"Could you save my seat for me? I want to take a few more pictures", Annabell said.
Annabell sat with him and sipped her tea.

"My sister, Avery, was supposed to come but she got sick. So I came with my friend Numble but he was going to save us some seats while I snapped a few pictures with my camera.", Annabell said. "I got a few good pictures of a niffler"

As Calla reconized him and called him by name, Gavin moved further inside the tent and closer as her tone still worried him though he could tell by her eyes that he really was glad to see him. The man just not sure if it was in general or that she truly needed him greatly. His hand that was wrapped around the base of his wand slipped from his pocket to his side but not raising it just yet as the other man glared at him.

He was about to say something when their little party got an addition, another woman coming through the open flap of the tent wand raised and demading answers.Turning to her it was obvious she was a friend of Calla's and trying to help her as well. "Well I don't know who he is but I'm a a coworker trying to help out a friend," he explained not providing his name as of yet since they hadn't even been introduced.

Gavin turned back to look at all three of the others in the tent, listening to the intruder still trying to stay on Calla's good side and explain his presense. He looked a little confused especially when it became clear that they all knew each other and he was the odd man out only knowing Calla. He stood quietly observing but still unconsciously remaining close to her.

"Oh, that is nothing. Just an old injury. It flares up every now and again." Rin said brushing it aside. Rinatta bore a large set of claw marks scarred into her left shoulder. They pained her around the full moon. It was a painful memory to recall, especially right now.

"Ya, I like having him around. He is very nice, I am glad he wanted to come with me. I was just going to give him my tickets , but he wanted to come." Rin nodded.

"You shouldn't feel bad Dav. It is not your fault. You would not have been able to change things. The most depressing thing hasn't even got anything to do with work." Rin sighed. No not at all.

"So where were you ? Did you have fun?" Rin said in a lighter tone.

Juniper looked at Ryan when he spoke. "Well Ryan, if I had wanted Calla to explain to me why you were here I would have asked her in the first place, but I didn't so I think, I could be wrong, but I think that means I wanted you, sir, to answer the question. Sorry if that comes off a bit rude but, I am almost positive it would be in your best interest to answer my question with out falter. I am very prone to throw hexes at people when I'm angry, and right now you seem to be the cause of it." June took a few steps towards Ryan as she said this and raised her wand a little higher. Her eyes full of confusion and irritation she turned towards the other man in the tent. So, you are a friend of Calla's? I don't need to worry about watching you too then?" Juniper hated being rude to people but it seemed as though Ryan had crossed the line and she had no idea if the no name man was telling her the truth or not. With eyebrows raised she stared at the stranger all the while keeping Ryan in her peripheral vision. She didn't know if either would try to hurt her or Calla but she wasn't going to take any chances. Stay ready. Stay focused. This wasn't a time to mess anything up.

He smiled as she sat down.
"Oh, I'm sorry she got sick...pictures of a niffler? You saw a niffler around here?" He looked around and remembered he had heard people talking about nifflers around here. "Where did that niffler come from? That's a bad joke to play on someone, releasing a niffler on a Quidditch World Cup..."

She listened as Rin talked about Jared. He seemed like a nice enough guy to have around. She nodded when Rin said she was glad he was around. If he helped her friend to feel better, well then, she was glad he was around too.

Davina sighed but let Rin change the subject. She would get back to it more sooner than later.
"Well still, there is strength in numbers you know..Maybe this time I wouldn't be as civil with whomever it was."
Conjuring two glasses of mocha chocolate coffee, she handed a cup to Rin and floated one over to Antoni.
" It wasn't exactly fun per say, but it was nice to leave the office. I just went to see about a haunting somewhere up in Trelawny." She shrugged.
"Now, if the office stuff isn't whats bothering you, what is?"

“JUNE!” Calla was glad to see her friend. She had more people to help her. She turned her attention back to the man who seemed to be causing her so many problems for her over the past months. “Ryan you’re making no sense. There are ways you could have told me this information. None of which involved breaking and entering.” Sarcasm was taking over “There’s the novel idea of sending an owl, or possibly even a letter. But you’re right, it doesn’t matter.” She started positioning herself in a way she could see all three people.

Turning to June, “Yes well, I came back to place the protective charms on the tent and what should I find?!?! This miserable git!” Her wand jabbed the air in Ryan’s direction. Calla was sure not to actually mention the reason he was there, she rather not say in such mixed company… namely Gavin. “June don’t worry about Gavin, he’s a,” pausing, looking at him she found a word – not the word she wanted to use, but the word that was appropriate, “my co-worker, a friend.” She realized they weren’t actually introduced properly, but this wasn’t the time.

“Ryan, my ears have gone deaf to you, its is in your best interest,” emphasizing the presence of her friend and Gavin, “to leave.” Her face was stern, cold and unforgiving.

