Autograph Tent
 

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To the side of the Quidditch Stadium, a massive white party tent has been erected. The sign outside the tent makes its purpose very clear:

Meet the professional Quidditch players!

Autograph session will begin shortly after the game.

"Okay... Okay. Come on." PLymouth CLEARED a path like the people were seas and he was the chosen one. HE would get Daphne Hopton to the tent FIRST. He would get her autograph.

And, he, personally, would be soliciting Kizzie kisses. Ahem.


Winded, Plymouth ran up to the tent. He stepped aside though so that Daphne could be first. She deserved to be first. "We... made... it... Daphadil..." And they'd made it FIRST.

All those stairs climbing did really build amazing legs. Short, but useable at least. It also helped build stamina. Clapping excitedly as she stood ahead of Plymouth Morgan, AND THE ENTIRE SCHOOL1!!!, Daphne felt slightly out of breath, and dizzy, and light-headed and TOTALLY EXCITED!! "I'm going to hug Captain Colin MacKenzie."

She was going to. So says Daphne.

"Now behave yourselves the way Hogwarts students should..." Alessia said as she entered the tent... the advice was more for her to behave than them, hopefully Iliana would stop her from doing something stupid with Kip Norwood... but what constituted as stupid? She just wanted his autograph... She had the Falcon's picture with her, she'd gotten some signatures... but not his. He was sooo dreamy.

Kevin wandered into the tent and was pretty excited he wanted to get Emma Greene's and Kizzie Ainsley's autographs but he wouldnt mind meeting the rest of the stars that had played as well he saw that one of the professors was here as well as Plymouth and a girl he didnt know yet.

Vindictus was smart and snuck out of the Stadium as fast as he could. The autograph tent was his destination and he wasn't surprised to see people already there. "Oh, good! The food tables are set up - one for the professionals and one for the rest of us," he said upon entering the tent. And it was true. One table was clearly elaborate with various foods and beverages with a large sign saying 'PROFESSIONALS ONLY'. The other table was simple and piled high with various foods and pitchers of pumpkin juice, lemonade and water that would appeal to those at Hogwarts.

"So did everyone enjoy the game?" he asked and swiped a butter cookie from the Hogwarts table.

Autographs?! EEEEK.

Cam basically flailed his arms up in the air along the way to the huge white tent where the super awesome autographs were going to take place. Yup. He was EXCITED indeed. He slid his hands into his pockets to see if he had a pen and a few other stuff he needed. Mmmhm. Quidditch players. PROFESSIONAL Quidditch players with their own PROFESSIONAL team. What couldn't get any better than this??

He was gonna try getting ALL of their autographs... just 'cause. Yup yup. Well... hmm. Cam thought about it, looking at Vindictus and then at the food tables. Yummy...

"OOH! I did!" Pshh, who DIDN'T enjoy the game?

GAASSSP! "Professor Lupa!" called out Daphne, stamping the ground. Eew. Her foot had kinda of--sunk in. Odd. "There's a line," she stated obviously and pointed towards herself and behind herself to demonstrate the beginning and end of such said LINE.

However, Miss Hopton had a feeling the Professor didn't care about the line or cared to play by the rules either. Exasperated, she threw the heavens a pitiful glance. If Davis was here, he would have picked up Lupa, thrown her over his shoulder and planted her at the end of the line like a potted palm tree.

Too bad Davis was off in India mastering a new martial art.

"It was incredibly thrilling," confessed Daphne with flushed cheeks. "Confusing and slightly ghastly at times but thrilling nonetheless."

"Oh," started Daphne startled. "I hadn't thought of that...That could be a problem."

Daphne sighed. He. Was. So. Pretty.

But. So. Sweaty!

This proved to be a conundrum.

Sigh.

Kip Norwood staggered into the tent wondering what he should do first. Annoy Kizzie for the heck of it, nah maybe later. Food, he did love food. Maybe later. Should he torment Colin for the lose? Maybe not. He would rather keep his head thank you very much.

Look at all the people inside already! Excited little critters. He decided he would go say hello to Max and...Oh wait! Blond! Diverting his direction, he made way to the Professor. "Well 'Ello, 'Ello. What year might you be in?" he asked, kissing her hand softly.

"Miss Hopton, so nice to see you..." she said with a smile. "I am well aware of the line Miss Hopton, I suggest you stay in it. I am merely going to congratulate professor Vindictus..." She said looking over to Max. Well... she didn't know... "Plus I doubt Professors need stay in line with students..." she said under her breath.

"It was really exciting, right until the end... and for the professionals to have taken time to do this, was really a treat." Ok, enough with the sweetness, "Is... Mr. Norwood... coming... to this... tent?"

Alessia froze. HE. WAS. KISSING. HER. HAND!!!!!

She giggled like a complete idiot, and flushed crimson! "Oh... Mr. Norwood. Such a gentleman. I'm the Runes Professor here at Hogwarts, what a wonderful kiss-GAME!! Game... thank you for... being here."

