Torin eagerly walked into the crowd, wanting to get a good seat as soon as he could. Bunbury was playing! Bunbury and a few other people...

But who cared? He had a sign he made for her.

He quickly spotted Reese with her big blank poster that was obviously for Jack and headed over to her.

He smiled at Anna and took a seat beside Reese before opening up his poster.

GO PROFESSOR BUNBURY!!

Pietro eyed a girl he saw come in that had....A LOT OF COLORS on her fingers. They looked like little candies. Except you couldn't eat fingers. That's cannibalism. That's bad. Very bad. Seeing this, he RUSHED down to where the girl was and sat on the other side of her since there was already ONE hyped up boy sitting on one side of her. "Your nails are so pretty! They look like candies and I like candy! My name's Pietro by the way!"

Reese was bouncing up and down in her seat as soon as the Professional Quidditch Players flew out onto the field. EEEEEEEP. Drake Warren was such a cutie! It was so cool seeing all these famous people in person. She stopped clapping when she heard someone say her name three times. She took her eyes off the pitch and looked at Anna, whom had just taken a seat next to her. "Anna! Anna! Anna!" She said with a smile. "Yes, that are out there!" She was going to point to them with her left arm, but Anna latched herself onto that arm. So, she took her right hand and point out onto the field and said, "I think that's them!"

She waved at Torin when he appeared, she quickly picked up the posted off the bench next to her before Torin sat down. Oh, this was even more exciting. She was sitting next to her two best friends! "Hey there, Torin," she told him. She looked at his posted and grinned. "Go....Professor...Bunbury..." she slowly read. She shook her head and picked up her poster. "Take a look at mine." She raised her poster up with her right hand:

GO JACK FRITZERA

Hehe.

A violent sound of wind--mmm no, of something ominous unraveling invaded one of her eardrums and Daphne turned her head to glance at the culprit. Before her eyes, before she could help it she took in a most heinous sight.

A sign of utmost nausea inducing devotion.

"It seems, Captain Bunbury already has fans," she commented. "I commend you, Professor. You must feel extremely gratified at such a--" Idiotic? Brain-numbing? "Thoughtful show of encouragement."

Except, there was a girl trying to out-do his lame public displays of affection. "Err...and you too Jack. Congratulations?"

Barf.


x7.

He smiled as Reese read his poster before opening her own.

"So your boyfriend is playing what position?" he asked curiously.

Yes, he used the b-word. BWAHAHA

AHHH. No sooner had she sat down, did she become engulfed with....little boys.

Granted, Evolette was used to having multiples of the male sex around her, but honestly, even SHE couldn't flirt with... little ones.

"Uhhhhh." She eyed Cam warily, scooting over just a little bit and keeping her hair away from sniffing distance. "Hello Cam." she replied, hoping that he would get really excited and into the game, and didnt try to eat her.

Tossing her glance to her other side, her blue eyes took in the other boy, who was complimenting her on her nails, "Thank you." she replied, smiling. Now this was a child she could talk to. HE obviously appreciated the important things in life. Like looking good, and whatnot.

Her attention was drawn again, by a very LOUD shout. MER.

Her eyes narrowed as she looked over at Torin. Who was being LOUD and yelling about Bunbabbit. MERRR. With a quick flick of her wand, and the usage of shifty eyes, Evolette rearranged the words on his poster, so instead of saying "GO PROFESSOR BUNBURY!!".... it said "I LOVE EVOLETTE MCKENNA!!!!!!!!ONE!111!!"

Smirking, she looked out at the pitch once more, and started her ritual of ranking the players on her scale of hotness.

Quidditch WAS fun.

"Excuse me...passing through... oh, was that your foot? I'm sorry..." Navigating her way through the packed, excited crowd waiting for the game to begin, Selena finally managed to get to an empty, secluded seat without being trampled or done more casualties on others' feet. She have seriously opted on drawing a banner herself this morning, but decided against it though. Her journey finding seats was already hard enough without carrying a nice-sized banner.

She could see Head Girl Anna going all fangirly about the famous stars. Yep, she have definitely seen that kind of expression - like when Kat was rambling about some couple nicknamed Zanessa and how cute they were. (ooc: *nudges Anna*)

"Never fear of sounding redundant, Vindictus," encouraged Daphne with a small smirk. "Sometimes it's good to repeat oneself. You never know who you're dealing with. Not that this case applies," drawled the blond and inspected BunBury's shoes.

PRETTY.

"And they're off! BunBury showing that shoveling and plucking weeds is not for the weak is in control of the---err, that thing? Quaggle? Quiggle? Raffle?"

Blank.

"Someone be a dear and tell me the correct name? I'm really sure it has nothing to do with ducks."

Turing red at the rather... blunt announcement about his sign, Torin was starting to debate taking the thing down for at least a moment.

Until he saw Evee point her wand at his poster. That was not cool!

Frowning, he took the poster down quickly, and took his own wand out. Rearranging them yet again to say:

GO PROFESSOR BUNBURY!!

He put a permanent sticking charm on it this time.

