Hogwarts Funding Support
 

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If you're an alumni, student or a general supporter of furthering the next age of witches and wizards this is the booth for you! Situated just to left of the petting zoo, the Hogwarts Support Booth is set up in all of its Hoggy Hogwarts glory. The booth is doused in the four different colours of the Hogwarts houses to show school spirit with a bright purple sign that says Hogwarts Support Booth across the top.

So step up and donate anything from knuts to galleons to keep the school functioning in tip-top shape for our young witches and wizards. Out across the booth are several glass jars for you to donate your money. But don't be fooled because once you donate the jar will not let you take your money back!

Be a supporter of academia and give a hand...or a galleon or two...to Hogwarts. And maybe get something in return. ;)

OOC: Have fun interacting with two Hogwarts Governors, Carter Phillips and Sherman Clark (lemon and LilFox06), and all the goodies they have to share!

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Beijing was aware that Hogwarts was having financial difficulty, she believed it would be good to donate to the school.

Only, what about the school would be changed? "Excuse me" she said "What kind of things are people planning to fix at Hogwarts?" she asked.
Not wanting her money to be going into something she believed unsuitable "I mean, how are the donations going to be used?".

Adi was just wandering around, taking in everything Diagon Alley had to offer. And it was so cool that there was a festival on too! It made him realise that he liked hippogriffs alot. He wanted one for a pet! But that wasn't likely. He really hoped Hogwarts had some!

Speaking of Hogwarts. Adi observed the four House colours decorating a booth along with what looked like collecting jars. He had heard that the school was going through some financial trouble. "It won't hurt to donate,'' the soon to be Hogwarts student thought and skipped happily over to the booth. Reaching it he grinned to the person who was no doubt over seeing the collecting. "Hello, Mister! Here you go!'' Adi dropped three galleons into the jar.

Wheelchair positioned next to Carter, the elderly man adjusted his tie and looked brightly at people passing by. COME. COME DONATE. DO IT FOR HOGWARTS. DO IT FOR THE CHILDREN. Or for this wee little old man with the big smile and zoo accessories.

What? They were right next to a petting zoo, and when was he ever going to get a chance to wear that tie again, huh?

Oh! Oh, look a lady. With a question. Sherman tried not to pay attention to her nails and get scared again, because it was his job as a Hogwarts governor to not wheel away from terrifying ladies with claws for fingers.

"Good day, ma'am," he greeted with a polite bow of his head. "I'm sure you've heard of the recent goblin repossession at Hogwarts? Many items were taken from the school's classroom supplies, and this money will be put to use for purchasing more materials to provide our students with the good education they deserve." Hopefully that answered her question, but he could be more specific if need be.

Look at this young lad, helping out the school! Sherman grinned broadly back at him, clearly delighted. "Thank you for your donation, young man!" Three whole galleons, oh my. He for one of the Hogwarts tees that were stacked on the table. "The school appreciates your assistance." And they were showing their gratitude with a shirt, see?

It was for him. He nudged it at the boy, still beaming.

"And a shirt for your help," he commented after Carter's thanks, pushing a tee toward her as well. A tee for everyone who donated galleons, Hogwarts quills for those with the sickles, and the ones with the knuts.. they could have BIG smiles.

Really big.

"You're welcome, Sir!'' Adi replied. "My Dad always tells me to help out whenever I can.'' And a Tee shirt for him! Awesome! "Thank you,'' he added reaching for it. "I'll wear this on the day I leave for Hogwarts. I'm starting this upcoming term.'' And he was rather excited about it! Would this kindly old man be there sometime, maybe checking up on things? Adi wondered.

She acknowledged the elder in his wheelchair, he was wearing the perfect neck tie for volunteering at a children's fundraiser.

Two children ran by and dropped off their donations. One received a large T-shirt for their donation of galleons. Beijing did not want a commercial, plain Hogwarts T-shirt. She would have donated galleons; but now that she knew she would get a shirt, she would give sickles and knuts instead.

Although, she would wait before donating those sickles and knuts and ask another question. "What kinds of materials?" Was he referring to quills and parchment, because those things are often brought by the students.

At least in Beijing's day that's what happened. "Desks and chairs?" those were the kind of things students couldn't bring themselves. She wanted to wait until it was absolutely clear about where her money was going to go.

She tapped her long finger nails on the table, they were magical after all.

Giving the gentleman a nod and a friendly smile, Emma took the shirt. "Thank you. This will be a lovely reminder of my time interning in Diagon Alley." She folded the shirt nicely and placed it in her chartreuse bag.

"It's no problem! Thank you for your donation!" He smiled brightly at the young lady once again, before turning back to the boy with the other tee.

"You're definitely helping out, young lad. Your own school, too! I'm sure Hogwarts will have plenty of new supplies for you to use in class when you get there, all thanks to your donation." And others, of course. Sherman beamed at him again.

He'd look dashing in that tee, he would.

A bag? As the girl spoke to him, Sherman smiled back broadly, peeking inside of it. That.. was a lot of coins, and he at once set to counting them. Who was this girl's father? Was he here? Could he shake hands with him personally and thank him for- son of a garden gnome, that was FORTY galleons.

This girl was an angel sent from above.

"Wait! Wait, you forgot your.." But she was gone.

".... t-shirt."

And he was going to have let her take one for her father, too.

"The materials repossessed by the goblins include crystal balls for divining, Astronomy telescopes, ingredients the children use in their Potions classes, and furniture from the healing ward- lately, any students injured or requiring healing had to be moved to St. Mungo's for proper treatment- among other things." Did that satisfy her question?

Sherman tried not to look at those long nails. They were.. they were going to get him.. his face... it would be clawed...

Carter would protect him, wouldn't he?

Speaking of Carter. Sherman leaned closer as he began placing the galleons from the bag into the jar. "Forty five galleons so far," he whispered. That was fantastic for only a few minutes into the festival. Surely more people would come around?

He willed more passersby to drop coins into the jars. COME, PEOPLE. COME DONATE. DO IT FOR HOGWARTS. DO IT FOR THE CHILDREN.

Do it for the tie. Yes, the tie. The zoo tie.

