "Sure, right after the game finished..love" he said and kissed on her forehead.

She looked at him and then nodded with a sigh "Okay. But if you're not there waiting for me as the game finishes, I'll curse you back home." she threatened playfully, smiling a little "But I'm only doing this for you. And you'd better stay safe." she warned him, not joking this time. She wouldn't be able to survive if anything happened to him, he was her everything.

Nodding and smiling at the security guy, Emma pushed her ID card back into her pocket. "Thank you," she said, now getting excited about the up and coming match. Deciding that she'd head up to the Press Box first, she made her way away from the security check in.

He laughed and re-packed the thermo hot packs after she finished eating as much as she liked and wanted. Giving a water bottle to her, he nodded, "Sure, sure. But I know there's no necessity for that.." he smiled, "Yeah, ofcourse." I'm not sure though.." You stay safe. You have my heart with you, love" he leaned in and kissed her softly, and tenderly before bent down to kiss her stomach fondly bit strongly. "Behave, sweetheart! Dont give mum any difficulty" he felt his voice choked in his throat suddenly, "Time to go love, Enjoy the game!"he smiled at her after somehow managed himself.

"No problem!" Kat smiled back at him, "Oh Gosh, muggles?? At a time like this...dear oh dear...well, good luck with them and erything!" She smiled sympathetically, hoping it wasn't him who'd have to deal with them. He seemed a nice guy and Muggles could be, well, annoying. She looked at Bella and then to Jake, "ready guys?" She squealed.

Bella watched as the guy checked the IDs and Kat was shocked at the muggles. Jeez, muggle weren't that dumb, they were bound to figure out something was up. SHe smiled up at Kat and thought that Kat was probably more excited than herself! She decided to take th lead and walked off in the opposite direction of the muggles.

Jack nodded and smiled politely at the bloke before heading off after Kat and bella.

Smiling and taking the water bottle, she nodded "There better not be" she smiled fondly at him and then sighed as he assured her. She knew he wasn't sure. It was obvious to her. When he told her to stay safe, she smiled and kissed him back "Always. And I'll look after it well." she promised him with a smile. Watching him bend down and kiss her stomach, she smiled. This felt like the goodbye she never wanted to hear from him. When he choked on his words, she put her hands on either side of his face "It's gonna be fine love." she promised, looking at him as he told her it was time for the match. "Yeah.." she replied softly "At least walk me up there?" she smiled hopefully.

It is almost time and the crowd is rushing into the stadium. But then DH saw to ladies, who seem to be in a hurry. Aha, latecomers. He looked at them and said, "Can I see your IDs." he said looking at both of them.

"Aw yes, here it is." she said, holding up her ID. Lilah, for a moment, glanced at the other woman that appeared next to her. Giving her a small smile, she turned back and waited. She was sooo lucky she didn't forget it. Or her wand for that matter. Everything had been so hectic before she got here, and she finally had a moment to calm down. Which felt nice. Calm was good.

Just when Misty thought she had left her I.D, she found it, around her neck so she wouldn't lose it. 'Duh.' 'Here it is.' At least she wasn't the only one late. She returned the smile, and handed the man her I.D. It was a bad picture of herself.

DH took the IDs and nodded. He returned them to their respective owners and said, "Alright ladies, you may pass."

Aw yay! "Thank you." Lilah said happily, taking the ID back and placing it in her pocket, before turning to the lady next to her. "Have a great time." she said before heading off into a sprint. She was supposed to meet her cousin's friend here and he better not leave her. Even if she was late.

'Thank you.' Misty took her I.D and slung it around her neck again, juuust in case she would need it later. She smiled and nodded at the other woman. She would have a great time, as soon as she met some Quidditch Players.

Davina scowled and grumbled to herself as she hurried to get checked in. She couldn't believe it! Late! Her late????? She never thought she would live to see the day. She pulled out her ID and showed it to the person there. There wasn't even a crowd there, everyone was already at the match. She needed to find her head of department quick and report for duty.
"Davina Carter, Magical creatures."

Katy walked over to the security, tennis ball in hand. Geez she was late...but as long as she made it everything was fine. She smiled at the security and patted her pocket that had her ID in, just to make sure she hadn't forogt it at home. She hoped Matthew would find his way over here quickly.

Weeee! Sorry this took so long. :/
 

Tristan sure had a point about the human rights thing. Surely they couldn't say a thing if you used magic in a field where they didn't even provide you with a tap... especially after dishing out all that money for a Quidditch ticket. “You know who'll end up there, don't you?” He asked with a frown. “Those living on the bread line.” He crinkled his nose – that would have been Nathan a decade ago. And class didn't exist anymore. Apparently.

