Jack shrugged. "Yeah, I don't like sugar much, to be honest. Chocolate frogs every once in a while are good and all but...it just doesn't suit me very well," he explained. "I think that guy thought I was on some kind of sugar rush during the match," he added with a laugh. "Hence the reason I was scoring off of him," he said sarcastically.

Ok Fritzera. Time to slow down...don't go and get a big head now!

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"Not unless you distract them with money," she mumbled with a furrowed brow. Candy also crossed her mind but Daphne thought that money was more of an universal like than candy. "Astronomy?"

Oh. That's sad, she thought glancing over her shoulder to make sure Celandine hadn't gone too far from her and wasn't doing anything she'd regret seeing later. Celandine wouldn't, obviously. The girl rarely did anything she regretted but Daphne found a lot of her activities to be--mind boggling..

"I don't really know anything about Astronomy," added the blond. That was the end of that topic. "It's just that for Divination--you see," she hesitated and bit her lip.

EUGH! "Professor Kapoor forced a duck on me!"

She really didn't want that stupid duckling. "And I'm supposed to teach it to pull a card out of a tarot deck!" Who did that anyways?



They were talking, Reese Upstead and Jack and Daphne had to pretend she was being polite and listening. So she focused on a blurry object over Reese' shoulder and smiled.

Politely. Sort of.

Except, she caught the girl looking at her and she stopped smiling long enough to blink. "Is there something wrong?" Say, perhaps, do you like my hair that much?

Jack saw Daphne glance over her shoulder at Cela, who had wandered away from them in search of autographs. She was in a completely different world now. He shrugged when Daphne said she didn't know much about astronomy--not a lot of people did. "Yeah, some of it can be kind of boring, like all that physics mumbo-jumbo," he said in agreement. He had to admit, that part of the subject was ridiculously BORING. And it made his brain hurt.

"Wait, WHAT?" Jack asked again, quite certain he hadn't heard correctly. A DUCK? Had Kapoor gone loopy? That was by far one of the weirdest assignments he had ever heard of. "But--why would anyone want to teach a DUCK, of all animals, to do that?" he asked in shock.

THIS was precisely why he despised the subject. It was all a bunch of nonsense.

"I think the duck will be more interested in eating the cards, to be honest," he said to her with a little sigh. "And erm...what purpose is training a duck supposed to serve, exactly?" he asked.

As he waited for her to reply, he started to notice that there were some strange, non-verbal exchanges going on between Reese and Daphne. Did these two have some sort of past rivalry that he was unaware of? No, they had only just met, he had seen them introduce themselves...maybe they were just being weird. After all, girls WERE awfully loony sometimes.

"Ancient Runes ya say?" They still taught that? Back when he went to school he was terrible at Ancient Runes. Too bad she wasn't around. He could have taken her up as his personal tutor. "That is interesting. You are going to have to show me a thing or two sometime. I was never good with Furthark. I mixed words up with numbers." he chuckled. She can teach him anytime.

"Maybe you could stop by and sit in on one of my classes..." She doubted he would but it was only polite to ask.

Marcus sauntered down the autograph tent and looked around for a moment taking it all in. He immediately noticed Annie, making eyes at one of the players and he snorted...seems as though nothing ever changed. He moved closer to one of the players who was holding a bat and talking to Miss Toussaint. "You look as though you could do with a little pick me up." He held out his hand towards the player and grinned, "Marcus Lawson" he stated simply and hoping the guy would introduce himself because he had no idea who he was.

"I don't think I could pass for a stuent." Kip chuckled. Plus, how could he possibly take notes with a professor like that? He didn't know how her students did it. He glanced around the tent, noticing that Emma and Kizzie had already left. He couldn't find Quinn or Rhys anywhere either. Looks like it was almost time for them to depart. Darn, he didn't want to leave.