"Yes, definitely" she said "I will donate" she rooted through her glittery purse and pulled out her change purse. Her change purse was not glittery, but it was a silken green fabric. She had five knuts and six sickles, all of which she donated. "If you are going to find more materials for Hogwarts, I would love to be a part of making that happen!" she said generously with a smile. And it did need to happen, the more people donated; the sooner the school would be back to normal

"Hello governors!" Nolan Reynolds said with a big grin as he made his way over to the Hogwarts funding table. After the craziness of last term, he'd been making an effort to save up as many galleons as he could to help. After all, his daughter was going there someday. However, he knew that the budget was tight, so he'd been kind of...welllllll...SNEAKING some galleons away from Ginger.

Whatever. It was for a good cause!

"Here's...five galleons. Any little bit helps, right?" he said with a smile to his fellow governors.

Carter grinned. "That's brilliant." He personally hoped the money went toward food. He was very much a guy in that sense. Plus... the students all had their own telescopes and potions ingredients. So, in his opinion, a healthy diet was the best place to start rebuilding the school.

"I like your tie, by the way." he said. "Just don't let the wife see it." Because she might steal it.

Speaking of which, he kept an eye on the petting zoo just to make sure Destiny didn't try to run off with anything there.

Carter grinned. "Hey Nolan." he greeted happily. Yeah. Totally not weird to use his first name.

... or he'd pretend it wasn't anyway.

"Want a t-shirt?" he offered nodding to the table. They were apparently giving them out and not using them for decoration. "Or a chair? You can join us if you'd like." The more Governors, the better, right?

sigh this sight really depressed Mack, having to beg for donations, when she had already told the headmistress that she could pay off their debts... No matter she would put into the jar so that the headmistress couldn't say a word. "That'll show her!!" Mackenzie screamed at the scary woman in her head..

Pulling out a small pouch, the last present that Mack had received from her mother, The blonde pulled out about fifty galleons and put them in a jar. Looking up she smiled, and waited on one of the two people behind the table, she had a question for them.

"Yes and yes!" Nolan said with a grin, grabbing one of the t-shirts and then plopping down next to him in a nearby chair. "I'm on my lunch break for about an hour, so I figured I'd come down here and help the cause," he explained as he took the t-shirt and promptly pulled it on over his button down shirt.

Maybe he'd stay an hour, maybe he'd stay longer. He WAS the manager of the store, after all.

"Hello Corin!" he called to other governor who had just joined them at the booth. He assumed now he was going to be offered a t-shirt and a chair, just like Nolan had, but he let Carter and Sherman get that one. He didn't want to COMPLETELY overtake the booth.

Here was another governor. "Hello Corin." Carter greeted. He watched the older gentleman drop a coin pouch into a jar. Brilliant.

"Care to join us as well?" he asked. Nolan was. "And you get a shirt for your donation." If he wanted one.

Carter smiled at the next person. "On behalf of the Board or Governors, thank you for your donation." he said holding out a shirt. She could have it. Yay for shirts.

"Welcome to the party then." Carter said dragging his chair a little to make more room. "Have things been well then?" he asked. Friendly catch up. He hadn't really seen anyone since their last board meeting.

Not that he really knew any of the Governors well before then. He should change that. They all worked together after all.

Mack took the shirt smiling and took a deep breath. "Is there a cap on how much we are allowed to donate?" the small blonde asked politely, she needed to know these things.. Her grandparents were due anytime now to the festival and she knew that she could get them to donate as well... I mean after all it was for their only granddaughters education, how could they say no to that?

She looked around as she waited on the answer from the nice people working the booth, she liked them.. why couldn't everyone that she had met from Hogwarts be the same way?

IT WAS COLIN MACKENZIE. IT WAS. LOOK IT. IT WAS. THAT THERE WAS COLIN MACKENZIE. If there was anything that could've made West turn into an excited puppy dog it was this. The tall fifteen year old was supposed to be meeting his girlfriend around here but ALL OF THAT WENT OUT THE DOOR WHEN HE SAW COLIN MACKENZIE. THE COLIN MACKENZIE. West DEFINITELY recognized the man behind the dark sunglasses.

He sidled up and did his best to play it cool.

Ahem. Hem hem. Cough. Over here. Cough.

"Excuse me? Er... Mr Mackenzie?" GONNADIEEEERGHgGHsdkgsaldk SO EXCITED. Cough. "I'm West Odessa, I'm a big fan of what you do for the Magpies. Can I have your autograph, please sir?"

"Why thank you! ... does your wife not like zoo ani- Nolan! Corin!" Sherman had been busy trying to peek in the jars and count more galleons, but now that his fellow governors were here, he tried to relax a little. There were so many people donating! Mrs. Rae-Branxton would be ECSTATIC, he was sure of it. Plus they had company now!

Was Corin going to pull up a chair, as well?

The more, the merrier, right?

Was that Colin MacKenzie?

Sherman tried his best not to offer to let him pull up a chair as well. Could he autograph a tee? For his granddaughter? For HIM? The old man beamed even more and nudged a shirt at the man, nearly too excited to speak. "Thank you for your donation, sir. Would you like a-"

And then his shirt offer was RUDELY interrupted by a KID. A really, really long one, at that. By the name of...

... West Odessa? Sherman knew that name.

His gaze shifted from the Quidditch player to the gangly boy who somewhat resembled an overexcited puppy at that exact moment. He was just there for the autograph? Not even going to donate to their cause? Didn't have a single knut to spare for a crippled old man, as well as ANOTHER professional player and two governors?

Tsk, tsk. How shameful.

Not that Sherman had reasons to be overly judgmental. Because he wasn't. Really.

Carter shook his head. "We won't say no to money, but we really don't recommend posting anything above your means." he said with a nod. So, really, minus looking snobby and taking away the opportunity for others to donate, there wasn't any problems with it.

Carter's eyes twitched slightly at the approach of the next supporter. Colin MacKenzie. 'MacKenzie." the Puddlemere Chaser greeted. And that was enough of a polite response from him. He'd let Sherman and the fan boy take care of that.

Carter laughed. Did his wife like animals? She was obsessed. "I'm practically running a zoo actually." At least, that was how his sister described it. "Pretty sure starting one is her retirement plan for me." Whenever he got too old for quidditch.

His eyes glanced over at the petting zoo again. He then lowered his voice. "Almost didn't make it to our wedding actually. She was plotting on how to best steal a giraffe."

Carter tilted his head to his side. He recognized that name. Evolette... Evolette. And then it hit him. "You were Head Girl my first term." ... In case she was wondering. Right. Name. He had one.

"Carter Phillips." he said with a grin. "From the Board of Governors." Youngest member on it actually. He was also chaser for Puddlemere. But that wasn't relevant.

