Returning to his place in the checking area, DH smiled at the next customer. He smiled at him and recognized him from the Catastrophe department.

Seeing that his ID is in the open already he smiled at him and said, "Sir, can I have a look at your ID?" he said unto him politely.

Charlie apparated to the portkey he was supposed to be using, a pepper shaker. He looked around and waited. He got his ID out knowing that he would need it to get onto the camp grounds.

"Sir, Can I please see your identification?' said DH on the next man on the line.

Charlie showed his ID to the security guard. He waited patiently to be cleared to enter.

After solved the problem by his own way, Brian nodded his head simply and let Chris do his job without distractions. This list thing is surely going tobe a record.

He was glad that his division head was chipped in, quickly soon after taking the helm. It was hard for him to cope-up with things in short time span, but still Chris was brilliant and experienced too. Having full faith on him, Brian returned his smile, "Thanks. See you soon, Chris" he waved back at him with approving smile.

Chuckling mildly, Brian looked down at her. "How about we go and set up a tent for us? We can meet Sarah too.." he suggested as he couldnt able to see her sitting for a long time in one place. She should rest her back. "What do you say love?" he looked into her eyes for acceptance.

"Good, see you there! " Brian grinned and watching her disappeared happily. Workaholic.

Hearing another familiar voice very near to them, Brian looked up, "Hello Alicia!" he greeted her and taking a thorough look at her ID, "The picture in your ID did not look like you though.." he teased
her for fun as handed back her ID, sign of security clearance and smiled while she got involved girls talk with Becca.

DH, a nice person and so helpful. Becca was really lucky to have such a wonderful employee in her department. "Hello Daniel!" Brian greeted DH's godson, the boy who looked curious and attentive. "Why not? You can as long as you want.." he smiled at both of them. "And thank you so much for all the help, DH. We're so grateful about that.." he acknowledged his favour promptly.

DH smiled at the man and nodded at him. He took his identification and confirmed it. HE gave it back to the man and nodded at him, "There you go sir." he said, signaling him to go forth the fields.

Daniel blushed a little and nodded in agreement, "I am fine. Thank you very much, sir!" he smiled at him and at his wife. DH's boss. "I will go to my godfather now. Thank you for letting me stay." He said as he walk towards DH

"No problem" Becca smiled and then nodded "Yeah, I've been fine.. just.. dealing with this" she nodded towards her stomach "Thanks Alicia." she smiled kindly "How're things up in Law Enforcement?" she asked, looking at her ex-employee.

"Hello Daniel" Becca smiled at the kid "It's fine by me.. you just have to get past him" she laughed, nodding in Brian's direction "Your godfather does a lot of good work in my department." Becca told Daniel, hoping he'd be proud of DH, 'cause Becca was.

Smiling up at Brian, Becca heard him suggest going to set up a tent "But, aren't you working here?" she asked, looking around. Meeting his gaze, she saw his concern "I don't mind going, but still.." she looked at him, biting her lip. Yes, she was scared she'd fall asleep and he'd leave to do his job.

Watching Brian clear Alicia and agree to letting Daniel stay, Becca smiled. But back to this tent thing "You.. have to promise me you'll stay with me. For the whole time. No matter what." she looked up at him, playing with the arm of the chair to have something to do with her hands.

Daniel smiled at DH's boss. "Hello, Mrs. Lee." he giggled a little when she pointed to the direction of his husband. But Mr. Lee has agreed and he is so kind also. His eyes widened and smiled at Mrs. Lee, "He is the only family I have left. And I am grateful to have him." He said looking at the direction of his godfather.

Brian nodded and enjoyed the boy's blushing. Man..he looked excited and why not?! "Okay Daniel, stick with your Godfather and Enjoy your day!" he said to him, grinning.

Mhmm. It was hard. To stay inside the tent when his staffs are working tirelessly. Unfair. Brian had to stay calm for few seconds, scratching his head while thinking about the possiblity of staying with her. "Well..It's unsure love, But I promise to stay with you in the tent as much as I can.." he gently squeezed her hand, hoping she would say yes, but he knew it would not happen.

Smiling, she nodded to him and then looked up at DH "Yeah, I'm grateful to have him in my department, too" she nodded "He's good at looking after stuff, isn't he?" Becca smiled again

"Then I'll go to set up the tent with you, but I'm not going inside it" she looked at him stubbornly "Now stop trying to make me lay down and relax. It's not gonna happen." she eyed him and then pulled his hand to her cheek and rested her head against it with a smile.

Brian chuckled. Then what's the use of set up a tent if any one of them is not inside it!! "Becs, I know how much your back would hurt. You're straining yourself for a long time." he nodded and looked up at her eyes caringly, "If I could I would give you a massage, but.." he looked away and watching the gatherings. Putting his free hand on the other side of her face when she rested her head against the other hand, he grinned and looking at her fondly.

Shaking her head firmly, she looked away "It doesn't matter. I'm fine." she maintained her stubborness. Looking back to him, she smiled "I know love. I know what you would do if you could, but you can't. All I'm asking is that you let me stay with you. I'm fine, honestly." Becca looked at him and looked at him lovingly "Please Bri.." she said softly, looking into his eyes.

