What an eager young man. DH chuckled and said, "Yes, yes. Do we need to check the wands too?" he asked just to be sure.

But then again, they didn't check his wand...

DH then walked towards Chris and signaled for the queue to divide so he can help with the ID checking.

Chris listened to Brian's words carefully, so he could fully understand of what had should be done at that moment. "Sorry, I made you wait." He smirked a little then he glanced at Chris and Numble as Brian mentioned them. "So Numble is in-charge of Foreign Ministers and players, umm.. To whom I am charge to then?" asked Chris as he put his benign fingers inside his pocket to reach out for his wand.

Appearing less than an hour after his wife, Division Head Iain Hunter apparated to the portkey-Check In and walked over to his two best friends. "Good Day Mr and Mrs Lee." He said formally from behind them before he moved to give Becca a hug, and Brian a hand-shake. He pulled out his ID, and smiled gently as he let Brian check it over.

"Can you believe that Lili is due in the next few days?" He said with a happy sigh. "You are looking radiate, Bex." He grinned and winked at his best friend and then looked back to Brian. "How has everything been going on the security front? any scuffles?"

He was lucky, always, like she said. But still he wanted and craving to feel that tiny nudges or kicks against his hand. Impatient. Brian got up from the floor, "So now I'm cleared by my Minister of house?" he asked with a chuckle and putting a hand on her stomach fondly before stood by her side.

"Ofcourse I didnt. A small lapse in my plan.." he shook his head and laughed.

Aw..this guys is so helpful. Brian was glad about getting someone's help from other department when half of his own department people didnt show up.

"Thank you DH. I'd appreaciate your helping hand." he smiled, "Yes, just check out IDs, no exceptions.." a small smirk appeared and gone in few seconds.

"It's okay," Brian said, "You're incharge of all, Chris, You have to cover all the places. All I need is a tight security, that's all" he left the decision to him to make the work plan. "And I'll be here and there, so you can approach me at anytime." he added with a grin.

Mr and Mrs. Lee. Missed to greet baby Lee! Brian's head turned, saw Iain, their friend. "Hey Iain!" he took Iain's hand to shake with broadened smile. "How are you man?" he said, "Oh..so you guys are so close to welcome the new member, Congratulations!" he gave him a warm manish hug, strong on with a slight patting on his back. "Well..everything's going well, no major incidents so far.." he laughed and handed back his ID to him. "Fantastic! You're cleared.." he winked and chuckled.

Olivia chuckled slightly and lowered her head apologetically. "Sorry, I suppose you've had enough people telling you to take it easy, especially a certan someone," she smiled, nodding in Brian's direction.As if Becca wouldn't know who she meant anyway. "Must be difficult when you are used to being active.But I'm glad it's going well, how long have you got left?" she asked, genuinely interested.Her cousins had kids so she was used to being around them, and on occasion actually liked it.Mind you she wasn't broody herself yet, which was good considering she didn't have a boyfriend...

"That would be because we carry the important stuff, which isn't always interesting," she smiled, giving a knowing look to Brian before giggling again at his mock shock.Olivia wiggled her hand and raised her eyebrows slightly. "Oh only a little harmful, when you get on my bad side.Hopefully you won't ever see that though..." Although she was only joking, it was true she had a temper when crossed.Right now, though, she was enjoying having a laugh before the hard work began.

"Always ready and able," she grinned in response to confirmation he may need help.Glancing down at Becca as Brian spoke about her lack of identification, Olivia laughed again. "I suppose that's one way he can keep you here.A very sneaky way though..."

Looking down at her watch, Olivia gasped as she saw the time. "Oh my! I'd better get going to sort things out in the stadium.It was nice talking to you both, and I shall see you later," she smiled, nodding in both Brian and Becca's direction.Gathering her bag tighter to her she wandered off in the direction of her portkey.Grabbing the tv aeriel in her free hand, there was a loud pop, and a scream of "Woooaaahhhhhh" as she disappeared towards the stadium.

"Thank you, Mr Smith" Becca smiled warmly at him and then nodded "I'm sure you all chipped in, and I must thank Ms. Fairweather when I see her" she nodded, making sure she remembered it.

Watching Brian get up, Becca smiled and then nodded "Yes, you're cleared" she grinned and looked down at her stomach with a smile as he put a hand on it. "You had a plan?" she laughed, eyeing him "What? Was it to put me in a room with every security spell imaginable and with all the food and drink I need in there?" she grinned.

When Brian smiled at DH, Becca smiled warmly. He appreciated his help, Becca knew. Eyeing his small smirk with a small smile, her mind started to wander.

Jumping slightly as Iain's voice came from behind her, Becca looked around and then giggled "Hello, Mr Hunter" she grinned, hugging him back and then looking at him "Yeah, it goes fast, right?" she grinned before looking at Brian "It's all down to Brian, credit where credit due" she grinned "He's been looking after me well" she nodded before falling silent and looking at Brian with a smile.

