Chris looked at the ID and then said "Right sir you can move forward, and to answer your question security is going good so far. Only have one person here" he said pointing to Mr. Denver off to the side who was still around it appeared. "I turn back anyone who does not show identification just the standard policy sir."

Watching Brian talking to his division head, Olivia, Becca smiled and looked at him. She was willing to help in any wau she could and any way he'd let her help "I'll keep an eye out too" she added, wanting to help and not feel useless.

"More." she nodded, not taking no as an answer "I'm sure you'll come up with something" she grinned, looked up into his twinkling eyes and enjoying his shoulder squeezing. When he asked again about when she'd worn his shirt and then smiled at her, she giggled "Yeah, anyway.. moving swiftly on" she looked up at him and then shook her head.

"But you've been away from her since, how do we know you haven't been locked up somewhere and someone's gone and stolen your face through ployjuice potion?" she grinned "ID please" she smiled sweetly, teasing him. Grinning when he smiled at her, she shook her head amusedly.

Warren watched as Nathan shook Madison's hand and seeing the look he gave him shrugged, "Yeah. Like I said...blame her." Smirking he looked around hoping to find Alexa but turned back again at Nathan's comment. "Hey now...I don't get into trouble! Trouble seems to find me."

He watched with amusement as his best friend seemed shocked about what he had just said. Yes they were engaged..and right now..at this moment he was the happiest man in the world. He grinned as he watched Nathan regain himself and took his hand returning his hug. "Thanks. Well...a few days ago. We...came to an understanding after I left you that I day I went to see you on my lunch break." Looking over his shoulder he shrugged, "I'm not sure. I think so...."

Feeling someone tap him on his shoulder he turned around and his grin grew wider as he saw Alexa. Wrapping his arms around her he gave her a hug, "Goodafternoon to you too. I just told everyone the good news." Good...ecstatic news! Keeping his arms around her he turned back to Nathan, unable to remove the smile from his face though he didn't want to. "I guess she is here," he said cheekily and looked around. "Does Forrester have you working? Maybe you can keep Nathan company until I get done here."

DH received his ID back and smiled at the man from the Magical Security. He was very grateful that the security in here is pretty tight.

"Very well. Thank you, young man." he said and proceeded, then he heard a familiar voice.



He turned around and saw his Department Head. He decided to greet her before going to the venue.

He approached the stall where she and her husband was and said, "Hello, Becca, Mr. Lee. Pretty tight security." he paused and continued, "Nice."

"Hello Mr. Smith" Becca greeted him warmly and then looked up at Brian "Yeah, it's great security. I'm proud of him for pulling it all together. Great work on the weather by the way" she nodded, looking up at the clear sky.

Oh? It was Brian's lil special nickname? How was she supposed to know THAT? Sarah just called Becca the first thing that popped up in her mind and well... wasn't Becca. Guess she'd have to be more careful with what she called Becca then. She seemed protective of it and of Brian. Guess Sarah couldn't really blame her, but that's why she had been unsure of Brian being in a relationship. She'd have to get over it.

No matter. Sarah didn't want to think about that anymore. As long as she got the chance to hang out with her big brother and his pregnant wifey, she would be satisfied enough. Though maybe it'd be a good idea to find some new friends? Then she wouldn't always be tagging along with Brian and Becca and being a nuisance. There was Claudian, but he seemed to be busy with his wife and old buddy pals, himself.

Sarah turned back towards her brother when he spoke up once more. And ohh! A hug. She smiled gently and patted her brother's back gently and then let go as he reached for her bag. She smirked and rolled her eyes. "Yes, I did. No worries."

A nickname for her sister-in-law... Hmm... Sarah glanced over at Becca with a mischievous glint in her eyes as she thought. "Mhm.. I'll have to think of a good one then."

Chris ambled with his quick paces to the Quidditch World Cup. He realized that he was late; he felt not good about it. He saw his boss, Brian giving security check-ins to some people. He walked toward him and smiled, looking apologetic. "Sorry. I'm late." said Chris with a little embarrassment in his velvet voice. He wasn't usually like that, he was late 'cause he did something he really needed to do. He glanced around to see of what his co-workers was doing.
As he glanced around, he seen someone who is very familiar to him; He seen Becca, a colleague of his. She was his co-worker but she was promoted to a Dept. Head position and now he was promoted to a Div. Head position. He hadn't seen her since her departure from their department. "Hey Becca! It's been a while, How have you been?" said Chris conversationally to his friend who happens to be his boss' wife.

A hand dug up his sketchbook and muggle pen, and he wasn't looking up until he felt something move towards him. Or maybe they moved towards Tristan. Anywho, he looked up and nodded at the man who seemed all security-ish. "Oh, yes ofcourse." Tristan reached inside his jacket to draw out his press ID badge.