Drake turned his head as a rather daunting, but oddly familiar man approached him and held out his hand. "I do, thanks. Qudditch is a very tiring game" He replied before shaking the mans hand with a firm, but not to firm hand. "Drake Warren at your service. Beater for the Appleby Arrows. Your name sounds familir." He introduced himself smiling a bit as he looked him over from head to toe. "Are you a professor here?" He inquired.

She smiled at him... "Of course not..." Aww he was looking around... his teammates seemed to have gone. Nuuuuuu he was going to leave soon. "Could you do me one more big favor?" She asked as she grabbed Paris Greenwood and pulled her over. "This is Paris, she is a fabulous quidditch player, which I'm sure you saw, and the captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team." She reached for Paris's bat. "Would you sign her bat... I'm sure she'd be flattered."

Marcus returned the man's shake and reached inside his pocket and pulled out a bottle and handed it over to Drake. "Nice to meet you Drake." he gestured towards the bottle, "I believe it's what you Quidditch players drink during a game to keep your stamina up." He raised an eyebrow slightly, wow someone was actually going to recognize him. "Yeah I am the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor here" he pushed his sunglasses on top of his head.

Drake took the bottle, a grin on his face. Opening it he raised it to his lips. "Cheers." he said before taking a small swig from it, instantly feeling himself more alert. Suddenly it hit him. "Wait, you were that guy from 'The Chimeras' weren't you? The lead guitarist?" He asked, his eyes going wide as he nodded eagerly. Wow, who knew he'd be meeting a rock star at a school for kids? Calming himself down he took another sip and nodded again, "Defense was my best subject. Have you taught the students about Boggarts yet?" nasty creatures they were he thought shuddering at the thought.

As she asked for a favor, he grinned. "Of course. How could I deny someone like ya?" he said, watching as she grabbed ahold of a rather short little girl. "I remember her. Mighty kick she recieved during that match." he said. Didn't she get kicked by Kizzie? That woman had a temper on her. More the fun to annoy. "I would love to sign her bat." he winked. Taking the bat from the Blond.

"There ya go." Kip smiled, handing the bat back to the petite girl.

He felt his own eyes widen in surprise as Drake did in fact recognise him and he couldn't stop the grin that spread across his face. "Yeah that was me alright. Axe they used to call me" he chuckled, enjoying the fact that he had a world famous Quidditch player recognizing him. "Oh yeah? Did you use to go to Hogwarts?" Marcus, shoved his hands into his pockets and rocked back on his feet. "Not yet, but I hope to soon. Did you have a bad experience with one?" he asked noticing the guy's look as he mentioned them.

He felt giddy. He remembered going to a concert once when he had barely began playing. "I should be asking for your autograph. Maybe I will actually, you can sign my bat if you want." he said grinning as he shook hair from his face. "I did actually, along time ago. I was a Gryffindor." he said proudly before adding, "Didn't have a lot of friends, but played Quidditch nearly everyday. A lot has changed since I've walked those halls though." he nodded once more, his eyes taking on the appearance of rememberance. "Yeah, I found out my greatest fear was finding out I was a horrendous player, hitting everything but the bat." he shook his head briefly not saying who or what his Boggart self had hit. "The students will enjoy it though, you learn a lot from finding your deepest fear." he said shrugging slightly.

Oh he was definitely glad that he had come down here now. The guy wanted his autograph and he wanted it on his bat!! Axe, was in ego heaven. "No problems dude" he said taking the bat from him and pulling out a quill. Yes he still carried a quill around in the off chance someone would ask him for an autograph.

Marcus, gave Drake a quick up and down look. "Seriously, it couldn't have been that long ago." Then he leaned in a little closer so that no-one else could hear what he had to say. "When I was younger, my greatest fear was missing the chords and being booed off stage." Now however he was unsure of what is fear would be, probably something ridiculous like not being remembered.

Marcus handed him back his bat and grinned. "Now it's only fair that I should have yours."

