Miranda had almost been shoved out of her path by some ugly looking student. But she elbowed him back. Bah! She wasn't a Chaser for nothing. Hehehe.

She had just asked Miss. Kizzie a question, though surely, during the commotion and the general chaos inside the tents, it was bound to be overheard. Well, she would just try again, no biggie.

"Miss Ainsley..." Miranda got closer to her idol, "Would you mind if I take a picture for our Yearbook?" Ooooooh please say yes!

"Yes, yes, same to you, kid," Kizzie replied, nodding a few times at the young Gryffindor kid. "Thanks for the gift basket, too. I'll definitely enjoy it!" Kizzie laughed a little at what the kid said about Colin. Colin wasn't really all that bad, but he could definitely stand to be knocked down a notch or two. Nevertheless, he was one heck of a quidditch player. "I'm not sure where Rhys is. Probably late like the rest of those boys. Well, all except Kip and Quinn. They got here even before I did!" She nodded in reply to his thank you. "Quidditch World Cup...I definitely can't wait. See ya, kid!"

Just as Kizzie turned away from the Gryffindor boy, another kid, this time a girl, walked right on up to her. Kizzie took a moment to admire the girl's hair color (purple...how unique!) then accepted a drawing the child had made for her. Wow, this school was just full of aspiring poets and artists, hmm? "Oh, well, thank you," she said, flipping the paper over to look at the kid's work. Whoa. The drawing really did look like Kizzie, hmm? "This is really good. It looks just like me," she remarked. "Thanks, kid!"

Kizzie blinked as the boy proceeded to talk about a million miles an hour. It took her half a minute to process it all. When he done, she smiled a little at his comment about her being cute. "Ha, thanks," she replied. "I'd be happy to take a picture and sign it. Only, I don't have a camera on me. Did you bring one?"

Did she remember this kid? Hmm...slighty. She seemed to remember creating an autograph for him the last time she was here at Hogwarts. She squinted her eyes at him, thinking carefully about the last time she was here at Hogwarts.

Then it hit her. "Oh, yes! Fido, right! I remember you, Fido!" she exclaimed. "How've you been since we last met?"

" Hello LouAnn, I see you got good marks for your poem" Jason told her. " I knew you were a genious" Jason said to LouAnn. " You are the purple girl in the stands while I sm the hoarse boy rooting in the stands for Gryffindor" Jason explained to Lou Ann. " Like to go to HoneyDukes with me ?" Jason asked her. " You will not have to use a stick with me" Jason laughed.

"Sorry for talking so fast" Jason told Kizzie." I could not wait to meet you and got excited" Jason said to Kizzie.
Yes, I happened to bring a camera" Jason told her. "Are you ready for a picture?" Jason asked Kizzie.

Hehe. Kiri sounded so excited about her Quidditch game, as a real player. Em liked that enthusiasm, it made him feel great. As he listened to her speak and comment about her two goals, Em gasped, "Wow, congratulations, maybe you should try out next year, I mean...that excitement, is unrepeateable in life..." Well, for someone who could stand being more than 30 feet above ground, over a broom and chasing each other. Gulp...fear of heights.

Ooh, Raiden. "Ehem...so, what happened with Raiden?" Em hoped Kiri knew what he meant...And his curiousity was not lost, yet.

"Yes, Diana is my sister and yes, she's a Quidditch fan. Not that big, but quite follower of the Brittish team..." He commented, rolling his eyes a bit.

''A piece of today to remember that i saw you...hmm...'' Josh repeated pretending he was thinking hard ''...might be but i don't need memorials, my memory is one of the best in the world'' he watched the captain of the team as he was examining his paper, the questions he did write in about 10 seconds. *Smirk* He really did not care who he was he was just wondering his reaction to the questions. It even surprised Josh when he put his signature nevertheless. Weird man. Anyway it might make Rose happy and he could give her the paper. He kept watching him as he answered the questions with his own quill which reflected his character, Josh thought and half smiled at him when he gave the paper back. ''I suppose so'' he replied ''Thanks for your time big Quidditch hero'' he said with a little bit of sarcasm in his tone and waved a goodbye to him before leaving.

Borrowing a Quill from another student, Celandine, for the second year running, autographed Quinn Gallaghers arm.

Celandine blew a little kiss at Quinn and decided she'd better go and give Drake his picture too, they were probably starting to run out of time after all.

"Owl me some time, Q!" Celandine waggled her fingers and then bounced over to Drake Warren.


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She approached the other beater and cleared her throat.

"You probably don't remember me." LIES. He totally would! She was his favourite, he totally said and even signed that on her arm!