While waiting for the man to...let him pass through whatever invisible barrier there was, he looked around and spotted no one other than Nathan. He grinned, and he'd go talk to him but he seemed busy with conversating with others. The grin vanished quickly to a softer smile as he turned to the security again, not wanting him to think Tristan was...strange.

Brian smiled and grateful to her offer. She was a hard-worker and he knew that this pregnancy thing didnt allow her to do much. Mostly him. "Sure, I'll ask your help when I need, love" he smiled down at her warmly. Right now, take care of yourself and baby, that's the only help I needed from you, Becs.

He conveyed his thoughts to her by his gaze before coming into the jovial subject. "I know you do." he grinned and shaking his head at her playfull hints. She was getting better and better at this, teasing thing. Oooh!

Laughing at her logic, Brian pulled out his wallet and handed over it to her which contained his ID card and other valuables, "Here's my ID Ma'am. I'm Brian Lee, the department Head of Security and Maintenance and husband of Mrs. Becca Lee, the department Head of Mysteries..." he played along with her, "If you want more proof, I can provide.." Brian's smile never left away from his face when he was talking to her.







Giving a slight squeeze on Becca's shoulder again, Brian smiled at Smith. "Hi Smith!" he was friendly, right?! "Yeah, we dont want to take risk this time.." he said, not going to sit untill the event finished with fireworks. Busy time..

"I'm not worried. I was just curious about your bag.." Brian grinned at his lil sister as she rolled her eyes playfully. Glad that she had taken that name issue very lightly. Being a brother and husband at a time seems fun and bit difficult though. Haha..

Noticing the glint, mischievous glint in her eyes, Brian chuckled mildly. Typical Lee family property. "Mhmm..I cant wait to hear that. Dont make it morethan four letters though.." he added with a playfull grin.



"OH..Hi Chris!" Brian greeted him brightly, "I've been looking for you man. Good day?" he asked one of his Division Head. A very needed and important person right at the moment when things were getting thick and fast. "It's okay," Brian handed over the map of the pitch with security arrangements to him, "Keep this, Chris. Numble and Chris both are already here.." he informed him to share the responsibility with everyone, including him. "Numble is in-charge of Foreign Ministers and players, so he's there in Floo network area" he grinned, "I know, It's bit tough to catch up in quick time, but we're helpless" he gave him a warm smile as he started talking to Becca.

Brian was glad that everyone was co-operating with them, to keep the security stuffs roll on, except one or two stubborn people. "It's perfect. You can go to watch the game, have fun! And sorry for the lil inconvenience" he said with a small smile as handed over the ID badge back to him.

Angelica dropped her ministry ID back into her handbag saying "No problem! I understand fully why everyone needs to be checked." When Mr Lee said that she was cleared to watch the game she sighed and smiled at the same time "Thanks, but i'm not going to be attending the QWC other then as a ministry official. My blessed state will make will complicate things so i'm going to watch it all from my living room." Angelica new that the atmosphere wouldn't be the same as at the stadium but she wasn't going to risk anything in a place where accidents easily could happen.

“Ah.. it'll be here before you know it.” He replied to Becky. It was the last few days of a pregnancy which lingered Nathan recalled from Egypt's pregnancies. The time when the poor woman could barely move and blamed her husband for the bad weather and then cried if he put mayo in her sandwich by mistake. Good times...er, not.

Looking back at Brian, it was glaring obvious that he was uncomfortable following Nathan's little white lie. He had to force himself not to pull a face. Way to spoil a perfectly happy atmosphere, Nate, you fool! He had a knack of doing that these days. Guh. He should have told the truth. How hard could it be just to say 'Oh yeah.. by the way, Egypt had a miscarriage and left me and took all my kids.' Uh huh.. that would go down a treat wouldn't it? Sigh. It wasn't Brian's fault – he wasn't to know. It was just one of those polite questions you just asked wasn't it? “Yeah.. I would really like that Brian, mate.” he replied with a genuine smile. He owed Brian a drink and he certainly appreciated the offer. “After the QWC when you're not so busy. I can see the Ministry have security working as hard as ever. Hows it all going anyway – the QWC, I mean? No signs of trouble?” Aside from forgotten IDs.


At Warren's comment, Nathan smirked at Madison. “Can't blame the people for wanting the best on duty, can you mate?” He winked at the giant Auror. “Not after what happened last world cup.”

Whoa! Warren had been all doom and gloom that day he popped into the DP offices for a wee chinwag. Nate couldn't quite believe that he had left in that mood, bumped into Alexa and proposed! Sometimes it took reaching rock bottom to force yourself to make the effort to do something about it. “Mate. I couldn't be happier for you.

Following Warren's eyes, he glanced behind then and...


