'Wonderful' Vera beamed, and clapped her hands together, causing both mothers to look up for a moment, before returning to their quiet discussion. She gave a sheepish grin at her own enthusism.

Vera tipped the last of the tea into their respective cups, the clank of the pot being set once again on the tray and vanishing with a pop from the house elves seemed to signal the end of the tea. Although Vera had to admit that inspite of the rather orchestrated nature of the interegnum she had rather enjoyed the chat. The mothers appeared to be gathering their things and the clock in the hall had indicated that rather a deal of time had passed for the two.

'If you need any other introductions Mister Foxwood, please just let me know, between my father and myself I would wager we know most of the quidditch owners in England, and are particular friends with head of games and sports, a dinner could be arranged if it would be useful.' she offered.

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