Wait -- The autograph said something about Gryffindor? "Hey, give that back," Fyo said, snatching the thing back from Torin, and going through it once more. "Guess what?" he said, looking up at Tor with a grin on his face. "I've decided I like it. Annnddd -" Dun, dun, dun - "I'm keeping it."

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K"Wow. That's an interesting name ya got there." Kip chuckled. When the boy said his full name, his eyes widened slightly. How the bloody hell do you spell a name like that? Then he requested a shorter version of his name. Good. He would have butchered the name.



"There ya go mate. Have a good one." Kip said, handing the diary back to the boy.

"Thanks," Fyo said, in answer to Kip's comment. "It means Gift of God." Hehe. Wait - Fio? KIP HAD SPELLED HIS NAME WRONG! "It's F - y - o," he said, spelling out his chopped-up first name as he eyed the autograph with a sigh of sorts. "Buttt - It's okay, I guess. And.... thank you."

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Alice sartled and took a step back. He was angry. Not good. It was something new to her. She was just teasing. Cant a girl get to tease her boyfriend? "No..I just..teased..you" she choked, her eyes welled up with tears, " I'm sorry" she looked down on her own shoes again cursing herslef.

What, what, what? Oh no, he had done a BAD thing. Because now Butterfly had TEARS in her eyes. Oh no, oh no, oh no. "I'm sorry," Fyo said quickly, at the same time as she said the very words. He looked at her for a moment, then dropped his gaze. "No, I'm the one who should be sorry," he sort of.... mumbled. "You needn't be. I - well, I - I'm sorry," he finished lamely.

BAD HIM! Baaadd.

Drake couldn't help but grin widly as he watched Axe, that's right THAT Axe Lawson sign his bat. His horrible day was turned into the best day of his life! "Aw man you are amazing!" he said excitedly as he took the bat back, his eyes locked on the words.

"Sometimes it feels like it has." he replied before grinning again. "Sure thing mate." he replied taking out a fresh piece of paper and grabbing his quill from his inside pocket. He frowned for a second before writing

With that finished Drake handed the parchment over and stiffled a yawn. "Sorry to cut this short, but I hear a bed calling for me." He said in a casual voice. "It's been awesome meeting you though, seriously it made my day." he said cheerfully. Wow, who's was being the hyper active fan now eh Drake he thought as he grinned like a fool.

Aw. Now he was apologized. She noticed his nervous tone. She knew why he was getting nervous now? She knew he hated to make her sad. Always. Alice's inside squirmed instantly at thought of him caring her. That was him. Fyo. Alice blinked twice to get rid of those silly tears. Go away,, i dont want to scare my Lion.

She looked up, waving her hand dismissively. "No..no one's fault." she sniffed and smiled. "Shall we go somewhere else Lion?" she desperately wanted him out of here.

"Oh yeah of course" Marcus replied taking the parchment and looking at what he had written and grinned like an idiot once again. "It was totally awesome meeting you too." He gave him a wave and decided to head back to the castle and put Drake's autograph up on the wall.

"Hey!"

This was not fair! Fyo stole his autograph!!

"You already said I could have it! It's mine. Give it back!" Fyo didn't deserve the autograph. He didn't even appreciate Bunbury. He didn't see just how amazing she was.

He was sulking now.

Whu whu?

Plymouth Morgan had just jabbed him. Raiden looked up from his pathetically blank little notepad and Plymouth Morgan was... wiggling his fingers at a very very very pretty lady. Raiden's face turned red. PRETTY QUIDDITCH PLAYER Kizzie Ainsley.

"Oooooh," he mumbled, staring at his feet. Plymouth Morgan was soliciting hugs.... which Raiden rather enjoyed, but he'd wait his turn to ask for an autograph. And probably only an autograph. Because really, Ms. Ainsley didn't look like... she was very into giving hugs. And he'd learned his lesson about just taking them, earlier in the term.