Nathan watched Tristan draw his wand and aimed it at noffink. He'd completely forgotten that you weren't supposed to use magic. Nathan was pureblood so it was just second nature to him. He did likewise and drew his trusty old gnarled oak wand. “Accio....” he paused when Tristan asked the question he had been thinking about. Ek. He nonchalantly scratched the top his his head with his wand while he thought about this. “You...” But then something really weird happened which cause Nathan to stop mid-sentence. Tristan seemed to be being drawn towards him. To his wand! Like a nail to a magnet. Ek.. He'd just accidentally accioed his mate. “Um. I think that just answered your question, mate.” He grinned. That was scary... no matter how close they were. "We should try it sometime... see if you can accually Accio a unicorn... or, or a aeroplane!" He snickered at the thought of this. Hours of entertainment there for he and Tristan. Eh? What were they talking about before? Oh yeah... Accioing portkeys! “Perhaps we should just keep searching.” He said putting his wand away.

A roller coaster? Nathan laughed. Er.. it wasn't really, but he didn't want to put the lad off. “I suppose it's a wee bit like that, yeah.” He nodded and then continued to smirk with amusement. He found himself laughing again when he bro stated he was 'A big boy' and he could do it all on his own. Nate patted him on the shoulder. It was then that something silver glinting in the sunlight caught his eye. He squinted at the object and then grinned. “Loook!” he pointed. “Your microphone!” Wooo! Thank Merlin for that.. Nate was beginning to think they were never going to get to the game. “Yeah.. mind if I share?” He asked. He couldn't be bothered looking further for his bowler hat. And it was true that they could end up miles apart never to find each other again thanks to the lack of magic allowed.

Ben looked around when someone said they were an obliviator and here to help...OH YES! He had hired her yesterday! "Hello there!" he said happily. "You're just in time! We have a couple of muggles who wandered into our site, and we're about to bring them to a secluded area to have their memory modified, so the more hands we have, the better!" he explained in a whisper.

LOLs xD
 

"Mhm." Tristan nodded with a look of disgust on his face. It was crazy, that was, some could afford luxury while some didn't even have water. Pursing his lips, he shook his head slightly. The injustice in the world. Sigh.

He had tightened his hand around his wand, wondering how to proceed. But he looked at Nathan when he followed suit. Surely, he, being more wizard than him would know? Hehe. Well, time to watch the master at work. Well, scratch his head more likely but- What the... Suddenly Tristan felt like he was being drawn towards Nathan, like literally pulled towards his mate. Whoa! Not that he had anything against Nate, he was a handsome man, but a bit of free will about choosing wether or not to get that close to someone would be nice. A look of confusion and slight shock was apparent on his face, but then it stopped and he almost lost his balance. He had to put a hand on his brother's shoulder to keep steady. "Wow." he said with raised eyebrows. "That was..." Pause. "AWESOME!" he grinned and then a gasp escaped him. They were seriously on the same brainwave thing here. "Oh, man, we totally should!" he laughed, imagining summoning his elephant. ^_^ Hehe. Well, if they got bored during their waiting in the camp, they had something to do. Oh yeah, he didn't remember that very important 'no-magic-allowed-on-muggle-grounds'' rule.

Yay, rollercoaster! Well then, it would be quite a way to travel. The big smile still spread his lips as he listened to his mate. His head jerked towards Nathan and soon his eyes were looking at wherever he was pointing. The microphone! "Finallyyyyyyyyyy!" he cheered, pumped fists in the air. They had been wandering around looking like lost children for quite enough time. He jogged over and almost picked it up, with a happy look on his face remembering their 'concert'. "Oh yes ofcourse, mate." he turned back to Nathan and gestured to the portkey. "After you, my good sirrr!" he said in what he hoped sounded like a posh english accent.

Katherine landed with a loud thud on the ground. For a second she held her arm to her chest and rubbed it. Sighing she stood up her messy black hair now stood on all ends, her green eyes searching wildy for her godfather. "Pierre!'

Behind her stood a tall handsome man both of them wore muggle clothing , he gave her a playful smile "Her I am" he said playing with a small red yo-yo. "I still don't understand the fun of these things" He walked by what look like two minstiry employees one whispered to the other. Oddhe thought trouble perhaps.
"Pierre what's that?" asked Katherine pointing at the security point.

"The security point. If we want to get to the stadium we have to go past it" he said taking her hand and pulling her towards him.

Out of nowhere there was a distant thud on the ground. "SHEEZE MATE. I can' nevah' land these brutes." Cy Andrus tossed the cow bell, or portkey, on the ground in a huff. Teal was going to be busy so he'd sent Cy ahead to meet up with some of his friends. Letting this kid travel alone was always a scary idea, but he'd done it before.

