Spotting their tent, Remus said, "The match doesn't start until tomorrow so we have the rest of today to enjoy ourselves, explore the merchant stalls, and…"
"And scout out the local talent," Sirius inserted with a suggestive grin. "Well, those of us that are legal or not grumpy old men anyway."
"You are not setting a good example for Harry," Remus commented with a frown.
Sirius looked offended. "I am setting a very good example for my godson! Prongs was almost as good as the great Padfoot in pulling in the pretty birds! Well, at least until Lily put a leash on his… neck." Remus just sighed in resignation over his Peter Pan-like friend.
"Don't worry, Moony," Harry said as he patted the older man on the shoulder comfortingly. "I'm sure Padfoot will be on his best behaviour."
"And what makes you think a ridiculous thing like that, prongslet?" Sirius challenged.
Harry gave a particularly wolf-like smile. "Because Mr Moony, if Mr Padfoot wakes Mr Jack up again with his antics, then Mr Jack will provide some antics of his own."
Sirius grinned in return. "Little wizard thinks he's up to a prank war with the great Padfoot? Challenge accepted. Now if you'll excuse me, I feel I must go scout the territory so to speak." The former prisoner gave a little wave and disappeared into the crowd.
"Not that I doubt your ability, Harry, but that wasn't the best thing to do."
Harry grinned at the werewolf. "He was going to do it anyway, Remus. But now he is off 'scouting' and won't come back until he finds his partner for the night. That gives me plenty of time to prepare a proper welcome for them both and he'll be too drunk and distracted to think of looking when he comes back."
The older wizard looked at the just turned 14-year-old with a surprised smile. "You sure you're not in Slytherin?"
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The Quidditch World Cup was awesome!
The players on both teams really put on a show for the crowd. The Bulgarian and Irish fans rattled the stands in their excitement as their teams battled for the Cup. Ireland winning but with Bulgaria's Seeker Krum catching the Snitch had the stands rocking with excited Irish and outraged Bulgarian fans. And Harry had a great view of the whole contest.
Sirius declined Fudge's offer of the Minister's Box and got seats almost directly opposite but much lower to the ground. In fact, the seats were directly behind the Bulgarian team's box. Sirius somehow got the attention of one of the Veela cheerleaders and spent most of his time flirting with the gorgeous woman. Harry doubted anyone sitting in his area except for him would ever remember much of the match. But Harry would remember it for the brilliant flying both teams displayed. As a Seeker himself, Harry concentrated on the tactics and skills the Seekers demonstrated promising he would develop those skills for use in his own matches.
The crowd filtered out of the stands still charged up from the match. For a championship match it hadn't run that long, only two hours. So the crowd had lots of energy left. The fairgrounds area outside the stands was filled with people eating and drinking in either celebration or in mourning. The three Marauders were joined by Sirius's new friend named Kalina. Since she still wore her cheerleading outfit the Veela was attracting a lot of attention hanging on Sirius's arm.
Harry wouldn't bet on which one was enjoying the attention more.
Eventually, the crowd wore itself out. Stomachs filled with rich food and even richer beer settled many of them right to sleep wherever they happened to be at the time. The rest of the crowd that was still on their feet were swaying in time to whatever music was in their heads. Most of them seemed to be following a not-quite-straight path to their tents.
"Harry, I am going to escort the beautiful Ms Kalina to her tent," Sirius started with the careful pronunciation of the completely potted. "I shall see you and Remus at our tent shortly." Harry glanced at his former professor that had drunk almost as much as his godfather.
"Sure, Sirius. I'll just send Dobby out later to drag you back after you pass out somewhere in a puddle." This drew a giggle out of Kalina. Either she hadn't drunk as much or Veela had a natural alcohol tolerance but she was the only one around besides Harry himself that wasn't totally drunk. Harry suspected Padfoot had met his match. Some of the things the woman had been whispering into the older Marauder's ear was making Padfoot blush!
"You're cute!" she proclaimed in a sexy eastern European accent. "Don't worry. I shall take good care of this one."
"That's what I'm afraid of." More giggles.
After the two swayed off together, Harry managed to get Moony up out of his chair.
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