Ch56: Annoucements
"Tri-wizard Tournament!? Bloody hell daddy why?" Natasha asked as the family got together at Albus and Minerva's home for breakfast one summer day.
"I think it would be a good way to get other wizards and witches from other countries together. It will take a lot of unity to defeat Voldemort," Albus explained.
"Voldemort, Voldemort. Always on about bloody Voldemort," Margaret sighed, "Stupid little half-blood has no business messing with Dark Arts anyway," she huffed.
"Does the pretty little pureblood think she's better than the Dark Lord?" Natasha teased.
"I know I am," Margaret replied.
All the children in between laughed delighted at them.
"Okay so we're conceited so what," Charolette shrugged as she fed Alabaster a grape, "I believe we're the good kind of conceited."
"There's a good and a bad?" Albus asked with his eyes twinkling brightly.
"Let's not discuss that. I have a great announcement!" Alabaster grinned.
"What?" Minerva asked.
"I have gotten all of us tickets for the Quidditch World Cup…and the finalists want to race with Charlie as a special tribute to her," he exclaimed.
"Race me?" Charlie blinked. He nodded kissing her hand.
"Awesome!" the children exclaimed.
"Looks like we're going to the Quidditch Cup," Sirius grinned clapping his hands.
"With the tournament Albus does that mean there won't be a staff production because of thee Yule Ball?" Severus asked.
"I thought about it and decided that we will have our performance before the ball but the children will only have one performance for their grade in the spring," Albus answered.
"Dang it now I've got to figure out what kind of plays would be good for the Minister and the Officials to watch," Charolette sighed.
"Another musical would be good," AJ grinned.
"Thanks teach for bringing us to the game," Fred replied.
"Yeah you're the tops," George nodded.
"AW thanks boys," Charolette grinned, "I just thought you might like to come."
"You didn't have to though," Hermione stated.
"Something about my wife Miss Granger…she doesn't have to do anything. But she does," Alabaster laughed.
They were all outside of their tents just sitting around or throwing a Frisbee.
"Golden Claw is that you!?" a deep Irish voice boomed. Charolette stood and laughed as she waved someone over.
The students gasped as from the crowd came the entire Irish Quidditch Team.
"Guys this is the Irish Quidditch Team. Butch, Conner, Mulcahay, Gibbion, Walter, and McCreavy! Guys these are my students and the Albus' grandkids," Charolette introduced.
"Pleasure is all ours," the team nodded.
"Oh by the way ….Jeremy Rodgers is here too and we've got him in on the race," Conner grinned.
"J-Jeremy Rodgers the Chuddley Cannons seeker!?" Ron blinked.
"The one and only," Conner nodded. "Anyway all three of us want to go to the pitch with you and plan out the course and do some PR. This race before the game will really help the league you know."
"Okay then. Guys you won't miss me for too long right?" she asked pulling her curls out of the ponytail. She bent over and fluffed them a bit before flipping her hair back.
"Sure go on," Alabaster nodded.
"Mummy I wan go with you," Belladonna pouted adorably.
"Hey sure bring who ever wants to come. We'll do a private autograph signing," Conner winked. Charolette laughed as she picked up Belladonna.
She was caught up in the seven men as the children trailed her. She was followed by Fred, George, Ron, and Ginny, Hermione, Abraxous, Balthazar, Honoria, Belladonna, Ivy, Rose, Sebastian, Melissa, and Harry.
Harry and the group were star struck as they stood to the side and watched all the reporters screaming questions and cameras flashing. Charolette was the only woman in between all the men and she posed with each and then they lifted her and held her vertically all laughing and smiling.
It took an hour and a half but when they finished all seven of the Irish team, the Chuddley Cannon seeker, and the Bulgarian Seeker came over and gave them autographs.
"Hey you're just a bit older than us," Harry blinked at the Bulgarian.
"This is Viktor Krum, Harry. He's seventeen and one of the youngest seekers in the last decade," Charolette explained.
"I learn lot from Ms. Charolette's games," the boy stated in his choppy English.
"Yeah I do too. She coaches me during the summer," Harry nodded.
"Hope to see you on circuit soon then," Viktor grinned giving a small wink to Hermione who blushed.
When all the children had met the players and gotten autographs, Charolette led them back to the tents where they regaled the adults and others with who they had met.