"AY! You ovah' there. You think I really look like a dark wizard? C'mon now mate, you're not that big of a blockhead." The soon to be third year Aussie ranted to no Ministry Official in-particular.

Cy had his Australia jersey on, with the name Williams proudly on the back. Monty Williams was his HERO.

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Moments after the thirteen year old Aussie appeared on the grounds, there was a distant crack in the distance. Looking businesslike and rather intimidating, Estella Powers took out her wand and approached the nearest line to be checked.

Like she needed to be checked, it was ridiculous.

Katherine raised her eyebrow at the loud boy "you don't look like a dark wizard though you should stop shouting" she said shaking her head. At the corner of her eye she could Pierre give the boy an amused smile.

"Katherine be kind" he whispered the girl had a temper. "No young man you look perfect fine" he said the pointed to his hair " a bit disheveled but fine nonetheless." He heard his daughter snort, but decided to let it pass.

Henrick had strode up to a very innocent-looking cane resting against a trash bin on the corner of a deserted street. His fingers had barely wrapped around it when the ground was pulled out from underneath him. Next think he knew he was struggling to catch his balance, throwing his arms out to both sides. He hated portkeys. Hated them. He slipped, catching himself with his hands on the ground, before straightening again.

He was wearing dark green slacks and a beige turtleneck, which almost matched his wavy, brown, feather-like hair, which hadn't appeared to have changed a bit in nine years. In his left hand he held a large duffel bag, which he now promptly dropped. He turned, waiting, holding his arms halfway out.

Ugh. She's never cared for portkeys, but, given the circumstances, this trip was undeniably..worse. After he had gone, she counted to thirty, like he said. She grasped the cane, before gasping as she was pulled away. Squeezing her eyes shut, she could feel her stomach try to push it's way up into her chest, but she wouldn't let it. She kept her eyes squeezed shut, even when she felt her feet land and Henrick's arms firmly hold her in place.

She leaned forward, panting. She began to count, scilently. She was wearing a long, brown skirt with an old-fashioned design. It reached to her ankles, contrasting nicely with a pair of black boots with silver buckles. She wore a similar turtleneck to Henrick's, only hers was black, and her sleeves ended just after the elbow.

Finally, she reached twenty, where she opened her eyes, still panting, slightly.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa...!", he whispered to her, grabbing her the instant she appeared. He tightened his grip around her arms, and steadied her, pulling her closer to him. "I gotcha, I gotcha," he said, trying to have her stand straight, but she stayed leaned over. It was fine; she'd stand straight when she was good and ready.

"You alright, Nessa?", he asked, in his always worried-but-casual voice.

She swallowed loudly, reaching up one hand to tuck her hair behind her ear. Her hair, which was constantly changing colors when she was at Hogwarts, was, now, short and black, with neon blue streaks near the tips. "'M fine," she lied, and she knew he knew it was a lie, but she said it anyway. As she straightened, her other hand slid over her stomach, which, unlike the rest of her, was noticably swollen a bit.

"I'm okay," she repeated, laughing this time, at herself, for letting Henrick convince her to come.

Henrick released her from his firm but gentle grip once she had her balance. He took a step back, habitually reaching for her stomach. His hand overlapped hers, as they had come to touch the same spot. He chuckled, before reaching down for the bag. He paused, facing her. A smile twitched on his lips when her blue, adorable eyes looked up into his. The smile vanished, however, when he spoke.

"Are you sure about this?", he asked. He was beginning to feel guilty about insisting for her to come. Before she could answer, he tilted her head up by the chin and leaned in to her, "All you have to do is say the word, and I'll take you home." Forget beginning to feel guilty; he was prepared to apologize for a few weeks.

Ponessa was slightly startled when she felt a sudden warmth on her cold hand, but couldn't help but smile at it. When he planted himself in front of her, she looked up slowly, as if she was expecting to hear a lecture from him. Instead he asked what she felt about this. Before she could think up a modest reply, he had pulled her face closer to his. She took a pause.

"I'm pretty sure I can handle this," she smiled. "I'm okay," she reassured him. She reached up a hand to his, taking it. "You lead the way."

He sighed, force-feeding his mind the lies she spouted. Of course, she had always told him that she could never lie to him, and he believed that was true. But that just meant that she had convinced herself that she would be fine, but wether or not she actually believed it...?

He stopped his train of thought right there. Griping her hand, he lead her up to the security checkpoint. He reluctantly let go of her hand and reached into a side pocket of the duffel bag, pulling out both their IDs.