Speak of the devil and the devil will show! Not that Alexa was the devil but ya know. Nathan gave her a smile as she joined the group. “I do believe congratulations are in order, Miss Black.” He winked. “Or should I say... Mrs Rodemiere.” He gave her a quick hug and peck on the cheek. “You both deserve this.” ...That is, until the pair fell out again and started ignoring each other ah-gain. Pffft! cynic much, Nate? ...Hmph. Only thanks to circumstance.


He glanced around the area again wondering where the hell he was supposed to find his portkey. It was difficult to see anything for all the people. He could hear Brian conversing with someone and he turned back when he heard a very familiar voice indeed. Tristan. He grinned feeling a lot happier that he would have some company during the match – company that was on the same childish wavelength as himself.

“Yo bro. Wassup!” He donned an accent and stuck his hand in air the for Tristan to high five. Tristan looked like he was here ready to work. No way.. nuh-uh. Cos Nathan had brought a bottle of something fiery, matches and marshmallows...

CRACK!

Melanie turned on the spot a few times as she gracefully arrived at the place of which her portkey should be nearby. The portkey which should get her to the Quidditch World Cup. Which she was so not interested in by the way. But somehow it was necessary that they'd have a booth of some sorts there so they could sell their products. Now, why did she have to go there as well? Somebody had to look after the shop as well, after all. Meh. She so didn't want to be here.

With a sigh she brushed off the rather simple dark-grey-ish dress she was wearing with her right hand, while her other hand was holding on tightly to her newest acquisition. The cute baby Chihuahua Misty. It had refused to stay at home when Melanie had gone off to work, so she had been sort of obliged to take it along. Well, there had been no opposition to it from her side to begin with.

So, there she was with her little Chihuahua looking a bit lost, as she had no idea how to proceed from now on. Would there be some sort of security check? Fumbling around with a strand of blonde hair Melanie Charington had to wait for somebody to tell her what to do. Which was something she disapproved of. Very much disapproved of...

Olivia laughed as she took back her things. "No, nothing interesting I'm afraid," bag over arm, ID into pocket, "just the usual.But whose to say I'm harmless...?" she added with a wink and another chuckle.She liked the fact that her boss was someone you could have a joke with.It made working so much more enjoyable, even if it was going to be really hard.

"I'm sure they will, I did remind them they had to come through here first, and thank you for the offer," she nodded and smiled, suddenly getting back to business.Hopefully they were paying attention when she told them. "Yes, and I'll keep my eye out for any gold ones nearby.If I can lend a hand with anything security let me know." She wasn't exactly the most skilled in that sort of thing, but when you are short-staffed you take any help you can get.

Glancing behind Brian upon hearing a voice, Olivia was pleased to see Becca sat on a seat. "Hello!," she beamed "Sorry I didn't see you there hiding behind Brian.Thank you I'd like that.If you could just tell them to meet my by the Top Box in the stadium.Nothing too strenuous (sp?) in your condition....How is that going anyway?" Boy she reeled that sentence off without taking breath.Olivia shuffled sideways slightly to get a better look at Becca as she was talking to her, then stood smiling away as she fiddled with the strap on her bag.

Knowing Sarah was correcting herself now, Becca smiled and then giggled as she looked at her with a mischievous glint in her eyes. She'd seen that glint before, it was always present in Brian's eyes when he was around her.

"Okay Bri" That'll be never, then. Not saying anything because she knew he was doing what was best for her, no matter how much she hated sitting there helplessly. Understanding what he was saying through his gaze, she smiled and then shifted again, looking down at the juice carton. When he grinned and shook his head, she grinned and said nothing. Well, what could she say?

"Hey Chris" Beca smiled and shifted on the chair slightly "I hear you made division head" she grinned, leaning her head back to look up at Brian and then looked back at him "Congratulations" she nodded before smiling "I've been fine.. excited about this" she smiled, nodding to her stomach which obviously showed she was pregnant. "How about you?" she asked.

When Brian handed over his wallet, she took it and looked through it before holding up the ID card "This..isn't enough for me, sir" she grinned, eyeing him "And neither is that information. Anyone would know that" she grinned "More proof please" she giggled, eyeing him.

Hearing Brian call DH 'Smith', Becca grinned "Actually, he prefers DH, but I call him Mr. Smith because I haven't been asked to call him by any other name" Becca smiled, looking at DH as she spoke, but informing Brian of this information. When Brian spoke to Sarah again, Becca looked up at him and then looked back to Sarah "Yeah, I'm curious too" she grinned.

"I hope it's soon." Becca nodded to Nathan, knowing that both her and Brian wanted to see their baby more than anything else. Soon wasn't soon enough. "Hey Olivia," Becca smiled, looking at the division head "It's okay" she smiled and then nodded "No problem" she then sighed softly as Olivia mentioned her basically having to stay where she was. "Yeah, nothing too strenuous" she smiled and then looked down at her stomach "Oh, it's going well, thanks." Becca smiled, watching her shuffle sideways.