"This is Sherman. Also from the Board." he said introducing his fellow Governor.

"Really? What kind of animals do you two keep? If you opened one, could I get in for free?" Because, you know.. Sherman and Carter were tight like that. Or something. Hadn't Alice been at that wedding? "Your wedding? Giraffes? I thought Alice mentioned something about elephants."

Or maybe it was just because her fake date for that was that one kid who liked the girl who liked the elepha... something. Something something. Something else something.

She talked a lot, it was hard to keep up, you know?

Oh. Pretty lady. With.. long nails. She'd rake his face out. Sherman shrunk back a little, nodding and smiling shyly as Carter introduced him, thankful for the younger board member coming to the rescue. ".... hello."

Merlin, why couldn't ladies clip their claws?

No. No, SHERMAN FIRST. His autographs before the rude kid's one? Yes? Okay?

"Yes, please, sir! Sherman Clark, big fan." He would have stretched over the booth and GRABBED Colin MacKenzie's hand and given it a REAL HEARTY shake, but he was more professional than that. Obviously.

And also germs.

What was.. what was he supposed to give him? For his autograph? Would it be unprofessional to ask him to sign a body part? Hastily, the elderly man undid the tie around his neck and nudged it toward him. Yes. Yes, sign the zoo tie. Lucia wouldn't be too happy, but.. y'know. Whatever. Wives. Hmph. Alice would get it.

Oh, speaking of Alice. "Would you sign something for my granddaughter, too?" Pretty please?

He also hoped that Carter wasn't listening to his childish player obsession. Puddlemere United... Magpies.. didn't.. whatever. Sherman was getting an AUTOGRAPH.

*jumps in* ^_^
 

It wasn't a secret that Ellie only came to the festival for the food. They didn't have food like this ALL the time. And she was always up for stuffing herself with particularly unhealthy munchies. Especially during off-season, when she wouldn't be scolded for her poor choices, or find it harder to work off during grueling team practices the next morning.

Not that she was particularly drawn to the donation station, but she happened to spot it and, keeping up with her record with the charity events throughout the school year, went to give a few galleons.

"Hey Carter," she greeted the familiar face as she dropped her galleons into the jar.

BEAM no one to stop her from donating money. She just needed to watch out for the headmistress, because she would yell at her again. She took out about fifty more galleons from the purse and placed them in various jars. Smiling at her first and second contribution but knew there would be more once her grandparents arrived at the festival.

"Thank you for all you do" And the hyper blonde skipped away from the table to look for her granparents.

YUSSSSSSS AUTOGRAPHYUSSSS YUSSSS. Inwardly West was all celebratory, right up until he noticed the little old man there.

The little old man that was his girlfriend's grandfather.

The little old man that knew that West had kissed someone else.

Had Alice explained everything? That it was okay now? That he'd just been all emotionally overWHELMED and that he was sane again?

He was TORN now. Between COLIN MACKENZIE and feeling all.... awkward and abashed and like slinking away because of circumstances. Not that West was a slinker. He stood up straighter and looked at Mr. Clark. Oh. Something for Alice too? West was gonna ask that.

But in the mean time... West rummaged in his bag an came up with a sheet of parchment (with the Daily Prophet logo on the top) that had all the times of all the Magpies matches, training session, and press interviews over the summer printed neatly upon it. He held it out loosely for Colin Mackenzie to take. He figured it needed an explanation so he didn't look like a crazy stalker, and to prove he had the information for legitimate reasons.

"Could you sign this, sir? I've got this because I'm a Junior Quidditch Correspondent with the Daily Prophet this summer sir," AND A QUIDDITCH FANATIC. BUT NOT A STALKER. "And I play for Slytherin at Hogwarts." And they'd won the Quidditch Cup by a landslide and all the previous term.

Also.... he peeked at Mr. Clark, and sort of mumbled, "Sir, Um.... if... if one of you duplicated this," He couldn't because underage magic and all, "Then maybe Mr Mackenzie could sign one for Alice too." Proper memorabilia then see?

Carter nearly rolled his eyes. This was the bad thing about professional sports. You got people like... well... yeah. "Hey Ellie." he said greeting the Portree seeker. Did she see what was happening?

"Want a shirt?" he offered grabbing one. "One for Treyen as well?" he asked holding up a second. Oh. And most importantly, "Cheesecake later?" Before they had to really gear up.


Carter then nodded and smiled at the blonde as she skipped away. Nice girl.

"Things are good, thanks. Ginger is expecting again!" Nolan said with a big grin. Soon Scarlett was going to have a little brother or sister to play with! "All the more reason to make sure the school is up and running for my kids someday," he joked. "How about yourself?"

He nodded at Sherman when he greeted him and then started scanning the small crowd that had formed in front of the table. Who were some of these people? They seemed to know them - apparently the one guy was a Quidditch star. Ok. Nolan didn't really follow Quidditch so he'd take their word for it.

"Thanks for the donation!" he said cheerfully. That was a lot of galleons!!

Nolan was TOTALLY surprised that one of his favorite ex-students, Ellie Stone, hadn't even NOTICED the former professor sitting there. Must have been the t-shirt he was wearing. Or something. "Hello Miss Stone!" he called cheerfully to her with a grin.

He was just in SUCH A GOOD MOOD TODAY! Maybe he'd never go back to the store today. The employees could fend for themselves, right?

Kitty knew Hogwarts was in a dangerous situation concerning money, and it was not just from reading the Prophet. Why, her own younger sister (Raven) who attended Hogwarts had had to be paying money just to pass in and out of the common room this term! This could NOT continue. And so Kitty walked up to the jars and started emptying her purse into it. Then her fingers slipped and she accidentally poured the thing into it! Annoyed with herself, she tried to take some of the coins back. "HEY!"

Colin MacKenzie, too! Sorta.
 

...Yes, Carter, as a matter of fact, she DID notice. Ellie's eyes widened at the Magpie's coach and....those getting his autograph. Her gaze slid to Carter to give him a look of disbelief. They had TWO current Quidditch players RIGHT THERE, and they wanted an autograph of one past his prime?

Though, admittedly, MacKenzie had an amazing track record under his belt. But he wouldn't be getting a paper shoved under his nose from her. She had other idols.

Anyway. Carter. "...Sure," she said, accepting the shirt and, "Definitely," for the one for Treyen. They could MATCH. ....In the seclusion of their apartment. Alone. But for the two of them, it would be amusing.

OH HEY HER NAME! Maybe SHE was going to get Quidditch love, too! HAH, Carter.