Kevin was amazed that he was getting to see some of the stars of the british and irish league he always spent hours reading up on how all the teams were doing and everything but to actually see some of them in action was amazing

"You know what would look amazing with your nails? A lollipop of the same color. So it all matches! Then it'd look all extremely pretty and nice and neat! It's nice to meet you by the way Evolette! Do you like candy?" Pietro asked this as he took out a bag full of chocolate frogs. "These are my absolute favorite even though they're so messy." Pietro's eyes were following the match while trying to talk to Evolette. "You know....the British & Irish league people bother me for some reason. They're not as fierce looking as the quidditch players from my country." Then Pie's head turned around to the voice of the announcer. MISS DAPHNE! "MISS DAPHNE IT'S A QUAFFLE!"

Amanda picked her sign back up and then raised it above her head, it was a sketch of Hogwarts with the words Hogwarts is number one!.

"Let's go Hogwarts!!!" She cheered loudly, while holding her sign above her head proudly.

BUNZ. WAS. FAST.

Cam didn't even expect a professor to be THAT fast but ... maybe it was just his eyes. He didn't want to admit it himself. He turned his attention back to Evelyn Evolette and the boy that was just right next to them. Candies?? WHERE? He reached out to snatch her hand, seeing if she had candy. Huh. Nothing. Her nails? HER NAILS DIDDD LOOK LIKE CANDY. He turned to the guy with the bag of... chocolate.

"OOH. I like candy," he stated, pushing Evolette's hand away from him and blinking at the boy.

"Why, thank you, Pie! Quaffle, yes!" chirped Daphne pretending not to be as excited as she truly was. Turning her head just in time, Miss Hopton gasped. "Bunbury sure is speedy! Men should be aware, a pretty face can be misleading. And she scores! Didn't I tell you? She gardens. That should be enough to scare you all out of your wits. It's okay. You may admit it. It's manly to admit your fears. I promise."

Momentarily, Daphne turned to glance down at her nails. Eugh, she needed a manicure.

Oh? Right. Commentating..."The score is 10 - zero in favor of Hogwarts. Let's all cheer loudly now. Mmhmm. Please forget about your inside voice, children. If you're going to be out here in the cold you might as well be LOUD. No one is about to tell your Mothers."

"Ooh! Hogwarts once more in possession of the quaggle, no I mean QUAFFLE!" corrected Daphne and winking at Pie. "She, oh Hippogriffs, what's her naaame? Either way she's--. She's avoiding the pretty pretty men. I don't know why she is but she's doing it! Oh oh! That burly man is gonna throw it? Oh, don't do that honey. Is that good?"

Quidditch was confusing! And scary! And....exciting!

Oooh. But the opposing Captain was really handsome. Really.

Spoilt Sport. Evolette rolled her eyes at Torin. He loved her and he SO knew it. Whatevs.

Squelching a giggle, Evolette listened carefully, or tried to at least, to this boy, Pie, who's name made her hungry. But he was so cute, Evolette just wanted to squish him. She didn't though. I mean, how random would that be? Hmm. Maybe later.

Eying the other team, Evolette nodded, glancing at Pie once more, "They have no sense of style." she replied. She could totally make their uniforms better. They needed McKenna TLC.

Jumping when Cam grabbed her hand, Evolette squealed. HE WAS GOING TO BITE HER AGAIN! But, luckily for her, he dropped it again, rather quickly. Therefore she had no need to have a heartattack.

Deeeeep breaths McKenna. DEEEEEEP BREATHS.

"Yes." she replied, trying to smile at Pie as she tried to remember how to breathe correctly, "I do like candy. I don't have a favorite, I like pretty much everything."

Yes. Evolette McKenna liked to eat. Not like you could tell by looking at her.

Pietro nearly fell backwards when the boy sitting on the other side of Evolette basically JUMPED at him when he showed him candy. Pie had never seen another boy get excited over candy like he did! Quidditch was a GREAT sport. Helped you meet people. He was enjoying this a LOT. He gave each of them a chocolate frog and closed the bag. "There you guys go. There's more where that came from...somewhere." Pie wasn't one to share his secret spot with just ANYONE in the school.

When Evolette commented on the style of the British team, Pietro nodded in agreement. "You know what they need on their uniforms? Some color. Possibly a different color scheme. They need to take pointers from our team. They're looking AMAZING today." Hearing Professor Shackleton's voice screaming, he was slightly reminded of his aunt. "Shackleton's kinda scary sometimes. I'm not gonna lie."

"See? I just knew someone was going to get kicked," remarked the blond with a wrinkled nose and a flailing hand. Although, Daphne was pretty sure Paris could handle a kick, or two. "However, watching Professor Macadrian...makes me wonder."

Hogwarts Staff = Insanity? Mayhaps. At least there weren't any flying pants this time. At least not yet.

"The quaffle is up once more," yawned Daphne covering her mouth delicately with one gloved hand before continuing. "And Jack is in possession of said ugly object." Oooh, Jack! "He looks quite charming on his broom, doesn't he?" Maybe he should go around Hogwarts on his broom. Might amp his reputation. "Oh. Oh What are they doing with that bat? Oh that can't be good!" shouted the blond standing up slightly to point at the whizzing bludgers. "Those look mighty deadly? Do you suppose anyone will be knocked unconscious? Ooooooh!"