When Olivia said sorry, Becca smiled "Yeah" she looked down, not wanting to looked up at Brian as Olivia nodded to him. "It is, but.. I'm sorta.. going with it" she smiled "Oh.. not long.. but not long is too long" Becca smiled, looking up at Brian now.

When Olivia threatened playfully, Becca couldn't help but think, If he gets on your bad side, which is unlikely, you'll be on my bad side. She knew Olivia was only joking, but Becca was still protective of her husband. "Yeah, sneaky is his middle name" she grinned, agreeing with Olivia. When Olivia announced that she had to go, Becca smiled "See you later, good luck!" she smiled, watching Olivia scream as the portkey took her away.

Angelica turned to Madison smiling softly "Its going quite good. I renewed the apparition lisences for a whole family earlier this morning." It was though very empty in the office these days. And with her growing belly it was hard to do everything by herself. As is her boss had read her mind Madison talked about finding her an excellent employee to help her. Angelica leaned over to squeeze the woman's hand appreciativley "Thank you! I think I can manage until you find someone to work along side me."

Hearing the offer which Madison made to help her Angelica raised an eyebrow asking "Erm, do you think you can really help me out alongside your own department head duties? I don't want to be responisble for you taking on too much." Angelica appreciated any extra help she could get merlin knew but not if it meant that her boss could take on too much.

Angelica turned a little in her stance and smiled warmly at Mr Lee "Thank you! And I will do my best to avoid big crowds." Turning away from the security head she decided to focus on why she was here in the first place. Nothing in her eyes really got done fully if you chatted about other stuff. Letting her observing eyes drift among the people in the security check Angelica was pleased that so far there had been no serious incidents.

Wotocky? Oh, was this what it was called? Well, nevermind. She'd never been that good with Muggle stuff in the first place. "Oh, really? Maybe we can go look for it together then. The...Wotocky?" Melanie repeated a little uncertain of the correct pronouncation of the specific portkey. At least she wouldn't be lost alone anymore, but in the company of a nice young man.

...a nice young man who apparently adored her Misty almost as much as she did. It was rather impossible to love the Chihuahua as dearly as she did but he seemed to like it nonetheless. "Yess! I just got him a few days ago. Isn't he just adoooorable? Would you like to hold him?" Melanie was so excited she was literally thrusting the dog at the nice man with a huge beam plastered across her face. Doggieeee!

Don't let it show that you have no idea what he's talking about. With this in mind Melanie's blue eyes followed the direction the man was pointing at until they fell on a small black-ish sort of thing. "Oh, it does sort of look like a Telephoam..." She "observed" with her head slightly cocked to the side. Whatever this Telephoam looked like. "Nice to meet you, Blackstone. I'm Melanie." She gave him a smile while she gracefully shook his extended hand which was...gloved?

"I'm good thanks!" He grinned and rubbed Becky's tummy gently. "Hi little one. Uncle Iain here." He grinned a little and nodded at Brian. "Yeah, Lili is due in a few days so I just need to try and get her to sit down today - but I'm not sure if she is going to do that or not." He sighed. "It's likely not. Let's face it... It's Liliana." He laughed gently and sighed happily. "I love her anyway though."

Nathan laughed. “Too much female company, eh, mate?” He asked raising an eyebrow. “Not sure you should be grumbling about that.” He teased but knew what Brian was getting at. The females at the Ministry outnumbered the males by a looong shot, so it was nice to have male company once in a while. Things were different at the Daily Prophet. The division almost equal....ish.

"Well don't be working too hard." He said with a smile. "You should try and get to see the match if you can." He patted Brian on the back again affectionately. “Excuse me, mate. I'm going to try and find my portkey.” He wandered off from the group deciding to attempt to get to the campsite. They would need to be there early if they wanted a good spot.


“Yeah. I'm good too. Looking forward to the camping more than the Quidditch.” He teased. “You look like you're here ready to work.” He commented. “You know that's not going to happen, right?” He winked. “...Because you and I...” He placed an arm around Tristan's shoulders. “...are here to have a ball.”

Glancing around again to see if he could see the portkeys, he looked at Tristan when he stated what his object was. He laughed. “Your choice?” He asked. Well they would be keeping that come Tristan's landing. “Er, mines a bowler hat.”

Lyric blinked rapidly as everything around her began to come into focus. She hated portkeys. It usually took a while before that nauseous pain in her stomach that was caused by the portkey went away. Taking a deep breath she made her way over to the security line. She also hated waiting in lines and all that stupid stuff. Sure it was to be 'safe' and make sure that the World Cup wasn't attacked by dark wizards or something but seriously? If Dark Wizards wanted to attack the place Security probably wouldn't be able to stop them. Normally Lyric would have said this out loud but upsetting the Security Guard probably wasn't a good idea. It was the Quidditch World Cup! She would get the chance to see the players at there best and maybe even get in a few interviews.

