"Most definitely!" Madeleine laughed, cheering as the firework in question burst into color. "Come on, Sparrow, live a little! It's the Cup!"
And she was certainly living it up herself. Madeleine was sporting a Puddlemere United "tattoo" on one cheek, that moved about and would unleash a shower of (harmless!) sparks whenever points were scored for the team. But her real pride and joy was an absolutely gargantuan, plush, dark blue top hat emblazoned with the Puddlemere bulrushes. It was perched on her head, singing "Beat Back Those Bludgers, Boys, and Bring That Quaffle Here" at the top of its tinny little lungs. She'd seen it on a man in the marketplace, and although he'd told her it had been a custom job, he'd swept it off his own head and dropped it on top of hers. "But I think that a loyal girl such as yourself has far more need of it than I in this hour," he'd chuckled, bowing low. "Once the Snitch has been caught, you may return it to me."
The memory made her grin, reaching up to touch the hat again. She still couldn't believe he'd given it to her so easily--it was so neat!
"How long've we got until it starts?" she asked, hanging over the edge of the stands and surveying the pitch. "It's gotta be soon, right?"