That would be exciting!

Elizabeth worked her way into the stands for the all-star match, knowing she looked slightly bizarre with a dark blue wool blanket wrapped around her, over top of her uniform and robes. But after the incident in the Great Hall she never wanted to be that cold again, and since she wasn't going to miss this match, she had to deal with it as best she could. Which meant layers. Even though she wasn't about to wear ten sweaters and look a million times larger than her usual petite size.

Spinning around on her way to look for a seat, as she heard the commentary about the match and feeling a little disappointed she'd missed the very beginning, she accidentally stepped on a trailing edge of her blanket and tripped, thankfully not landing on top of anyone who was watching the players. Regaining her balance, she backed up a few rows, finding a seat finally and sitting down, gathering the blanket around her. Wow Professor Bunbury's fast, she thought, before involuntarily flashing back to the weird bologna thing from a while back. Which made her think about Gingersnapple, and then Macavity and Bella. She needed to focus, so she looked back up at the match, trying to watch the all-star players since there was no way any of them could make her mind go off on random tangents . . .

Cam clapped his hands all jiterry-like when the Hogwarts team was winning. Chyeaaahhh! He looked at Evolette, curious to see why she was having deep breaths... and she looked quite scared there for a second. Hmm. Was it the climax of the Quidditch game that did it? Probably. OOOOH She liked candy too?? He put out his hands in front of him, giving the boy his puppy dog eyes... chocolate mmmmm.

WOO!

Chocolate froggg yup. "THANKYOU." He started nibbling on his chocolate frog and turned to Evolette. "Can I have a biteeee?" Like, she wasn't going to finish the whole thing right?

"Ohhh, I see! I see! Look, Reese! It's Colin McKenzie!!!" she squealed, using her best fangirl voice. She tore her eyes off the field for a split second to greet Torin and glance at Reese's sign. Jack was absolutely going to love that! "Awesome, Reese! I bet he's happy to see that...yup!" She sort of eyed Reese for a moment, wondering if there was a little something up between she and Jack.

"GOOOO, FRITZERA!"

"Okay, okay, so this is totally going against Hogwarts, but I just have to do this one itty bitty thing. I'm sure the professors won't mind if I just really quickly...ya know," she said, sort of trailing off on those last two words. She pulled out a poster off her own and held it up. She just couldn't help it. Colin MacKanize was just ooohhhh-so-cute. She was sure her professors would forgive her just this once on account of the fact she was in a complete and total state of fangirldom.

"GOOOO, COLIN MACKENZIE!"

Robert ran up the steps of the stands wearing his Puddlemere United gear that they had sent him. He knew that no one there was from that team but in just a few months he'd be flying and playing with all of these people. It excited him greatly and he looked around. His eyes caught on a small figure wrapped in a blanket and he headed over there whistling. "Are you excited?" He asked Liz as he sat down beside her looking out at the match. He wrapped his arm around Liz and looked at her curiously, "Why are you wearing that anyway?"

"Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay Jack!" cheered Daphne happily, throwing her arms up, cheeks bright red from a mixture of excitement, admiration and the effects of the cold wind. "You're soooo coool!"

PRETTY1111!1!11ONEONE

In her daydreaming (and fangirling) Daphne didn't notice the sparkly gold ball flying at hyper-speed near her booth. Snitch? What? Where? Whoooo caaared?


Jaaaaaaaaack!1!!

Willow had been sitting behind Evolette the entire time. She'd just been . . . quiet. Yes, Cameron Karsten was sitting next to her friend, after all, and she did not think that getting devoured by a pre-pubescent Slytherin boy was a pretty way to go way. Nope, not at all.

So, yes - she'd been very quiet, watching the game and thinking that appareances could be deceicing. She would have NEVER imginaed that Bunbury could actually FLY without crashing against the nearest wall, let along to play Quidditch.

Oh, and the snitch had been spotted. "Go, Greene!" Never mind that she would be playing for Hogwarts during the other session; Willow would NEVER, not in a million years, support a team in which What's-her-face-Greenwood was playing. And the fact that Kaika played for them did not help either.

Pietro's eyes were watching the game. These so called professional players were sucking hardcore. Boo to them. They were getting their butts kicked by the Hogwarts players. Then there was Daphne who had absolutely no idea what she was talking about. "DAPHNE HOPTON THE SNITCH HAS BEEN SPOTTED! THE SPARKLY THINGY IS A SNITCH!" He kept watching the players, hoping someone would catch it. "Come on Hogwarts get the snitch!"

Blink.

"What on earth are you going on about, sweetheart?" interrogated Daphne slightly irritated that she couldn't be left alone to observe Jack Fritzera in all his glory. Daphne stood up and pointed at what she thought was the snitch but could have been the sun playing tricks on her. "That? That? That's the snitch? Are they getting that? Hellooooooooo!" she called out to the pretty Captain Man. "Is your team going to be fetching this here Snitch?"