Madison gasped as she completely forgot about Angelica having to show her identity. She knew her employees but Brian and the other security guards didn't. They had to check for everyone, it was the rule.

"Brian, I'm so glad that you remembered and that you are security. I would have completely forgot, but then again I see Angelica almost every day of the week." She turned towards Angelica and smiled.

"How are things in the division now?" She knew that Angelica was about the only person that helped her, while the others would chime in every once in a while. "Hopefully, I will be able to send you an excellent employee to help you there and until then, I will be there to help you as well."

Chris was waving through another loyal fan to the QWC when the trend continued and another person arrived. "Hello do you have ID on you" he asked politely and then he saw the dog she was holding. "You have a nice dog there" he said.

With a small pop, Blackstone apparated. Looking around, he tried to find the portkey. Whatever a 'Walkie Talkie' was. And he was in Muggle Artifacts, too. He knew what it was supposed to be, but picking it out was a different story. His worries were quickly dispelled, however, when he found a strange looking device, almost like a wireless or a phoam... tone? Telephoam? "I should know this stuff" he muttered

Waiting for another ID chris saw another wizard appear out of nowhere. "Sir an ID is needed to get past here before you can use the portkeys. Can you show it to me please." Chris was really wishing he had more than 2 hands so he could double his workload a little more.

At the sound of a voice close to her Melanie whirled around to face the man who had just approached her. Well, at least there were people who would tell her immediately how to actually get to the Quidditch World Cup. Even though she didn't even want to go there. Whatever. "Good day. Why, certainly." She replied with a smile, before she shifted Misty slightly in her arm to be able to reach into her bag for her ID. "There you go. I'm Melanie, by the way. Melanie Charington. Madam Malkin's Shopkeeper Assistant." Okay, it was sort of useless to be introducing herself when holding out her ID-card at the same moment, but manners were manners.

Snuggling the little doggie closer to her the 25 year old literally beamed at the man when he complemented the Chihuahua. "Yes, isn't he just goooorgeous?" Then obviously muttering into the dog's direction she added, "Yes, you are a cutie. Aren't you? Yesss, you are." Squeaaal!

"Thank you very much Melanie and and a pleasure to meet you" Chris said. He looked over her ID and then said "Go on ahead and enjoy the festivities and keep your dog in sight" he said. He then turned to wait for the other arrival to identify themselves.

Max nodded as chris let him pass. "I'll be sure to keep an Eye out, for anything unordinary, and for Olivia Thank You." Nodding again, and going to find Olivia.

"Sure" Blackstone said, fumbling for his ID. He eyed the chihuahua, like a whining baby without the cuteness or humanity. He produced his ministry ID from his pocket "Will this do?"

"Indeed that ID will do just fine." Chris said. He looked at it and then said. "Right go ahead and as ive said to others before you watch out for any thing out of the ordinary."

Tristan looked around him and was utterly surprised to see so many people here. How the hell did security keep an eye on everything? But the security man's voice made him look back and smiled as he took back his ID. Watch the game? Hah! Quidditch was not something he enjoyed, which was why he brought stuff to do. "Ah, yeah thanks!" he nodded and smirked. "It's no problem at all, I'm glad you guys keep us all safe here." Yeah, because who knew how many crazy hooligans there were here right now, finding ways of blowing up things...like portable toilets.
His thoughts were however cut off by a voice, quite unlike one you would normally hear and Tristan grinned again. With a nod to the security man, he started to make his way over. Seeing his friend raise his hand made Tristan jog up to him and raise his own hand, ready to... Smack! "Oh thank Merlin you are here mate." He said in a low voice, putting his arm around Nathan. "How are you? Ready to scream yourself hoarse?" he smirked, then putting away his skethbook and pen.

With another smile and a nod of comprehension for the nice man Melanie took her ID back from him to place back into her bag. In the process of doing this she somehow must have squeezed her Chihuahua a little, as it gave a little Squeak! in protest. "Oh, I'm sorrysorrysorrysorry..." She quickly snuggled the doggie close to her chest as she watched the man walk away again. "Thank you!" She called after him, before glancing around once again. Now, how was she to find this Wocky Tocky thing or whatever it was called?

Melanie's blue eyes fell on another man who was apparently eyeing her - or her doggie but it was definitely her - and gave him a graceful smile. With a few quick strides she was over to where he was waiting for his ID to be checked. "Hello. I was wondering, if you could perhaps tell me where I can find the Wocky Tocky portkey?" Her eyes flickered back and forth hopefully between the two men, and with an expectant expression on her face Melanie made an excellent damsel in distress. Help.