Bryony Capper (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} goodlight) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg, |
Even with all her attention focused on the cauldron, Bryony couldn't help but notice a child running towards her - though she wasn't quick enough to move out of the way. Fortunately, the two of them were saved from disaster by someone with faster reflexes. "It's okay," Bryony said, checking her sketch over before looking up - her eyes widening slightly. Though few people knew it, Bryony was as enthusiastic a quidditch fan as any Canons season-ticket-holder - there was no way she wasn't going to recognise Viktor Krum when she was him. Besides, he was captain of her brother's team.
Bryony got awkwardly to her feet, struggling slightly to free herself from the beanbag. She smiled down at Misha as she smoothed her robes, then glanced back at Viktor, a slight pink tinge to her cheeks. "It's really no problem, Mr Krum." Her brother always loved it when people recognised him, but Marcus found it awkward - so Bryony tried to strike a balance, acknowledging that she knew who he was without fawning over him. Having someone apologise to her for a change, instead of the more usual opposite, seemed to set her at ease. "I should really have expected it, sitting so close to the ground."
She turned her attention back to Misha, belatedly realising what his costume was intended to represent. "I love your costume," she said, smiling more widely. It was something she felt most women would be allowed to say out of simple politeness - but she actually meant it.