But when Ellie saw who it was, she knew it wasn't for Quidditch...it was BETTER. HOW DID SHE NOT SEE HIM THERE??!!! "REYN!!!!!!!!!!" she unnecessarily shouted at her favorite former professor.

Dav ^^
 

Well this was an awkward first stop. She eyed the governors there and gave them each an acknowledging nod. Yes she saw them but she quickly turned her attention back to Magnolia who was pointing out random things herself.

Of course she was just mimicking her dad had been doing but Layla found it cute. She kept going.."oooh...and woooow" every time her daughter pointed out something new, just to patronize her.

"Sure go ahead." She said in reply to Bryce.

Tongue sticking out a little, he searched and searched until he finally pulled out the coins and miscellaneous items from his pant pocket. Mhmmm. 4 galleons, 1 sickle, and 5 knuts in one pocket and 1 galleon, 5 sickles, and 3 knuts in the other. Jingling the coins, he beamed over at his daughter before sticking alllllllll of it in one of the jars.

Yea, that sound was awesome. They all knew it too.

The rest of the coins in his back pockets were for SPENDING though. Wiping his hands on his sides, since they were kinda sweaty, he turned back to his family. "Where toooo now? Hmmmmm?" Poking Magnolia's belly, Bryce chuckled somewhat and glanced around the area.

Everywhere. They should go everywhere.

Layla handed Magnolia over to Bryce when she started reaching for him. Honestly it was hard to miss who the favourite parent was. Layla didn't mind though. Weren't all little girls like that? There was no one like their daddy.

She looked around and took in all the different attractions.

"What about the petting zoo? Then princess Magnolia can have her face painted and then...hmm." She looked around. "Maybe the carousel?" Mags would like that wouldn't she? Wait was there one? She looked again.

N'aawwww Mags!

Holding her, Bryce kinda started to bounce a little, somewhat of a twirl here and a wiggle there with his precious daughter while listening to Layla. Petting zoo. Mmhmmm. Face painted. Adorableness. CAROUSEL! YES! WHERE...was it actually...

"Sounds good." He paused his weird dancing to look around for the things mentioned. "You happen to see which was where?"

"You know she doesn't even try to hide the fact that she likes you better. I can't decide whether I should be offended or not." She chuckled though and poked Magnolia.

Magz was busy enjoying the little jig her dad was doing.

"Hmmm..I think the carousel is that way." She said pointing in the general direction." Though I think they said its a roaming carousel so it might not be in the same place as earlier before." Hmmm or something.

Alice wasn't late. She wasn't.

The fifteen year old had just been checking all the wrong places for certain people (aka staring at the Mechanical Hippogriff, SHE wanted to right that thing). At the moment, though, she was wandering the street area aimlessly, still looking. Maybe he was at the food area. And if he wasn't.. well. Food was there, too. Win-win situation, yeah?

Was that her grandfather's booth over there?



That kid.. interned? At the Daily Prophet? With his granddaughter? Funny, because Alice had incidentally forgotten to mention that, and Sherman did not need her spending MORE time with this boy than needed. And that topic would be revisited later, but he had to ignore it for now because.. because...

BECAUSE COLIN MACKENZIE WAS SIGNING HIS TIE. (!!!!!!!!)

Sherman didn't squeal, but if it was professional to make high-pitched, girlish noises, he would have been right then. "Thank you, sir! It was a pleasure meeting you." No, really. It was. He would treasure this experience for the rest of his elderly life, honest.

Beaaaam.

And.. and this day was only getting better, because..

"You're Eliana Stone. S-seeker for Pride of P-portree." ALL THE PROFESSIONAL PLAYERS AT HIS BOOTH. "Will you... will you sign my.. my... too.... I...?" Sherman nudged his already-signed-by-Colin-MacKenzie zoo tie at the redhead and smiled shyly. Would SHE sign it?

And then would CARTER, as well?

BEST. DAY. EVER. The birth of his granddaughter had been bumped to second.

"Hello, sir! Thank you for your donation! Have a t-shirt!" Sherman was too HAPPY to say anything else, so he pushed one of the Hogwarts tees at the man and just beaaamed. Did he notice the players? Did he want their autographs, too?

He was probably the only one in the area who were making them sign a zoo tie, though.

So HAH.

Carter grinned. "Yeah? Congratulations." he said excitedly. "Is it still crazy the second time around?" Just out of curiosity. He heard that it was.

"Things are good." he said with a nod. "Just got back from holiday." Which was an incredible amount of fun. "Took my parents on one of those muggle cruises." And other than that there was really nothing he had to announce. But his eyes did wander across the fair to see if Destiny was still around somewhere.

He then rubbed his hands together. "Other than that... things are pretty low key. Just practice." he said with a shrug.


Carter turned his head when he head a sharp hey. "Everything alright?" he asked with a raised brow. "Carter Phillips. Board of Governors." he said introducing himself. And Puddlemere United chaser, but he didn't brag about that like other people here.

Carter watched Ellie's reaction. Was this guy really a big deal? Carter admittedly didn't know much about quidditch history.

Oh. And now she was being asked for an autograph. That was better than watching someone enjoy milking it in.

"Treyen stopping by?" he asked looking around expecting to see him. Or, was he busy with that acting thing? Where were they anyway? He didn't actually know where they lived now that he thought about it.

This was the BEST. Not only had Colin Mackenzie been an amazing player in his time, but he was an epic coach and nobody could deny that he knew what he was doing, and he'd been with the Magpies in some form or another for West's whole LIFE. West was more than glad to have the opportunity to get his signature. THAT was a autograph to keep. WAIT TIL HE TOLD THEO AND BLUE.

"Thank you, sir!" West was all grins as he took both bits of parchment back. He looked at his own autograph first and got a bit starry eyed. Amaaaazing. And one for Alice. Yessss. "Thanks. Maybe we'll get to talk to you in an official capacity later in the summer." Yeah! With the Daily Prophet and all. EXCLUSIVE INTERVIEW? YES?

... but now... err... Alice's grandfather wasn't... y'know... talking to him or anything. West wasn't sure if he was supposed to.... say something? Was he supposed to...

DIDN'T NEED TO. HE WAS SAVED. West lit up, spotting Alice. "Excuse me, sir." He excused himself, before hurrying over to her.

"Alice! Guess who is over there? I mean aside from your grandfather. Colin Mackenzie. The Colin Mackenzie. And he signed this for you!" West held out the parchment for her. "And one for me!"

