Eros's attention was drawn from his magazine by a girl who looked closer to Artemis's age than his own. He glanced over at his still-tantruming sister and the governess that looked near tears before smiling back at the redhead. His governess and his sister were both at a distance enough that it was easily possible for anyone approaching Eros to not even realize he was with them. Which was a good thing right now, as far as he was concerned. Sometimes Artemis could be embarrassing when she got like this!

"I'm reading the Quidditch Gazette - do you like Quidditch?" He asked curiously. His toy broom resting beside him made it obvious what Eros's answer would be if it were turned on him. "The World Cup is coming up and a lot of professional players are hoping to be picked for the National Team!"