She wanted nothing more than Ryan to leave.

Ryan observed the man carefully and as he did so a little smile appeared on his face. 'Pride and Prejudice' The idea was funny, at least with this man 'a co-worker trying to help' Help? Was this the word seriously? Did Calla look like she needed help? While he did nothing to her and all the wands were pointed at him, it was really hard to understand even for a man who was good at emphaty to find out why they thought it was Calla who needed help. Lost in his own world of sarcastic humour he looked around the tent as the others spoke. He did even stop staring at Calla when she was speaking once again.

And what could be said about Juniper? Did she actually think that helpful co-worker was safer than him to have inside the tent though it was the very first time she had ever seen his face? Plus what was annoying about her words that she openly threatened him. It was surprising to see how throwing away threats was easy for some of the people here. As if he cared about being hexed. In a sudden his smile got bigger and a laugh escaped from his lips. ''I'm sorry, though my apologies are not respected here, anyone here can even use the killing curse on me. I would not mind this. The bad think is you...'' he specifically stared at Calla ''...never understand there are much worse than physical pain. Physical pain is nothing, dying alike it.'' But of course he had not come there to give moral lectures so he silenced himself again and put his wand back in its holster. ''Then you might figure out that i would not have any problem with seeing who is coward enough to attack a wandless man for i'm going to use no spells till i'm out this tent.'' he took a few steps forward and was nearly getting past Calla and her wand when he halted again and looked at Juniper ''Ah...i was nearly forgetting about your quesion. I want to you see you later about this. You know. I don't want to give out anything that private while there are people i do not know listening''

Now time to go... Calla did not care about him... Hardly anyone seemed to pay attention to any of his words... No one wanted to be calm and rationalize with him and also there was his feeling sick. What was all the fuss anyway? Was that really necessary to say something as simple as 'sorry. i think i love you'? Well...obviously he was unable to think when he decided that. And that in a way made it his fault since... he stopped dead again when the red-head's further words attacked him. 'Miserable git! Miserable git! Miserable git' He wanted to continue walking with no respond to her but the two words were echoing in his mind. That was enough of her! And he let out another sarcastic laughter out of anger which was softened a little by the colour of his eyes on his expression. ''Ah, you were expecting a love letter? How sweet! But it has been a lot years that i have passed my Hogwarts years. Sorry about that.'' 'No, no. Anger is not good control it Ryan. Don't do this! It is unlike you!' ''And about you being deaf to my words. I'm shocked to hear that kind of a good evaluation from you...'' he stepped back and directly faced her fixing his eyes into hers ''...however you are not only deaf. You are also blind, senseless and your mind is blocked. I told you to think. I told you! THINK! Think, think, think! Bring at least two neurones together and think. That's what i usually do and i recommend it to anyone'' Once his outrage, which was rare, was finished he was like out of breath and without having another glance at anyone he started to walk out the tent as he uttered the last sentence ''Despite everything...You kiss well enough.''

Calla’s eyes lit up, “Who are you to say I do not understand piercing emotional pain? You know very little of me sir.” She felt her anger taking over again, control it Calla She waved her hand dismissively, ”Ryan, that’s neither here nor there. This isn’t about anyone wanting to hurt you (well maybe that was a lie..), but if you don’t leave you’re not leaving us much of an option.”

At this point Calla was unsure of Ryan’s next move, and with him so un-sensible right now she could use the help of an Auror. At once she sent her tiny little Chihuahua patronus to Dora with her message of distress.

This man was dense, it’s a good thing she lost interest in him. This man was truly nutters. Her eyes darted from Ryan to Gavin to Juniper to Gavin and back to Ryan. Calla was completely caught off guard by what he said next, “A love letter? You have really lost it. No Ryan, if you were interested in me you could have sent me a letter explaining yourself, and that you wanted to meet up.”

Calla’s blood pressure raced and her breath quickened as he stepped back and looked her dead in the eye again. Her face was again stern, impassible and unforgiving. He was in her home, temporary as it may be, and he was invading her privacy, and on top of all that insulting her. Don’t give in, all he’s looking for is a fight.

Calla’s lips were pursed together. She swallowed hard, “Ryan, there is nothing to think about.” There was much, much more she wanted to say, but she thought keeping it simple was the best way to go. Don’t give him ammunition. She took a deep breath, keeping her lips closed.

She watched him walk toward the door, and she heard the words he muttered as he walked past. Oh he was miserable! She was hoping to keep this information from Gavin. June knew the story, but Gavin had no clue. She would have rather it stayed that way. But there it was. She could have hexed him, but instead she coolly said, “Yes, well, too bad I can’t say the same for you.”