She had this immature need to turn to Daphne Hopton and stick out her tongue... but she didn't... she was a professor!

Kevin waited in line for his turn to meet some of the professonals and was wondering where emma and kizzie were they were the two players he was wanting to meet the most

Kip Norwood! Kip Norwood! Kip Norwood!

"Kip! Kip! Kip!" squeaked Daphne from behind her hands. He wasn't as pretty, as say Captain Colin MacKenzie, but he was still pretty.

However, he lost several cool points when he started flirting with Professor Break In Line Lupa. That was just an unforgivable sin. Inwardly she shrieked.

SHRIIIEEEEEK!!!

"I wouldn't dream of leaving the line, Ma'am. I can't pass up such a wonderful experience," she spoke politely. Experience that YOU have ruined. Line Breaaakerrr!

Even with Plymouth's encouraging words and hair tugging, Daphne's happy bubbly had deflated severely. It just proved no matter how early you arrived at places the one with the bigger age number still won. Seniority sucked.

"Even Tiiino is getting to mingle with them!" whined Daphne loudly waving at the Ravenclaw's direction where he was currently trying to buy his friendship with drinks and edibles.

Tino! Tino SHOCK YOU NOT Kolytiris.

Kip chuckled, hearing the woman ask for him. "I am here beautiful." he said. He then watched as she turned a deep red. He had that affect on woman. Just one of many of his skills. He then let a shocked expression fall onto his face. "Nah! You are too young to be a Professor." he said, with a charming smile.

Kip then turned to the boy standing close by, raising an eyebrow. "Sorry mate, but I don't go after taken girls. You two sure make a cute couple. You're parents must be bloody proud." he said. It was the truth, Kip Norwood vowed to not go after women who were already with somebody. Except for Monique. He made an exception for Monique. The girl was a looker though. Too bad she was with the annoying boy.

Not really sure if that Seeker, Anna Greingoth, for the Hogwarts team was still following him up to the white tent or not, MacKenzie entered the humongous white tent just to the side of the stands with a rather large grin on his face. With his Quidditch robes swishing behind him as he made his way through the tent, he took note of the food table that was just for the professional Quidditch players. Tempted to grab something to eat or drink, he put the thoughts of food and drink to the side temporarily. It wasn’t as if Norwood or Gallagher was going to pig out or anything, right? Hopefully…

“All right, everyone!” MacKenzie shouted over the bustling crowd, simply glowing with that grin on his face. “Who wants an autograph from the Colin “Hot Scot” MacKenzie, Keeper of the Montrose Magpies?”

Emma entered the tent right after Kip, shaking her head at how flirtacious he was being. Kip will be Kip. She smiled around looking up at the students anxious to meet us. This was a going to be a good afternoon.

First things first, food. She needed food. She was starving. That always happened ater games. She needed substenance after such a grueling game. Spotting the refreshment table, she made a beeline for it, grabbing a pumpking pasty and eating it rather quick.

ooc: I gotta go - RL stuff... :(
 

She giggled again... she was probably acting like a stupid lovesick teenage fangirl! OH NO! Was she under some spell? She looked into Kip's eyes and swooned... yup... his. "Huh? Oh! Yes... I am a professor." Oh! Her name! Stupid Stupid Lupa! "I'm Alessia Lupa, one of the younger professors here..." Maybe not so true...

"Oh I'm so sorry Mr. Norwood, You are here to sign autographs for the students... and... well..." she showed him her picture of the Falcons, "if you have time... maybe sign mine as well?"

Kevin couldnt contain his excitement when he saw Emma walk into the tent and grab something to eat she sure did look gorgeous in real life as he had seen in pictures that he had up on his wall at home

Guh.

These Quidditch players. He'd seen 'em play out there and right now they were just a mere feet away from him. HOGWARTS. AWESOMEMUCH?? His eyes turned to Emma Greene. Chudley. Cannons. Fan. But she turned for the foooood first. He didn't want THESE people thinking he's some sort of an ADDICT fan would he?! Cam looked up to the MacKenzie guy, he was... a Montrose Magpie fan... sometimes. WHO CARES, THE GUY'S FAMOUSSSS. "OOH! OOH! ME. ME!"

He jumped up and down, raising his hand in the air, acting like an 8 year old who wanted to solve a question.

Kevin raised his hand when the Colin McKenzie asked if anybody wanted an autograph and said "Ohh i'll have an autograph"

Drake couldn't stop the grin that was forming on his face as he walked into the tent, his eyes searching for someone he couldn't find yet. Behind him Tino walked on probably bouncing in his excitement. Man he loved his fans, truly loved them. Even those slightly disturbing ones who send him weird owls on a daily basis. Stoppping at his table he turned to look at him, "You know, an iced tea would be fantastic right now." He said as he spotted the food table, his mouth watering. Raising his voice he called out, "Hello everyone, so glad you could make it. I hoped you enjoyed the game!" in a cheery voice before breaking out into another grin.

Man he was hungry!