He didn't even have time to get all awkward about the grandfather part because he was still excited about 'The Hot Scot' Mackenzie, and now entirely happy and excited to see Alice.

Alice Fischer even managed to outshine Colin Mackenzie in West's eyes. She was prettier for one. For another, he was ready for kisses. Hiiiii Girlfriend.

"How's it going? Career still on the rise?" Nolan asked her with a grin. He knew she had gone on to do some Quidditch something or another, but again, he didn't really follow sports. Unless it was Muggle football.


"Thanks!" Nolan said with a big grin. "Unfortunately, yes," he chuckled at Carter's question. "Ginger is not happy about having swollen ankles again, but only a few more months until Scarlett has a little brother or sister," he said with a smile.

He was pretty sure it would be a boy. He wasn't sure. He had a FEELING, you know? Leftover Seer feelings, he hoped!

"Ah, how was that? It didn't break on you or anything right? I hear that tends to happen," Nolan said with a shrug. That wouldn't be very fun on vacation! He looked around at the crowd, which seemed to have slowed down even with a famous person here.

And the Quidditch star. HEHEHEHE.

He stood up and waved a t-shirt. "Come donate and get your t-shirts here!" he called.

BEAM.

Sure she'll sign your tie, little old man! HAH, Carter. "Of course. ...Got a quill?" Because she didn't. And Ellie didn't see what Colin did to imitate him, and conjuring one hadn't come to mind on its own. Her eyes scanned the table for one.

...Heh.

Anyway. "No...Well...maybe... He's at his other job for a bit, I don't know when he'll be back." ...Nor did Ellie leave a note or anything saying where she was should he come home before her. She hadn't expected to be gone long. But now...she might hang out with Carter for a bit. And the old man who wanted her autograph. Heh.

AND SHE DEFINITELY WANTED TO HANG AROUND REYN LONGER.

"It's great!" Ellie answered. Everything was...pretty fantastic. And she just got asked for an autograph, did he SEE that?? Not that it was anything special...just...she tended to avoid that sort of thing. And each one was still kind of exciting anyway.

So...you know...if that answered his career question. Otherwise, "Not exactly rise, though. Maybe next season. Finished same place as last year this past one." Which she was upset about for a bit. She was over it now, though.

"How's...the family?" Settled life?

"You c-can use one of the Hogwarts ones," he told her, nudging one of the school quills on the table for the people who donated sickles at her. This tie was going to be TREASURED. Forever. Could he have it framed? Sherman wanted it framed.

And then Carter could sign it, too.

Also, he totally saw his granddaughter and that noodle boy over there. Totally did. Eyes for them.

Food area. He was definitely there. Sandwiches, too. Alice was turning to head over there before a West came into view, and talking at her and.. what? Colin Mackenzie? What? WHAT WHERE?

And then she took a look that autograph- THAT WAS HIS REAL SIGNATURE- and... West's said his name. Where was her name? Nope. Nope, not there. Not that she wasn't happy to have COLIN MACKENZIE'S autograph, but that could have been for anyone, right?

"Where is he?" She tried to peek around her boyfriend, attempting to get the booth into view, because SHE wanted to see a Colin Mackenzie, too. And also because Alice had to see if there was a grandfather watching before kisses happened. Which... there was.

.... West hadn't talked to him, yeah?

West had no eyes for her GRANDFATHER because his attention was ENTIRELY on Alice. Hiiii Girlfriend. Hiiii. She looked so pretty today. She looked pretty always but he was especially excited today so she was even more noticeably pretty.

"Over at the funding booth." But that wasn't important, where were his kisses and hugs and all? He slipped his arms around her in a hug. "Do you want to eat stuff?"

And kisses. He was ready for kisses.

"I do want to eat stuff. Alice wrapped her arms around his waist in a hug back, resting her chin on his shoulder so she could keep scouring out the funding booth area. WHERE was Colin Mackenzie? That one guy was in the way. Even worse, the guy wasn't blocking her grandfather.

She still saw him looking.

"But I wanna see Colin Mackenzie first. Then ride the Mechanical Hippogriff. And I'll win you a prize at the Plimpy bowl toss. After that, food." She had the day all planned out, see? Organized.

"Lots of stuff." He nuzzled her cheek. "Your grandfather doesn't like me. Did you tell him we made up?" Nuzzlenuzzle. For such a little old frail dude, he was kinda... terrifying. Because what if he wouldn't let Alice see him at all? Or forced her to change schools or locked her up in a tower or something?

Not that any of that would stop West but STILL.

"I did tell him." Old men were good at grudge holding, didn't he know? And Alice wasn't at all comfortable with nuzzling with her grandfather watching, especially with those looks he was giving the back of her boyfriend's head.

"Know what? It's okay. I can see Colin Mackenzie some other time." And just forge her name on that autograph.. she did have a sampling of his handwriting, did she not? "Let's go do stuff now."

She wiggled out from under one of his arms, keeping the other slung around herself, and proceeded to tug him away from the funding booth.

Did she? He shot a quick look over his shoulder toward the booth.

Errr....

... he was watching them. West sort of waved gingerly. Hi. Ahem.

Colin some other time? West looked down at Alice. "Well, yeah we'll get to with this Daily Prophet gig for sure, right?" He smiled at her and looked over his shoulder again as Alice tugged him away.

... he was willing enough to go anyplace if it meant kisses.

Carter just chuckled. "She excited?" Scarlett. How old was she anyway? Just a few years, right?

He chuckled lightly. "Nah. Nothing like that. Everything went well." No breakdowns or accidents or anything of the sort. "Destiny did have a time shopping though." So... the only thing close to breaking was his wallet.

Not really though.

Carter blinked. "... other job?" he asked. As far as he knew, Treyen was acting. Or something. Was that still the case? Maybe not. He didn't know.

"Soooo. Things well then?" he asked. Any wedding plans was what he meant. Treyen and Ellie had been dating since... forever really.

"Eh well, hang in there, every team has ups and downs," Nolan said with a smile. That was certainly true of Hogwarts teams, and muggle teams as well!

"They're good...Scarlett is starting to talk now, and Ginger is expecting again. With a strapping young boy, I'm sure," he chuckled. Oh at least he HOPED! Whatever the case may be, they were having another baby and that was awesome!

"So, are you still mad at Ginger for taking me away from Hogwarts?" he asked with a chuckle. He knew that a lot of the students had blamed her for his departure, and yes, it had been awfully selfish of her but she had CHANGED!