Cy's demanding brown eyes darted to the left as he heard another voice coming over. It was a young girl, one he didn't know.

"Don' tell me what to do." He said, scowled as he walked over to her. "This security is annoying. Ya' know who is ovah' there. DO YOU KNOW? Monty Williams."

Cy turned around to show the girl his Monty Williams jersey who played for the Australian quidditch team. Then the older bloke spoke, and Cy raised one eyebrow. "Of course I look perfectly fine mate." His lips slid in to a grin.

Folding his arms expectantly, Cyrus eyed to two people. "So... which team are ya' rootin for?" His Aussie accent MORE than hinted at which team he was pulling for.

Katherine frowned at the boy in her opinion he was inmature "Well I'm rootin' for England" she said proudly puffing out her chest "and yes I know who Monty Williams is" Katherine turned to her god father.


Pierre put out his hand out "I'm Pierre and I really not rooting I just want to see a good game" he smiled at the boy though gave his daughter a warning look.
"Yeah since it's a good game England's going to win" she muttered once Pierre's attention was off her.

Announcement!
 

Where exactly is this secluded area?

Jasper nodded to the man silently, fishing around in his pocket for the newly acquired identification. Finding it, he presented the badge. While he waited for it to be approved, he watched Marilyn smiling out the corner of his eye. This caused his own eyes to roll. Whatever had her grinning like she was surely wasn't anything good.

This is going to be a long day.

Frida followed along after deciding on a memory to implant. She noticed a new arrival who was also tagging along.
'She's coming too? I've not seen her here before.' Frida thought to herself and narrowed her eyes a bit, somewhat suspicious now. "Are you here to observe?" Frida asked the woman in a very low whisper. "I'm Frida Bok, head of the Obliviator Headquarters." She offered her hand to shake in greeting as she strolled along with Ben and the muggles. It shouldn't take too long now to get their minds in order.

Adjusting her glasses, Eloise pushed herself up from the floor and nodded to James, her colleague. "I'm. I'm...really" she didnt look around again. No. No more confusions. She had to stay alive, stay sane to live her life, not wanting to go mental.

She followed him, holding her brown leather briefcase closer to her chest. I want to get out of this weird place..Yes YES!

Frida nodded and replied with a whisper, "Yes, Sir." She then turned to the newcomer who must, in fact, be a new member of her team. "You are an Obliviator?" Frida asked the young woman quietly. "I take it that you know how to cast the charm, so I'll let you know the memory we will be implanting."

She cast a careful glance to the muggles and returned her attention to her new employee, "Since their car broke down, we will be creating a memory of a nice tow man helping them out. I imagine them to be average height with brown hair and a short beard. He will then drive them to the nearest muggle town and pay for these two-" Frida tilted her head towards the muggles, "to have a lunch in the local diner. Tasha and I have come up with the memory to include them enjoying their day in the town, and browsing through the numerous muggle shops."
With a last look to the two muggles, Frida added to the newcomer, "Their car will be dropped off where they can reach it in the town. So once we relocate them there along with the ve-" 'What is the word?' "Veh...vehicale? Then they can continue on their merry way, and none of this will be remembered."

Ok soooo I'm just going to move this along :P
 

Frida nodded and without another word she cast her charm, "Obliviate." She directed the first spell towards the man, who had endured most of the stress during the arrival of Quidditch fans. The tip of her wand had lit with a bright white light, and dulled slightly as the man's gaze was held.
She directed her wand over the slightly blurry images of individuals appearing out of nowhere, back across the memory of the man and his muggle friend driving in their car, and far enough into the past to see the two entering the vehicle.

'Right...now, the replacement.' Frida thought to herself and with a slight flick of her wand was able to erase that most undesirable memory of witnessing magic. It was replaced with the two muggles driving down a country road. All was pleasant until the car suffered a burst tire, and they both exited the car and waited along the roadside.
Before long, a nice man driving a tow conveniently drove past, but stopped not far ahead. He towed the muggle-vehicle into a nearby town and allowed the stranded passengers a ride in the cab of the large tow-truck.
Within an hour, the tire was fixed. Not even for a fee. The nice man shared friendly words with the muggles and offered them lunch paid for by the repair shop...seeing as the two had become stranded.

After a hot meal in a nearby diner, James and Eloise were able to explore the lovely shopping within the little town. There were no less than six antique shops, a handmade pottery store, and a place where those who could not afford to travel were able to see foreign items.
Their vehicle was repaired, and they were able to go on their merry way whenever they pleased.

Frida lowered her wand and looked at James, who's eyes were still very blurred from the charm.
She then turned her wand to the woman, Eloise, and cast the same spell.