She was late; she knew it. Was it her fault that her husband had burned their meal? She loved Jason, but not his cooking skills. So, bringing with her the smell of singed everything, Tiara entered the viewing area a bit behind schedule.

She looked for the score, but didn't see it immediately. Frankly, she hoped Slytherin would win, but for purely selfish reasons. Ravenclaw currently trailed Gryffindor in the house cup standings, not Slytherin. Plus Gryffindor had beaten them earlier in the season, so she would be happy to see Slytherin take them down.

She scooted up near Cassiopeia and Anastasia. "Hello all," she said briefly, not wanting to break the players' concentration.