"I'm not sure she entirely understands what's happening, and I think she thinks the baby will be more of a doll than anything," Nolan explained with a chuckle. Explaining things to a two year old was a hassle sometimes.

"Ugh, I know that feeling," he added with a grin when Carter said his girlfriend had gone on a shopping spree. Ginger was practically a shopaholic!

"Oh, thanks," Ellie said, picking up the quill. She signed her name - though, her signature is really just her writing her name out, then picked the tie up and blew on the ink so it would dry without smudging.

"Here you go, sir," she held it out to him.

Grin.

"Mhm," she nodded, "He writes for his old acting company. And then, he acts with his new...ish one. But that's at night Wednesday through Saturday." Because all of that was information Carter cared about. Really, Ellie was just a bit distracted by the old man and the tie that her mouth just rambled on.

She grinned wider. "Things are great. Same with you? And your animals?" Because he had more than she did, she knew. Without living on a farm or having a magizoologist dad like Max.

Meh. No offense, Reyn, but she didn't like hearing that. She had a habit of taking the blame for every loss, even though she knew and was often reassured by Treyen that it was a team effort and she alone wasn't to blame. But she still felt that if she had done better, Portree would have done better. So she simply shrugged at his words. Next season she planned on working so much harder.

"Talk? Like what?" But more importantly, "A BOY! Brilliant! That'll be so much better than I girl! Unless...Scarlett," that was what he said her name was, right? "Isn't a girly girl, of course. Does she like Quidditch?" Because obviously if she did, she'd be be 'cool' in Ellie's book. For a baby, at least.

"Not anymore," she laughed. Of course, she didn't care now that she wasn't even in Hogwarts anymore. "And actually, the professor who took your place, Bishop, I visit her quite often." Nod, nod. "She married the professor who took over Carlton's place when she left, same year as you, and he and I got along well." Ellie nodded some more. "It took a while to warm up to her, though." But now they had a girl, too! And Ellie was working on making her into a Quidditch fan. A Pride of Portree fan, even.

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Madison came to the Hogwarts funding booth, a man deep in conversation stood behind the booth; beside an older man in a wheelchair. The older man looked as though he needed some company, and Madison had come to talk to both of them.

She did not want to interrupt the younger man's conversation, so she waited until he was finished before speaking. While she waited, she slipped her own donation of thirty galleons into the jar.

"Hello" she said brightly to both men "would it be alright if I ask you a few questions? it's for a daily prophet interview." Her quill and clipboard where held tightly out in front of her.

Carter at the end! :P
 

"Well, actual sentences, believe it or not," Nolan replied. Wasn't it just yesterday that she'd just been babbling and pointing at things, calling everything "cat" and "doll" and using only a word or two? Now she could say things like "Daddy I want a new cat" or "Daddy I want a new doll". Before he knew it, she'd be gossiping over the table about daycare and her classmates in preschool.

"She likes the toy broom her aunt got her for Christmas, so I'd say things are looking up," he answered Ellie's question. He wasn't sure he WANTED Scarlett playing quidditch though, which he wouldn't tell Ellie, of course. She could hurt herself! She was never allowed to do anything that could hurt her. Just like she was never allowed to go to school, date, or get married until she was 30. Yes. Then Nolan would be sure she'd be safe.

He nodded when she started talking about his replacement. He vaguely recalled the name of the woman who'd taken over, but she too had stepped down shortly after and was replaced by that other woman, the one he'd evaluated during his election time for the board. "The new divination professor seems...ok," he said. She didn't have tarot cards on her at all times like he did, and she didn't use crystal orbs, so those were two strikes already. "I mean, I had to evaluate her as part of my duties," he explained with a grin. Yes, his big, important, GOVERNOR duties. "I'm surprised you didn't run, actually, I hope you weren't intimidated by us old folk," he joked. "Carter certainly wasn't, right?" he asked his co-governor with a grin.

*flops*
 

Carter laughed. "Yeah. Seems like a pretty standard kid thought. What is she now? Two?" That seemed right. Crazy how time flied.

He laughed again. Girls will be girls, right? It was a good thing Destiny wasn't a huge shopper outside of pets and jewelry. He wouldn't be able to keep up. Of course... he had a hard time keeping up with just the pets and the jewelry.

"How soon do you think they'll call a Governor's meeting?" he asked lowering his voice slightly. Because there were things that needed to be talked about, right?

Carter nodded. Oh. Okay. He didn't know that. "Has he got a show coming up soon?" he asked. Just out of curiosity. He hadn't been to one before. Although... he wasn't sure what the chances were of getting Destiny to go to a play. But he was pretty sure she liked Treyen. ... things would be kind of awkward if she didn't know, considering they'd all been out together before.

"Things are good with me. Just got back from holiday." Which means Destiny had a new wardrobe and new jewelry. "The animals are good. Everything is surprisingly still alive." Even Marcus. She'd had that rat for as long as he knew her. And it was still chasing the cats pretty well.

"I heard you got a rabbit...?" Right? It was a rabbit... right?

"Thank you for your donation." Carter said as someone else approached. "Would you like a shirt?"

Or... an interview. That was cool too. "Yeah. Of course. What would you like to know?"

Carter laughed. "Nah. Nothing really gets to you after taking on large men with bats." Plus, he considered his social skills pretty high now. Lots of interviewing practice.

"And I had to make sure the Board had a bit of young blood in it."

Ah good... at least she wasn't the only one who hadn't a clue about the presence of flobberworms. Still amused though by the abraxan scratching the other's behind, she shook her head at Addison, "The day an Abraxan chases its own tail, well, that will be the day I'd be Minister of Magic." Which was pretty much never going to happen, so like you know.

And it seemed they reached the end of the penned areas for the petting zoo and were coming up on some tables set up with banners for each of the four houses, along with the hogwarts emblem. BUT none of that brought any attention to Fina....NOPE, because she was too distracted by a FAMILIAR head of RED HAIR.

Barely giving a glance to the people at the booth (and the fact that one of them was another of her former students), she dropped some coins into the jar and then turned her attention to the redhead.


"Eliana Stone." Yes, she totally did just give the former Ravenclaw a greeting with her full name. Former favorite professors were ALLOWED to do that. OKAY!?

"HOW in Wenlock's name ARE you doing?!? ARE you like still playing quidditch?" What a dumb question. The redhead BETTER have still been playing. "GUESS WHAT?!? I played my first game! Last term! Keeper!" Fina was beaming now.