"But I drew you a picture this time instead of signing your arm." She smiled sweetly and held out the picture.

"Thank you," Kiri said, beaming at Emiliano. "Maybe I will try out next year. But we have a lot of talented players in our house. I was only able to play because they were all missing. I think they're much better than me," she added lightly. "But I don't know. I could try to persuade my parents to buy me my own broom, and then I'd be able to train during the holidays."

Oh, but the next topic wasn't something she really wanted to talk about. Quidditch was much safer. Glancing into the crowd again, Kiri thought furiously. She had never told another person... Partly because she didn't feel like anyone she talked to at Hogwarts should know, but also because as far as she knew, no one had found out about it yet. Kiri was pretty sure she wanted to keep it that way.
But Emiliano was leaving soon. And she did trust him, and maybe it wouldn't be such a bad idea to just tell someone... He might even have some advice for her.
"Um," she said, blushing. "Come here." She pulled Emiliano's face down to her level and whispered in his ear.

"Raiden and I, er, I think we just started to, you know, notice each other last year. And we became really good friends and everything, and then... I dunno, I think I really like him... Remember the camp-out at the end of term? We were toasting marshmallows and everything, and I left for a while to wander around. And... I saw Raiden there, and we talked for a while, and, and... and then I kissed him."
Kiri's face felt on fire. She continued,
"He was a bit, you know, surprised, but he wasn't mad or anything. But he told me that he's not sure if he likes me, right? Because he's also... good friends with another girl. So I don't know... It was really awkward to see him again after the holidays, but I didn't do anything, and he didn't bring it up again, so I thought I'd just, er, follow along and didn't mention it. We're still friends and everything."

She released her hold on his neck and stepped back, looking anywhere but Emiliano's face. Already she couldn't remember why she had even decided to tell him.

For the second time, LouAnn laughed along with Kip. She was glad he caught on to her little bit of cleverness. "Yeah, yeah, LouAnn Purple with a purple face. I've had blue before, too, you know. Last week, I got stuck in the ice just after Flying class. By the time my classmates pulled me out, I was blue in the face!" she explained.

She shook her head when he asked if the Falcons were her favorite team. "Nope, the Gryffindor Lions are, but the Falcons are among my other favorite teams," she honestly said. LouAnn was a very honest person, and with that came the ability to not sugar coat anything. She wasn't going to lie to Kip. He was being far too nice to her for that! "Are the Gryffindor Lions your favorite team?" she asked, turning the tables on him. She smiled to let him know she was asking that in a lighthearted way.

"Hi, Jason," LouAnn said, waving at the Gryffindor boy. Yeah! Imagine that, huh? High marks!" She waved her hand in a 'don't even mention it' way when he said she was a genius. "I don't know about a genius, but I do manage to get by." She shrugged when he asked about going to Hogsmeade. "Okay, cool. We can get a big group of Gryffindors together one day and have a Lions Day Out!"

She remembered him? Fyo's eyes brightened cheerfully - and then his face fell. "It's Fyo," he corrected. He remembered the last time he had been around here - remembered, too, that he had acted like a complete fool, that time round. He was glad things were better, now - the shreds of his crush on the famous star still lingered, but his head was thankfully clearer, with no 'fancy' notions about her.

"I've been fine, Miss Ainsley," the fourth year said, looking up at Kizzie again. Which was, to be completely honest, a big, VERY fat lie - because he hadn't been fine, not one bit. But he did not need to trouble anyone else with his problems - not that she had the time to listen, in the first place. "I wrote a poem for you, ma'am -" to win points for Flying class - "and I wanted to give it to you." This was the second time, this term, that he had been made to write a poem as part of school-work -- usually, he penned them because Torin wanted a bit of love poetry to flatter Professor Bunbury with.

As he spoke, Fyo held out a large file folder - it was expertly painted, and he had bought it from a shop near his home, before coming to Hogwarts. Inside the folder was clipped a single piece of parchment, that read:


It was a modest poem, and Fyo had written it from the heart - he had not had to exaggerate, he was thankful, because Miss Ainsley's flying skills were both brilliant and well-known. Hopefully, she would like the poem - he was not an expert at poetry, but his words were sincere.

Sincerity mattered, didn't it?

It seemed as if her name was being called from a number of different directions now. Kizzie turned around and around, trying to figure out who it was calling her and where they currently were. That was when her eyes fell upon a young lady asking if she'd mind taking a photo for the yearbook. "Of course I don't mind! I'm happy to have the opportunity," she said, with a smile. Kizzie struck a pose and prepared herself for the photo. "Ready when you are!"