She held her wand tighter, please Dora get here soon

In a matter of moments Dora and Silas appeared in the tent with a POP. Immediately letting go of Silas' arm she ran froward to Calla and said, "Are you okay? What's going on?" Then glancing around the room she saw June and Gavin all with wands pointed at Ryan. Oh Merlin.

Turning to Ryan she said softly, "Ryan, care to explain to me what's going on here?" SHe never unholstered her wand. Instead she approached him slowly and lay her hand on his arm. "You want to go talk to me outside?" she asked. Hoping they would all figure that she was trying to diffuse the situation.

My. This was quite the... gathering. Silas stood back, observing the situation. So many drawn wands. He started forward a bit when Dora approached Ryan, but he stopped himself. He trusted her... it was that Ryan character he didn't know how he felt about.

Flicking his wrist gently, he unholstered his wand, keeping it gripped loosely behind his back and out of view.

Peer pressure.

Shoving her nose in the air, Daphne consented with a bratty shrug. "I guess." Strange one, really, to think that bonding and being kind was by making someone as dirty as you.

But. Peer Pressure. "Just don't paint anything too big." Or lewd for that matter.

Gavin's attention was drawn back to the new woman when she questioned him and his intentions, thinking at once she was worried he was just as much trouble as Ryan. "No," he answered mistakenly answering the last question first. "I mean...yes I am a friend of Calla's and no you don't have to worry about me," he corrected hoping she believed him as she starred at him instead of the other man.

He was a bit relieved when Calla spoke up in his defense identifying him as a defender not an attacker or intruder. The man hearing her almost struggle to find a title she seemed to like for him invoking curious thoughts that threatened to distract him till he pushed them away a moment later.

His attention returned to the other two as Calla once more asked for Ryan to leave and Gavin carefully watched the man with the others. One could only hope the dilusional miscreant had just enough sense to do so before further was action was taken against him by him or the two women. Or whatever help comes he thought to himself as his collegue sent out her patronas.

Gavin watched him leave as he kept an eye on Calla as she continued to struggle to keep control of her anger, finally reaching out with his free arm and placing a gentle hand on her own closest arm to try and help. So he was right there when Ryan spoke again hearing the remark of her kissing and trying not to react. He did slowly let go when they were suddenly joined by Dora and her companion feeling a little self conscious of their apparent closeness.

As this was all happening, she felt someone move slightly closer to her and then a touch on her arm. She looked to see it was Gavin, she could tell he was trying to help her. His touch was warm, comforting, calming, and she was lost in her thoughts for a moment.

With a pop she saw her patronus had reached its destination (and she felt Gavin’s hand fall from her arm). “I’m glad you made it Dora! I’ll be better when he leaves” She again jabbed he wand in Ryan’s direction.

Dora walked toward Ryan, trying to comfort him? Ugg, no matter, whatever it took! She nodded at Silas, to acknowledge his arrival– and her appreciation of his and Dora’s presence.

She looked again to her side, she gave an apologetic look at Gavin – as if to say, ‘I’m so sorry you got drug into this.

June nodded when Calla reassured her the unknown man was a friend and turned her full attention back to Ryan. She listen to Ryan talk and with every laugh or smile her irritation grew. Keep your mouth shut, lets see where he goes with this. She didn't want to make things worse but Ryan just wasn't getting the hint. Juniper watched as Calla sent out her patronus and could only think of one person she would have sent it to. Dora. Within a few minutes June heard a pop and realized her thoughts were true. She nodded towards Dora and lowered her wand a tiny bit. She felt more comfortable knowing there were more people to help with the situation.She heard Dora ask Ryan if he would like to go outside and laughed to herself. "That is why we are all here, he was refused to go outside. Honestly, I think he has a death wish." Juniper told Dora this as she kept her eyes on Ryan.

Dora turned and shot a warning glance at both Calla and June and thought Please shut up!. Merlin me! An unstable person does not need all these people being so hostile. Shut up and let me do my job!

"I'm not sure if it was wild or not. It's pretty hard to tell with nifflers", Annabell said. She pulled out her digital camera and showed him the perfect pictures of the niffler. she got to one where the niffler was going through someones bag, trying to find something shiny.

Though he did hear all of them he simply ignored every word Calla said after him. He was done with her, he had to be done with her otherwise he had a bad feeling that everything would just go in a direction that neither of them would like to experience. His pulse was still way too fast though his outrage was gone blurring his mind as well as his sight. He had no idea if his sight blurring had any relation with it but it was much likely since he was feeling sick. And sick of the people who were threatening his life by words.

Calla's reply to the kissing remark was really pathetic and he wanted to turn to say 'Maybe because i was not kissing you back' but it was totally pointless, who cared what everyone think how he kissed? He higly doubted they were interested in that while some wanted him to die out of rage. So it was that June, he had answers for her too but no... He was not going to turn back. If she thought Ryan had a death wish, she was welcome to come along and try her chance. He could discuss this with her once she tried.