"Hello ma'am" said Chris" Do you have your ID ready for verification it would be good if you had it out." He smiled at her calmly and then looked around for anyone going by the security line.

DH smiled at a lady and said, "Madam your next!" he then nodded and wait for her response. "Your Identification please." he added and smiled.

Picking up the yoyo with her niece Lizzie, Lizbeth looks around them. As it lights up a bluish color, she feels herself being pulled. Thrilled to finally being able to go to the Quidditch World Cup and spending that time with her niece as well, Lizbeth looks toward where her niece should be as they travel toward the World Cup. Thinking it will be a nice getaway for her niece as well, well with her stepmother, being as she was...

Landing on her feet, she laughs lightly as Lizzie fell over. "It takes a bit of getting used to." She added gently to her niece, who had never travelled by portkey before.

Standing up, and brushing herself off, Liz grinned and nodded at her aunt.

Together they headed to the campsites.

While Nathan was busy talking to his other friend, Tristan took the opportunity to look around to see if his own portkey was anywhere near. How hard can it be to find a microphone? Well with all the people walking around to everywhere, it wasn't as easy. He wasn't even sure if he was supposed to go looking for it or what. It's not like he travelled by portkey all his life.

As his friend turned to him again, Tristan gave a small smile to the bloke he was talking with, and put his attention towards their own conversation. "Really? I thought you'd be going crazy for this. You being a keeper and all." he grinned and blinked. Work? "Well, I'm not going to be enjoying the game...so might aswell- It's not?" and eyebrow raised at the statement, still looking at Nathan as he felt the arm on his shoulders. A ball? Slowly, as if totally cathing the drift, a grin appeared on his face and nods of agreement followed. "Beats doodling." Which was what he was going to do. He usually did that when bored.

Tristan rolled his eyes, more for the choice of his portkey than the laughing of it. "Well yeah... Good memories..." he shrugged and grinned a bit embarrassed. "A bowler hat? Hey you could keep that, I bet it'll look good on you." he laughed knowing that it might not exctly be Nathan's style of headwear. Did anyone even use those anymore?

"So, how do we do this. I'm not to used to travelling by portkey."

DH smiled and let Chris handle the Prophet Reporter. He then saw new comers and said, "Excuse me, Miss. I need to see your identification before your proceed." he said.

DH noticed a new pair he cleared his throat and said, "You too, Mister. I need to see identification." he said in a powerful tone. He loves doing this job... He glanced at the clock and looked at the time. When will his godson be here?

Turning toward the voice, calling after them, she smiles and reaches down into her robes taking out her Ministry ID.

"Good day to you. I'm Lizbeth Merelda, and this is my niece Lizzie." she adds handing him her ID.

Frida arrived on the grounds with a loud *Crack* and looked around. 'Quite a few people here already.' She thought and made sure that her bag was still with her...it was important because it contained her Ministry ID, as well as her own ticket, and numerous other belongings that she may need later.
Now all that was missing were her co-workers...

Chris saw another guest appear and said "Hello ma'am do you have your ID ready it looks like you do just need it to verify you can pass." Chris stood and waited patiently.

"Erm...sure...right away." Frida mumbled under her breath and brought her ID badge out of her bag, then handed it over to the man. "The rest of my division should be arriving sometime soon." She mentioned and pushed some of her brown hair out of her eyes, 'Curse this wind.'
Now where in this place would it be best to go to first? If only there were maps....

"Thank you very much" Chris said looking at the ID and then said "Okay youre able to pass feel free to look around the grounds there are a variety of things to do before the match starts."

"Thanks." Frida said as she took her badge back and placed it carefully within her inner-cloak pocket for the time being.
She looked behind her, briefly wondering if her parents really were intending on coming to the Cup, or if they had given their tickets to other family members. But with a shake of her head, Frida cleared her mind and wandered off.

Oh.The line had moved up fast. Nodding Lyric reaching into her pocket and pulled out her Daily Prophet ID. That was good enough right? It had better be. "Here." She muttered to the man with a lazy expression as she gave him the ID.

"Very well then." he smiled at the two ladies in front of her. He then turned to the young miss and said, "is this your first time in the Quidditch World Cup?" he asked and smiled at her.

He then nodded and returned her identification. He smiled and waved at them..

Aidon apparated at the campsite with a small "pop!". Smiling, and taking in a deep breath of fresh air, he made his way towards the entrance. His long, midnight blue robes swept against the grass slightly as walked. His hand plunged into his pocket as he came up to DH, his fellow Department colleague. Pulling out his Ministry I.D., he smiled to DH.
"Hey there," he said, handing him his identification.