"Not a problem, young man. Not a problem at all," she remarked. Seeing that she was already in pose for the picture she'd agreed to take for the young lady working for the yearbook, Kizzie nodded. "Okay, I'm in pose and ready to go when you two are!"

Still waiting for the photo to be taken, Kizzie happily accepted a few items from a boy standing nearby. Her jaw dropped when she saw the lovely drawing of the Holyhead Harpies. "Oh...my! You're quite the artist, you know! I'm very, very impressed by your skills. The Harpies (and I, of course!) will love this," she said. She peered at the poem he'd written, as well. It really warmed her heart to see the efforts the kids had gone to. "...and an excellent poet, as well, I see. Thank you, thank you, young man."

"Oh, hello there," Kizzie greeted, smiling at the newest kid to approach her. She could used to this, yes she could. Fans at a fierce quidditch match were fun to greet, but the kids at Hogwarts were so genuine and sweet. It just really brought her down to the Earth. "How are you today?"

Kizzie smiling warmly at the young girl who'd just greeted her. She seemed so nervous, and really, there was nothing to get nervous about. To be honest, sometimes Kizzie was just as nervous to meet the fans as they were to meet her. "Hey there," she replied. "Why thank you! That really means a lot to me, and I'm honored to have heard it. It's messages like that one that keep me on my toes and wanting to try as hard as I can, you know." She nodded when the girl asked for an autograph. "Of course you may." On a piece of parchment, she wrote:

Keep being so nice and polite! You make me smile!

- Kizzie Ainsley

Ow.


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Ow.

Blinking a little in response, Jake glanced down at Tibi as he shook the hand that had been extended. Dude, this totally counted as holding a girl's hand, right? RIGHT!

"Well... I... I'll get him on a buhhh-buhhroom... but... I... Idrewyouapicture," Jake blurted out, reaching into his pocket for the rolled up drawing parchment, and extended it to her. "An' an' an' an' an' there's a ppppoem on the back," he beamed, before opening his mouth and reciting it.

After reciting it from memory, Jake smiled sheepishly and waited for a response.

One word:

OhmygoshSHELIKEDIT!

Now, how was a boy - a YOUNG boy - supposed to not crush on a super-pretty, super-famous Quidditch star, when she called him a good artist, and then followed that by labelling him an excellent poet? Life wasn't fair, not fair at ALL, he had to say. Or, rather, think.

"Thank you," Fyo said, with a small but polite small. The praise felt so warm - like a wrap in a really cold day - he even forgot to tell her that the painting was not a work of his own. "I'm glad you like it... will you please sign a copy of Quidditch Through The Ages for me?" With a hopeful glance, he held out book and quill - he wanted to gift the former to Nat on her birthday, and knew how much she would love a copy signed by Kizzie Ainsley.

THE Kizzie Ainsley!

Jack stared down in awe at the pieces of paper in his hand. WOW! Now he had TWO autographs from Kizzie--one for him AND one for Cale. Well, he technically had two for Cale but that other one was not going to him. Nopeeee, not at all.

"Thanks soooo much, Miss Ainsley!" he said, feeling his cheeks blush as she quickly scribbled down the answers to her questions. This was like WAYYY awesome. Plus, he had a really good answer to the question he had asked, which would make for a great article in the near future!

"Can I ask you another quick question?" he asked her with a smile. "Have you always played Chaser? Did you start off as a different position? Did they switch you when you got into the league?"

Ok, that was more than one question, but oh well. Not only was he getting stuff for his article, but it was a bit of personal research too--he didn't want to get switched from Seeker once he got to the professional league!

Evelyn understood what Kizzie was talking about but...she just had to stare at the parchment, not being able to speak; or breathe. She just got an autograph from...Kizzie Ainsley! Finally taking a deep breathe, she smiled up at the Quidditch Chaser. "Thank you." she said, still fiddling with the picture until she held it out in front of her. "I-uh...ummm...drew this for you." Hopefully she liked it. Even if Evelyn drew it while being half asleep, at least she put some charms on it to make it better. (and we can just pretend that the picture is glowing, moving, and slightly holographic =] )

Elbowing a couple of more giants, Miranda was finally standing before her idol. This, AMAZON, with her lovely golden locks and...

"Okaaaaay!" she grinned as Miss Kizzie accepted to take her picture taken. Fiddling with the camera a little, she finally pressed the button.