Laura waited for the portkey to appear at her house and it did just on time.the portkey was a nice fashion magazine.Laura smiled
about time she said to no one in particular.she had checked her apartment throughly and locked her doors and then touched the magazine and at that instant she felt an unpleasant tug in her back.later after sometime she fell flat on the ground
ouch she exclaimed.never was Portkey her favorite way of transport.she got up and dusted her clothes and robes.she looked around and it was pretty crowded.she waited for the security check in.she saw her magazine portkey vanish.

"Hello ma'am" Chris said as another person appeared. "Do you have your ID handy its standard routine to show to gain entrance." Chris was doing his best to get this workload situation worked out and so far it was doing well.

yeah sure, Laura said looking at the young guy in front of her.she opened her bag and checked for the ID card of her department of IMC-BS divison.she handed it over to him to have a look at it.

Chris did his thing of looking the ID over and turning it forward and backwards and then he said "Okay you can go ahead. Enjoy the match and stay safe on the grounds." He handed her ID back to her and waved her along.

Laura nodded at the young auror and smiled and left waving
dont worry i will she said and walked ahead.she looked here and there to see if she could meet any of her collegues or friends...

Ben turned as one of the security guys turned to him and asked for his ID. YAY! Finally! He grinned and nodded, handing the ID to him. "Of course you can," he replied with a small chuckle.

Calla arrived by way of a disco ball portkey. She hated traveling by portkey (just as much as apparition), but had little choice. She would have perfered one of those new portable floo things people are talking about, but didn't have the slightest knowledge as where to get one. Broom was an option, but Calla thought it too dangerous.

She approached the check in booth after smoothing out her muggle clothes. Dressing and acting as a muggle came naturally, as her father had been muggle born. She was a good mix of muggle and witch.

She waited in line. There were alot of people here already! I'm glad I came early. Seeing that everyone was being asked for their ID she opened her bag on her wrist and dug around for it. There was plenty in this bag, including the kitchen sink literally. Ah there it is. She pulled out the ID, held it in her hand and waited.

"Hello" said Chris as the next person arrived "ID out i notice thats good" Chris looked over it closely "Okay you are clear enjoy the match and make sure to keep that ID of yours safe." Chris waved yet another person onward.

Portkey was not Eteria's preferred choice of transportation but since this was the Quidditch World Cup, she had no choice in the matter. While it would be nice to just apparate to the site, it wouldn't exactly be kosher with the muggles to see people pop up out of nowhere right before their eyes. She placed the boomerang portkey into her bag and checked her appearance to see if she looked decent enough to greet the Foreign Ministers coming in.

She was quite nervous about doing this but she had volunteered for it. Straightening out her muggle attire, she walked over to the lovely line for the check in station and got her id out for them so the process could be quicker. Deep breaths Ri. You've got this. It's just foreign ministers. This is not a big deal.

DH smiled at the man and looked at his id and nodded, "Here you go, sir." DH said as he handed back the ID to the Department Head of Catastrophe. He then smiled and signaled for him to go forth.

"Hello ma'am you look like you have something important going on today. You also have your ID out which is good." Chris looked it over and then he said "Allright you can go ahead." He gave the ID back to her.

Honestly, to Devon, portkey's were dangerous little things. Anyone could step on it, or touch it in curiosity and be sucked up into a random place. But, he much perfered this more than apperating. Much to scary and squeezing feeling. So, with his little sister Jenn following behind him, they ended up finding the portkey, which, much to Jenn's delight was a rubber duck, and they touched it and ended up...well. Here.

Jenn grumbled angrily as she splatted down to the earth, Devon landing right next to her in a heap. "Honestly! Can't they make this a little bit more...I don't know...softer?"she asked, pointing to the ground as Devon shrugged and stood up, helping Jenn up as well.

"I don't make the landing's. You should be grateful I got such good tickets! So there." Taking Jenn's hand and picking up all of there stuff, suitcases, bags, tent, and other stuff, he started walking off towards the security. Pulling out his ID he smiled warmly and pointed to Jenn. "She's my little sister, so she's with me."he informed, looking over at Jenn then back at the security.

Ughh. Why was Wizard Transportation so... ughh? Floo Powder (which was out of the question for this event), Apparation (which Rian throuroughly detested), and Portkeys were the main forms of transportation. So, having to choose from three hideous options, Rian had chosen to hold onto a random, bewitched object and trust it to take her to the right place.

And it was so uncomfortable! Sighing, Rian stood up from where she had not-very-gracefully landed. She picked up the Yo-Yo Porkey, gave it a dirty look, and took off her small backpack so she could throw the object into it. "Hmm...ID..." she mumbled, reaching a hand back into her backpack to search for the ID. Finding it, she pulled it out, smiling to herself. She stepped casually into the line, actually feeling a hint of excitement about the coming Quidditch game.

"Here we are, Keltan." The words from his mother had Kel groaning. She and his father were the only people he knew that called him Keltan, and it really got on his nerves. After yanking his hand out of his mother's grasp (where it'd been for Side-Along Apparation), Kel wandered back a ways from her and his father. The two were so annoying, all of the time. It always seemed to get worse when they were in a public place, too. It was like the more rude and obnoxious and bratty the two were, the more attention they'd get - which seemed like a good thing to their eyes.

He stayed a few feet behind the two as they talked, criticizing everyone that walked in front of them. He searched longingly for a student from Hogwarts - preferrably a friend. But none came. Hopefully, his tent would be near a friend's. He didn't want to deal with his parents throughout the whole vacation. When it was their turn in line, though, Kel stepped up beside his father, since he was the one with the IDs, and Kel did want to see the game.