Memento Mori ✨ H.Potter

Two: Quidditch

After settling at the Malfoy Manor and retrieving some necessities from his past house which was seemingly abandoned, Ingress was well on the way to getting ready for both the Quidditch World Cup and his fourth year of schooling - this time confirmed to be at Hogwarts.

Malfoys causal clothing was rather similar to Ingress' in the sense that they both dressed in dark, tidy clothing. Other than that, even at the ripe age of fourteen, Ingress had a very attractive appearance. Everything about him screamed formal, professional and not in the way that it repealed people. Draco was somewhat jealous of his childhood friend, seeing as it was often noted on how handsome Ingress was going to grow up to be - Ingress on the other hand only prided himself on his looks since he could use them to his advantage.

The Malfoys were taking a Portkey to get the Cup grounds, the key for the trip was an unusual yet uninteresting goblet that Lucius had enchanted. Seeing as it would take too long to fly by broom - which Ingress would have liked more anyway - Portkey seemed the best option. Collectively the family and Ingress left from just outside the gates of the manor, the swinging and pulling that Ingress felt like the world bar for the Malfoys became a horrendous blur. Draco didn't look much happier to be travelling this way and the two adults plastered a passive look on their faces bar for the small jolts that made Narcissa's eyes flare a very dark hue.

When the group landed, they landed smoothly on their feet. Draco gave a slight stumble to then blonde's annoyance and Ingress' amusement. After a small jibe, the group started heading towards where Lucius had a tent set up for them. The masses crowded around them set Ingress on a small edge, his social etiquette forced his chin high, shoulder broad and eyes to swim with trained attention at the path in front of him. Draco was much less compose, looking around at things with mild interest and slightly relaxing into the festive mood.

Once the group reached their tent that Lucius had claimed they'd only be staying in for the day and leaving before the masses that night as it was likely to get too busy. Ingress saw the dark in his eyes and knew something was happening. The teen knew after all, that there was a plan in the works and tonight was just going to be the start - he could only hope the tension wouldn't affect him.

After looking around the luxurious tent, set within a decent distance from the pitch, Ingress and Draco were allowed to look around the stalls together.

"Don't buy anything useless, stick together and be back before the game begins," were Lucius' orders.

Ingress didn't have a problem walking around, bumping shoulder with people often resulted in them being offset since he had quite a prominent presence compared to most. Some would call him selfish but the reality Ingress was only a tad selfish, it was more the inability to act the way wanted that caused him to seem like he had a stick shoved so far up his arse he was getting off on it.

Draco accidentally knocked shoulder with an older woman, the woman in odd mix-matched robes rounded on the teen with her red facepaint only intensifying the red her skin was flushing with bright red flecks in her eyes to match her rage.

"Excuse you," She snapped, her bark catching attention from those around, "Do I get an apology you brat?"

"'Brat'?! Just who do you think you're talking to?!" Draco snapped back his scowl being enough to show how annoyed he was.

"You- Arrogant little shi-" "Excuse me," Ingress cut the woman's swear off, "Ms, my cousin didn't mean anything by bumping into you. The crowds, as you can see, are rather rough and it was me that knocked into him first."

"Oh?" The woman snapped, obviously ranking her eyes up and down the teen, "You think your looks and stiff back can let you get away from apologizing to me?"