*flASH!*

"Thankyou so much, Miss Kizzie, ma'm!" she hopped once. "I was also wondering, you two seem to be the only girls on the team...Why is that?" because there were alot of good female players. Why not make a national team with only girls?

Miranda did have dreams of becoming a Harpie, but what if they didn't accept her for whatever reason?
"Have you ever thought about creating your own all girls team, miss?"

And without any warning, she raised her camera again and flashed another picture.

"Well, you never lose anything if you don't try. So it sounds like a good idea to ask for a broom and practice while the summer break." Em said with a grin. Seeing as Kiri was excited about her possibility of entering the team, it made him wonder of seeing her making those many goals, staying in Hogwarts, generally to see the event.

But then, he bent down for Kiri to whisper to his ear. He nodded, may have gasped along the tale of her and Raiden. They had kissed? And Em knew nothing. Wow. Too much information; Em looked at Kiri blush and smiled, assuring her it was okay. "Err. Wow. I never knew anything about this..." He whispered back, "...well, it seems like a very complicated situation." He said, reaching out to scratch his head, signs of confussion inside his mind. "But you seem to be taking it with great maturity, I mean it's hard not to bring up the subject when both of you know it happened, and both being friends and all..the rest." Okay, his words were twisted, he gulped.

"Thanks for trusting me this..." Emiliano whispered, as he felt like let go and able to give her a small squeeze. How sweet it was from Kiri to let Em know about it. He smiled, though let out a sigh.

Kiri tucked her hair back behind her ear so that Emiliano could whisper to her. She stared straight ahead as he talked, trying to think. At least he hadn't laughed or anything like that.

Not that he had a lot of helpful things to say. She had to admit that she felt bad about thinking that, but Emiliano was much older and more grown-up than Kiri. She'd have expected something more substantial. But then again, she considered, turning around to whisper into Emiliano's ear again, he probably hadn't imagined that she was going to tell him something as, well, dramatic as this. He was looking for an autograph from Emma Greene!

"Yes, you're the first one to know about what happened. I don't know, er, if Raiden has ever told anyone, but for me, you're the first," she murmured. "I dunno if I'm really mature about this. I mean, I'm just going along with it! Maybe I should tell him again... I'm just scared, I think."

She sighed into his ear, then stepped back. "It's complicated, isn't it..." she said.

He tried not to grin too stupidly as she talked to him. "I'm doing great. How are you?" He was still feeling a little starstruck by her even though he had already met her last Term. He still had her autograph. "I drew a picture of you," he added quickly.

(I lost the quote from Quinnsomewhere ... LOL. )

Iris smiled at Quinn as he gave her the parchment back. "Thanks, Quinn! Really!" Iris looked at him, kind of understanding why all of the older girls seemed to be fan girling over him when she heard someone shouting her name.

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Aaron basically ran from the Slytherin notice board to the Pitch in about 5 minutes. Which is extremely fast considering how big hogwarts is.
"IRIS, IRIS, IRIS, IRIS, IRIS, IRIS, IRIS!!!" Aaron said running towards the tent and next to Iris who seemed to be asking for an autograph for... Quinn Gallagher!

Aaron couldn't breathe as she was getting the autograph. He took a moment to notice the rest of team England in the tent. Yeah, I'm definetly going to feint.

"H...H...H...Hi. Qu-Qu-Qu- Quin." He said struggling for his notepad and a pen. "Do you mind giving me an autograph-t-too?" He said finally retreiving it and holding it out for the Quidditch player to take.

Iris laughed as she saw that it was Aaron. "Hi Aaron. Any particular reason why you're shouting my name that loud?" She watched him as he asked for an autograph too. Star struck much? ...

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But when someone began to yell from the side, Quinn shut his eyes then opened them to find someone studdering before him. "You ever thought of becoming an announcer for Quidditch," he couldn't help but chuckle. He gently took the piece of paper from the boy and began to scribble.

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"N...No, Mr. Gallagher," Aaron said taking the autograph. i'm going to go all fanboy on all these players. "But I am a chaser on the Slytherin Quidditch team." he said normally again.

Aaron was finally back to normal when Alistair Cleaver came right next to Quinn. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHH!!! ALISTER CLEAVER!!! "Hi Alaister!" he said when he was finished talking with Quinn. "Can I have your autograph, too? Please?" He said just as nervous as he was when he asked Quinn. He handed out his notebook for Alistair to sign.

Iris grinned as Aaron started to go all 'OMG' again and decided that now would be a good time to go and find some of the other team members. She would have to dig out the picture she'd drawnt, too ... Other wise there would be no points for here, would there?