He hardly had any information about the Gavin guy since he did not talk much except trying to prove himself that he was a friend. Not an intruder or a miserable git by Calla's words. Or a flirtatious git or a beast or a pig. People always looked pathetic when they screamed insults in his face which meant they already lost the mind game. Insults came when they had nothing else to say, nothing else to do which declared, for Ryan, his victory on the opposite or hostile persona.

The blond man was breathing heavily when his eyes spotted Dora coming towards him. At first he hesitated for he was, lately, not used to friendly behaviour however she was the only one who did not try to scare him away with a wand. He even relieved a little when she offered a conversation about the incident. He stopped when he felt her touch and looked at her face ''I... Dora, thank you. That would be...'' '...nice of you' his voice trailed off before he could complete the sentence when he caught the sight of Silas. He just seemed to watch everything from where he stood but who knew what he had in his mind ''...disturbing for your husband and apparently i am already a little bit annoyed by the amount of wands pointed at me''

Silas smirked, his voice cutting. "Hardly." It took a lot to disturb Silas Druery. A lot.

Crossing his arms in front of his chest, Silas still gripped his wand. "I do think you should go outside with her. It's clear..." and Silas waved toward the rest of them, "that you are not wanted here."

He narrowed his eyes at the man. "But if you should try to harm her in any way, believe me, you will learn what happens when I am disturbed."

"And you will not like it."

As Dora seemed to take hold of the situation, Gavin lowered his wand and loosed the grip he hadn't noticed he had had on it. He turned his attention to Calla only to see she had turned back to look at him. Their eyes meeting, he could see the appolgetic look in gaze and smiled ever so softly to show that he understood an it would be alright.

Looking back at the rest of the group and Gavin had to fight the urge to roll his eyes at Ryan or something worse, wondering just what was wrong with the man to act and speak as he did. But as he caught sight of the glare Dora sent their way he knew he was better staying quiet and looking after Calla, keeping her calm.

Dora had Ryan’s attention, Silas was watching over that situation. Calla had enough emotional trauma for one day. She held back tears, "Silas, make sure you tell Dora thank you for coming. And of course, thank you too." She rendered a weak smile.

She couldn't stand to be here, in this situation much longer. She shrunk a few things with her wand, and placed them in her wrist bag.

She walked over to Gavin, afraid to look him in the eye. She was afraid what she would see, or what he might see in her eyes. "Gavin thank you for coming in to help me. It was wonderful seeing you, I.." She stopped and ran her hand through her hair, "I wish it could have been under better circumstances." She wanted to ask him to send her an owl, so they could meet and talk... but surely after this mess he wouldn't want to.

Before turning to walk away, she looked up into his eyes. The only words that found their way to her lips were, “See you at the office.” That’s most certainly not what she wanted to say.

A moment later she was by June, “Let’s go” Calla grabbed June’s arm and then disappeared.

Samson looked at the pictures she showed him.
"Sounds like a job for the Department of Magical Creatures...I hope someone can do something about that niffler, I hope there aren't more of these creatures around. There's a good chance someone put it here to make it steal things for them. It's hard to tame nifflers, but it can be done..." He looked to the ground. "I work in the department for magical creatures. Maybe I could get someone to help later...what do you do, Annabel? if I may ask?"

Rinatta could tell that Davina wanted the full truth....sigh. "Ah, she isn't a bad person. I actually like her , but she is very.......cold. I don't know if she hates or just dislikes me, or if she is just that way. I think that I did something to upset her , but I have no idea what. I was just trying to be friendly. Oh well, plenty of other people there."Rin pondered.

"Oh thank you dear. Yum." Rin happily accepted the coffee and inhaled the sweet smell deeply.


Rinatta sighed , it was so painful to think about let alone admit. She hadn't even filled her parents in completely yet. "Well, the reason that I had no one to come with......" Rin trailed off sadly. Even saying that stung, she trusted Davina, it just hurt to say.

"I bet it was wild. Sometimes nifflers tend to wander to strange places.", Annabell said. "I'm in Magical Transportation. Portkey Division."

Dora smiled at Ryan despite all of the negative energy being aimed at him. She was more often than not the crazy person in a room and she knew just how Ryan was feeling at the moment. She shook her head and said, "Nonsense, Ryan. Come, let's talk outside and we'll take care of this whole.. misunderstanding. Silas is just being the protective man he should be. He knows that I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself though. Come on, let's go outside." Dora told him with a friendly smile. "Come, on you can trust me" she added taking her hand off of his arm and holding it out for him to take so that she could lead them out of the tent.

Looking over her shoulder she gave her husband to be a wink and a nod to let him know that that was quite enough and that she had full control over the situation.

Turning back to Ryan she waited patiently while her hair turned light blue.