Eros did not have a care in the world as his governess took both himself and Artemis to the park to get them out of their parents hair. Eros had his toy broom with him and was eyeing the ponds. Ducks had slowly begun to come back and he was watching them as they settled into the pond.

Truth be told, he was bored. And then Artemis started kicking up a fuss which made Eros roll his eyes. His sisters half-veela temper was - as always - a lot more dramatic than his own tended to be. At least in his opinion. Looking away from the ducks, he opened up the Quidditch magazine that he had brought along, eyes eagerly taking in the names so far of Quidditch players who had announced their intention to try out for the National Team.