That comment got the Hufflepuff head of house a raised brow from her companion. "That'll be an interesting day." Minister of Magic indeed. Just enough proof that what he had said did have some logic behind it anyway. Because neither was going to happen anytime soon. Not that he wouldn't back his girlfriend.

They made it through the rest of the petting zoo with no further weird sightings only to come across a table to raise funds for Hogwarts. Addison was well aware of the struggles even without Fina and the Daily Prophet filling him in on the matter. After all it was Gringotts that was part of the reason for it and it was a good thing it hadn't soured or created any stresses between the two on opposite sides...kinda.

The cursebreaker moved to add his own coins into the mix quite willing to support his alma mater, smiling politely at the governors behind the table before glancing over at where Fina's own attention had gone. Obviously a former student...he mused to himself, sticking his free hand in his pocket casually and watching the interaction.

Sentences? "That's pretty cool." Much better than babbling. The most annoying thing about small kids was that you can never understand them. The most annoying thing about older kids was that they never shut up.

She wasn't having kids.

Ellie GRINNED at the mention of a broom. "BRILLIANT!" Completely brilliant! Those were the best gifts, honestly. And only the coolest parents let their kids have toy broomsticks, right? Right. Reyn was totally an awesome dad. "If you ever need a flying tutor..." she said, oh so casually, "Owl me." And she was dead serious about that. She'd love to teach REYN'S daughter how to fly. If anything, it was a good excuse to see him more. And the Ginger who stole him away.

The new Divination professor...yeah, Ellie wouldn't know them. She wouldn't even know if it was the same professor that taught her final terms at school. But even if it was, she wouldn't know them. She completely avoided the subject after Reyn left.

Then he mentioned duties, and she started laughing...only to laugh MORE when he brought up her running. "No way, Reyn." HER on the Board of Governors? Seriously? And no, silly, she wasn't intimidated. "I want nothing more to do with school than watching the Quidditch matches." Which was completely true and she was doing a good job of it. Running for the Board would have been against everything.

"Or," she added, "If they did another Alumni Ball thing. They really should, too." She addressed both Reyn and Carter as she said that. Could THEY do anything about it? It would be LOADS of fun, bothering her brother all night, and seeing a bunch of old friends all together again.

Namely the boring married ones.

"Yeah, of course," Ellie said, nodding, "He has performances every Thursday, Friday, and Saturday night." Which put a stopper on many weekend plans, but it was okay. They worked around them usually. And Ellie didn't stay up very late, anyway.

Holiday? "Really? From where?" If it was nice, it'd be next on her 'To-Go' list, which was pretty empty at the moment, seeing as they'd already planned the vacations that were on there.

"Surprisingly? You take good care of them, yeah?" All of their animals were still alive, but she wouldn't be surprised about them. They - mostly Treyen - are very good at feeding them and such. Their animals are pretty basic. It's just Charley and Rufus that are a bit of a handful.

She laughed. "I got a bunny," they were BUNNIES, okay Carter? "When I went into my seventh year." So it's not like she JUST got it. "And then...a year later, that Christmas, Treyen got me another. And then they had six bunnies. So we have eight in all." More than they bargained for, but they refused to give them away. And they're quite lovely.

There was more laughing to Carter's response about running for the Board. But that was a topic that - congratulations to Carter and Reyn aside - she would rather avoid. It was boring, grown-up type stuff.

As fun as her conversations with Reyn and Carter were, Ellie's eyes widened and her smile disappeared the instant she was addressed...by THAT name. Heart racing, she cautiously turned her attention to the direction the voice came from.

Just as quickly as her smile disappeared, it reappeared. She didn't even bother with groaning about how to NOT USE THAT NAME, and instead went directly for a greeting. "HADLEY!!!" She threw her arms open for a hug. They could hug. Reyn would have gotten a hug if he wasn't behind that bloody table.

"I'm great!!" Better, seeing her old professors. And to think she took them for granted. Mostly Hadley, actually, since she knew how much Reyn meant to her, but only when he disappeared. "And I am still playing, of course." You know, they needed to keep up with her post-Hogwarts career. Sheeeeesh.

Hadley Quidditch! "I KNOW!!!" Ellie beamed back, "I SAW! I went to watch Aidan and YOU were playing!! You did SO well, too, Hadley!" She was EXTREMELY proud of her former professor who she helped teach how to fly in the first place. "But what in Merlin's name were you thinking playing in a match?! You must have been flying LOADS since I left!"

She hadn't even really heard Addison and his sly comment about her being minister. NO. Cause there were way more important things right now, like the fact that one of her favorite Ravenclaws was standing right THERE. Another had his hand interlaced with hers *ahem*

Releasing his hand for a moment, she threw her arms around the redhead in return greeting, grinning widely, as she noticed for the first time who was behind the table collecting the funds. One of them being her former colleague and prefect. "Hi Nolan," she said, in brief, before turning back to Ellie and placing her hands on her shoulders.

"You look well. Healthy." Obviously by fault of the exercise. Which wasn't a fault really, because well it was exercise and it was a good thing. "Good, good. Portrees, right?" Cause she totally remembered. Just she knew Andrew's kid brother was playing professionally too, and his kid sister was the sports healer for the Portrees. "That Rose girl... she's your healer still, right? Or ... well, she's not Rose anymore." No, she was married, but she sucked at remembering married names for those whom she didn't keep in contact with regularly. "It was all in the name of a school fundraiser! AND I blocked a shot!!" Fina beamed widely. And passed out of shock, afterwards, but you know.... "I haven't really though. I practiced a little on the pitch here or there, but yea." Not really. It was fun though.

And speaking of fun, she was being a TOTALLY rude girlfriend; ignoring her beau like that. "Ooopssss.... forgive me. Addison? This is Ellie, one of my former students who helped me to understand quidditch better." And she helped her better understand numbers. "Ellie. This is Addison, my ..." She paused, hesitating on the word. "My soul companion." MMHM. TOTAL numbers reference and better than using the 'b' word.

There was an acknowledgement of another presence at the table. A man named Nolan whom Addison would peg as a former colleague of his companions judging by his age. But it was the young woman who had the main focus and the talk had settled on quidditch. The girl's career as a professional player, or so he deduced, and the older woman's chance in a game of her own. Addison had been so pained that he had been forced to miss it but he hadn't been able to escape an order from his supervisor on a case of his. He's just have to settle on the memories of others.