She smiled as they moved away from Paris. She was sad he probably had to leave... she would have liked giving him a tour of the ground... though, with her luck, it would start flooding... He was going to send her tickets to the next Falcon/Magpie game. She LOVED the Falcons. Ever since she was a child. "Mr. Norwood it's been a very big honor meeting you and sharing a butterbeer with you, seeing you be so flexible and signing things for the students, just elevated my already high opinion of you. Thank you for coming to our little match." She said putting down her empty bottle.

She wasn't angry, any longer!

Fyo could have SQUEALED, he was so happy. "Thanks," he began, sliding Lissy a grin. "For making my day." And returning to your normal, cheerful mood. Somewhere else? Suurre! Fyo had been dragging Torin away, only minutes ago. He nodded at Lissy, turning back to Tor.

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"Hey!"

This was not fair! Fyo stole his autograph!!

"You already said I could have it! It's mine. Give it back!" Fyo didn't deserve the autograph. He didn't even appreciate Bunbury. He didn't see just how amazing she was.

He was sulking now.

"It's not yours," Fyo said, sticking his tongue out at Torin in an attempt to cheer his best mate up. "Come on, Tor - you already have one. Let's just - go and get some chocolate. Please? Pretty please?"

Alice's smiled widened. He was so cute. Even with that autograph on his forearm. Haha. She looked at his now calming face. Oh boy, you scared me a few minutes before. She really really wanted to poke him, but ..no..not here ..in front of all. A mischievous smirk played on her face at the thought. "Wow. Shall we then? Tell me where?" she wouldnot mind the place as long it was not autograph tent. Meh..

She saw him dragging Torin too. My Goodness. But all the chocolate talks made her zip her mouth atleast for a while from protesting against it.

The place was thinning out and she needed to go work on the game stagey for their upcoming game anyways. Plus there were too many tall people milling around for her taste. She felt like a goblin in a see of legs.

She was weaving her way toward the door to make a quick exit. It felt like she was a cub being pulled by the scruff of her neck when Professor Lupa pulled her over. She was going to have to gain weight and try out a engorio charm on herself. She squeaked when she saw what Professor Lupa was doing. "Flattered," she repeated in a daze.

"Well the kick didn't hurt that bad." she told him even though she had a bruise on her ribcage to show for the kick. She didn't want him to think she was a baby because she was whining about a little kick.

She grinned when he took her bat and signed it and she blushed when she read what he wrote. "Th-thank you," she stammered. He thought she was a good player, he actually noticed her playing. Even though she was trying to knock him off his broom the whole time.

Sweet

Divas did come in small packages!

Alessia smiled brightley and leaned in close to Kip... who smelled DIVINE!!! How can a man, just off the pitch smell that good! Oh Right... the leaning... She leaned into Kip and whispered softly, "Thank you, for making her smile." She said.

Chocolate frogs every once and a while?! Reese needed to carry Jack down to Honeydukes one day and load him up with sugar. So, then, she can at least say she watched Jack eat sugar. "I couldn't live a day without eating chocolate frogs. I have like an obsession with them," she said. "Ah, I see how he mistaken that you were on a sugar rush. I mean, you were on a roll during the game." She giggled at Jack's sarcasm.

She turned back to Daphne when she asked if something is wrong. "No. Nothing is wrong," she answered. That was sort of a lie, but who cares. She was a Slytherin and Slytherins could lie if they wanted to. She brushed her hair behind her ear and looked back at Jack.

"I think I'm going to go now. I'll just let you and, erm, Daphne talk for a bit," she told him. She looked towards the girl and smiled. "I'll see you later," she added. She turned on her heels and headed towards the door, but then she noticed Fyo and Torin. And, by the looks of it, Fyo had an autograph from Bunbury. Doubting that was HIS autograph, since it looked like Torin was upset about something and it had to be because Fyo took his autograph. Why else would Torin look upset? She headed over to the two boys and quickly grabbed the autograph from Fyo. "I'll have this," she said. She handed the autograph to Torin. "There you go, Kane," she told him. She smiled at her friend, then she left the tent and headed back to the castle.