Date: July 13, 1999. Characters: Oliver Wood, many others. Location: Cannon's Pitch. Status: Public Summary: The World Cup fundraiser goes over rather well. Completion: InComplete
"Come onnn, you two!" Charlotte Bradley called to her brother and his girlfriend. Mandy was a really nice person but her brother was a complete sap about her. A person might think her brother had never even seen a girl before if they saw the way he looked at Mandy. "I want to meet Gwenog Jones! She's here and if I'm going to be the Seeker for the Harpies someday, she needs to meet me."
Reed looked at Mandy and grinned, "We're not going to win this one. She'll talk her way into getting the announcer to cast a Sonorous Charm on her so she can introduce herself that way if we don't let her meet the woman. I just hope she nicer in person than The Prophet makes her sound." RB didn't want his sister to have her feelings hurt by anyone, especially a Quidditch celebrity.
"Alright, then Charlotte. Let's go find her!" Mandy grinned, winking at Reed. "If that's what she wants," Mandy said, lowering her voice, "We'll find a way to introduce them or at least get her close to Jones."
They winded their way through the crowd, Mandy smiling and holding Reed's hand as they walked.
"I don't think we need to do anything but keep her in sight. She's managed to get every Chelsea players' autograph and she somehow managed to get herself photographed with Beckham a few years ago. Mum tossed a fit when Car showed up in The Times when she thought Dad had taken Car and Ian to the cinema instead of a football game," Reed laughed.
He squeezed her hand. "It was a good game, wasn't it? Thanks for coming with me and being a good sport about Charlotte." Mandy was really nice to his little sister.
Mandy roared with laughter when Reed went on about his sister's adventures. "Sounds like she's quite ambitious," Mandy said, smiling.
"It was and it's not a problem at all," Mandy said. "She's great." Mandy loved kids. Especially her own siblings, but Reed's sister was pretty great. She was adventurous and outgoing and fun. Mandy liked that.
Michael looked around. Merlin, it seemed like half of Wizarding Britain was here. The game had been bloody fantastic, and he was too wound up to go directly home. He thought he spotted Mandy and RB and he worked his way through the crowd to get to them.
"Oi! Brocklehurst! Bradley! What a match, eh?" He glanced around. "D'you bring your little sister, Bradley?" He had a feeling she'd have talked RB into bringing her.
"Wicked one, mate! How are you?" Reed asked. "She's here. Pushing her way through to introduce herself to Gwenog Jones," he gestured toward his sister, keeping half an eye on her because his mum would murder him if he lost her.
Michael watched as Charlotte tried to work her way through the crush of witches and wizards waiting for autographs. "You may want to put some type of tracking charm on her, if you haven't already." He grinned. "A bit enthusiastic, don't you think?"
"Seems to be a great turnout. Hope they're making some money, too." He was glad to see another large outdoor event. People seemed to be enjoying themselves, talking and laughing.
"Great game, great crowd," said Mandy. "Almost makes me wish I played Quidditch. Almost." She grinned, poking Michael in the side.
"Think we could ever get a friendly pick-up game going? I mean... I'm really bollocks at playing, but I do love to ride a broom and it could be fun. That is, if you lot are patient," she said, giving Reed her best pair of puppy-dog eyes. "It'd just have to be for fun. Not for winning or whatever."
"Oi! No poking the future Auror, if you please!" He tried to look affronted.
"Friendly pickup game? Why not? Maybe we could scare up a broom for the sprog, too." Michael grinned at Reed. "Purely in the interest of the betterment of a future Ravenclaw player, of course." He glanced around. "Where are the food tables?"
Reed looked at Mandy and grinned, "We're not going to win this one. She'll talk her way into getting the announcer to cast a Sonorous Charm on her so she can introduce herself that way if we don't let her meet the woman. I just hope she nicer in person than The Prophet makes her sound." RB didn't want his sister to have her feelings hurt by anyone, especially a Quidditch celebrity.
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They winded their way through the crowd, Mandy smiling and holding Reed's hand as they walked.
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He squeezed her hand. "It was a good game, wasn't it? Thanks for coming with me and being a good sport about Charlotte." Mandy was really nice to his little sister.
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"It was and it's not a problem at all," Mandy said. "She's great." Mandy loved kids. Especially her own siblings, but Reed's sister was pretty great. She was adventurous and outgoing and fun. Mandy liked that.
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"Oi! Brocklehurst! Bradley! What a match, eh?" He glanced around. "D'you bring your little sister, Bradley?" He had a feeling she'd have talked RB into bringing her.
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"Seems to be a great turnout. Hope they're making some money, too." He was glad to see another large outdoor event. People seemed to be enjoying themselves, talking and laughing.
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"Think we could ever get a friendly pick-up game going? I mean... I'm really bollocks at playing, but I do love to ride a broom and it could be fun. That is, if you lot are patient," she said, giving Reed her best pair of puppy-dog eyes. "It'd just have to be for fun. Not for winning or whatever."
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"Friendly pickup game? Why not? Maybe we could scare up a broom for the sprog, too." Michael grinned at Reed. "Purely in the interest of the betterment of a future Ravenclaw player, of course." He glanced around. "Where are the food tables?"
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