And then the attention was turned to him.

Soul companion

Now that never failed to sound so much more....elegant...than boyfriend, the cursebreaker obviously getting the reference the professor was making as a fellow number cruncher. However he wasn't sure he had expected the confession of status. "You're forgiven..." he said quietly looking to Fina before back to the redhead who he was being introduced to. "Nice to meet you, Ellie," Addison greeted with a nod offering a hand to shake instead of the more overly friendly offering of a hug as the arithmancer had given.

Sorry for the lateness, I thought the thread was closed
 

"Oh, no problem. Always happy to donate to education" replied Madison, a donation to Hogwarts so the donations could be a success. Children deserved a good education and good quality school supplies and living conditions. "Thank you" she said, accepting the shirt.

"I know the festival may be closing up soon so I won't hold you back here for very long."Madison began.

She asked her questions all at once, as though the replies would seem like they were back and forth. She had come a little late, and on short notice too. "First of all, do you believe the funding support was successful?"

Quill poised, she jotted down notes. "And are you the only funding support for Hogwarts?". There could be more than one booth at another festival, or there could be a headquarters. Last of all she asked two more questions. "How many witches and wizards were out here today to donating? What kinds of people?" she needed to know what majority of consumers were coming out to donate. "Do you believe Hogwarts will be up and running like it was before the financial crisis?". She may think of more questions later.

Oh yeah! Hadley knew Reyn! Wasn't this nice? They were all together again!!

"Of course I'm healthy," Ellie laughed. Come on, Hadley. She always was. She HAD to be, really. And she always balanced her chocolate binges with fruit and plenty of exercise. "Yeah! Portree. The purple robes." That was Quidditch-for-Hadley basic enough wasn't it? Only, Ellie was surprised with Hadley knowing more than most fans. No one payed much mind to learn the teams' Healers. "Mia! She is still our Healer. How'd you know that?" No, really, how?

Hadley talking about her own Quidditch match was amusing, to say the least. "I know! I saw!" Didn't she say that already? "I'm surprised you flew in a match, then. Fundraiser or not." But proud. Oh so proud. Not that she'd say that out loud. It was weird to say you were proud of your teacher. It was supposed to be the other way around.

And...Ellie didn't even notice that Hadley had been attached to a male prior to the hug. She had Hadley-tunnel vision. "Hi," she greeted, after Hadley'd introduced her. ...When Hadley introduced HIM, however... "SOUL COMPANION?!" Her eyes widened and flitted back and forth between Hadley and Addison. One, that was the lamest term, ever, Hadley. Two, HADLEY HAD A BOYFRIEND!!! "YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND!!" Or...

Her eyes grew WIDER. "OR HUSBAND??!!"

Boyfriend, she could handle. Hadley suddenly having a husband would be WAY too much of a shock at the moment.

OH goooooddd.... Addison was such a nice gentleman, forgiving her for being rude and not introducing immediately.

Smiling politely as they shook hands, Fina looked back at the redhead when she confirmed she was indeed with Portree; purple robes though, she didn't remember oddly enough. But Ellie was surprised she knew the healer. "Well... I don't really know her, but her eldest brother, Andrew, he was a year older than me. In Hufflepuff." So duh, of course she knew him. She knew Mia only slightly, seeing as the girl was only a mere second or third year when she graduated. "And then we caught up briefly in each other's recent activities when he ran for Board of Governors a couple years ago." Mmhm. SO yea....

She was surprised she flew in a match? Why ... was it a BAD THING?! "It was a fundraiser. For fun, though." So why so surprised?! It wasn't like she was playing for a trophy or anything.

BUT THEN....... OH. She ... soul companion. No. Why did she have to say that 'b' word so loud. For being in thirties, Fina felt a school-girl's blush creep across her cheeks. "No. No, not husband. Just boyfriend." Was that a big deal? "But ssssh", she held a single finger up towards Ellie's lips.

Addison was simply an audience member to the talk of quidditch, never a player himself even if he didn't have the...concern about flying Fina had had. The names being passed seemed vaguely familiar to him, at least Andrew being around his own age. But then he had no need to add his two cents into the conversation as it went on around him. He couldn't help coughing at the mention of husband though, the word so...so...loud even among the never-ending din of the street festival. Even the title of boyfriend had been exaggerated in tone and volumn by the redhead just as her eyes had widened in shock at the revelation.

Was it really such a surprise for Fina to have such a connection? Or was it him that was the cause of the commotion? Addison couldn't be sure but he was sure it was probably best to keep either a little more on the down-low. The blush on his companion was cute though, making Addison smile.

But yes, Sssssshhhh. Like...a little quieter, capice?

Not that they were hiding their relationship, Hadley certainly wouldn't have introduced him the way she had if that had been the case. But it didn't need to be broadcast. Besides, the topic of husbandry was up in the air at the moment.

So Hadley knew about Mia. And knew she was the Portree healer because of a recent catch up with another Rose brother. Okay. That made a lot more sense than Hadley randomly knowing this information about the team. Ellie nodded, accepting the explanation, but not really having further comment on it.

"Yeah," she laughed softly, "But that doesn't meant he students would go easy on you. A match is a match." And Hadley wasn't very experienced. But she survived! And played quite well. "Would you do another?" Would Hogwarts HAVE another? Ellie sooo had to see that one, too. Hopefully her own schedule would allow for it.

Onto more important things...HADLEY HAD A BOYFRIEND!! Not husband, thank Merlin. BUT BOYFRIEND!! "Since when?!?!!" the redhead BEAMED at her. Not that she wanted to know the gritty details of how they met, when they started dating, where they went...She just wanted to know HOW out of the loop she was.

Why wasn't Hadley one of those professors she wrote to regularly to keep in touch with?

In her excitement, Ellie kept glancing between the two. But the boyfriend seemed to be on the quiet side, which dampened her spirit a little. HOW was she supposed to get to know him if he didn't talk, eh?

Then, Hadley had a finger to her mouth. The girl blinked. Apparently, she had to keep quiet to. "Why?!" she whisper!shouted.

There was a right way and a wrong way to address or bring attention to a Quidditch player in public, according to Ellie. You could be kind, and approach, and politely ask for a photograph or autograph or what-have-you like Sherman did. That was the right way.

The wrong way was to shout obnoxiously.

Still, Ellie blushed slightly upon giving the man a glance, simply to see who shouted. Then, pretending she didn't know what he was shouting about, inched slightly closer to Hadley.