Since the man didn't really answer, Livvy could only assume that it meant as a 'yes'. Even if it didn't... too bad. The assignment needed to be done and if he didn't like it... too bad. He'd get over it. "Mr. Gallagher! Could you please answer my questions or write 'em down on the piece of paper?" she asked, urgently, trying to shout as loud as she could so she could be heard over the crowd.

Livvy then shoved the piece of parchment in his face. Not rudely, but strong enough so he would be forced to take it.

Oh! Oh! Drake Warren! There he was!

Livvy turned and made her way towards Drake Warren also. "Hi Mr. Warren. Could I get your autograph?" she asked, smiling as she held onto her beater's bat for him to sign. Oh. Her drawing. Smiling up at the man, Livvy pulled out the drawing that she drew of Drake Warren and handed it to him. "This is the picture I drew of you. It's not a work of art or a masterpiece but I hope you like it!" It was the best she could do under such short amount of time.

"You're welcome, of course. Oh and thank you," she said, holding up the gifts he made for her. She couldn't wait to show all her teammates the awesome drawings and poems she'd received. She imagined they received quite a few, too. She nodded when he asked about signing his copy of Quidditch Through the Ages. "I'd be more than happy, too!"

Keep creating fabulous artwork and beautiful poetry! You'll be famous some day, kid!

- Kizzie Ainsley

"...and you're welcome, too," she politely replied. She listened carefully to the questioned he had, forming answers in her head while she waited for him to finished. "Let's see...yes, I've always played Chaser, even back in school. They tried to put me as seeker once, but I wouldn't have it. I'm sort of attached to the position I'm in now," she replied. "So, no...I never started off in another position, and no, they didn't switch me when I made it into the leagues. I tried out for chaser and earned that spot!"

Oh! Another drawing! Kizzie was beginning to loooove all the amazing pictures she was getting from these kids. They were all such wonderful artists, too! She happily accepted the drawing from the girl, shooting her a little smile as she did so. Her eyes flickered down to the paper and a smile spread across her face. "Do they teach art here or something? You kids are spitting out professional level drawings around here! Thank you! I just love it," she said. "Oh, and I see you've added some special effects, too!"

Seeing that the girl was ready to take the photo, Kizzie got back into her pose and waited for the camera to flash. And flash it did! Kizzie blinked for a few seconds, trying to regain her eyesight. "Did ya get it?" she asked. Merlin, she sure hoped so! "You're welcome, kid. Well, as far as being the only two females on the team, it's because we were the ones who earned the spot. There are people who chose the all-stars, and I suppose they just happened to feel as if the people you see in here today were the right people for the spot."

"I'm doing awesome, kid. Just awesome," she remarked. "Did you really? Well, let's see it! I can't wait to see what you've come up with!" She'd have to bug the coach to bring them back to Hogwarts more often. Kizzie was getting spoiled with all these poems and pictures!

Oh! Kizzie was staring, maybe she didn't like her hair. She immeadiately changed her hair to a more normal, frizzy blonde. "Oh, thank you! This means a lot to me." she smiled shyly, purple eyes gleaming. "Well, er, I guess you have other stuff to do, but thanks again." she backed away awkwardly, watching from the wall of the tent. She had forgotten to ask for an autograph! Darn it.

Evelyn was standing with her hands behind her back, griping onto her notepad practically for dear life, and holding her breathe...Did she say she liked it? She looked happy and...

Trying her hardest not to giggle or anything, she smiled and nodded, not really knowing what she was doing. "Yea..." she said, before frowning slightly and shaking her head. "Oh, no, I mean no. They don't teach art. I wish they did though, I would definitely take the class." Okay, no rambling. Rambling bad.

*squee* She loved it! "You're welcome." Evelyn said, her smile widening even more. And she noticed the effects! "It seemed really boring just black and white so I added stuff." Wait...this was a picture of her. Evelyn's eyes widened as she hastily continued. "Not that you are boring. I don't think you're boring. Just...black and white you know?" 'Oh my...Merlin! I'm ruining everything!'

He nervously took out the drawing he did for her and handed it over. It wasn't anything great - he couldn't draw people - but he had tried. Hopefully it did her some justice.

Kizzie smiled politely at the two young girls chatting with her. She waved at the one who was leaving then turned towards the other. "Black and white drawings are just as pretty as colorful drawings, you know. Sometimes simplicity can say a lot," she said.

Speaking of black and white drawings, the young man (Torin) standing nearby was handing her one now. She happily accepted it, studied it for a moment, then smiled again. "I absolutely love it! You spent a lot of time on this. Thank you," she said.