You're Gonna Go Far, Kid

Name: Crispin Pratt XIV Occupation: Owner and Manager of the Montrose Magpies Gender: Cis Male Age: 23 Face Claim: Jamie Campbell Bower Relationship Status: Engaged to Will Davidson You've probably run in to the Pratt family before. You know their name. They're one of the biggest wizarding families in Scotland, if not the entire UK. Cris is the oldest of three boys. On their twentieth birthdays, the Pratt boys get to choose any Quidditch Team they want, and their father will buy it for them. Cris chose the Montrose Magpies, as they were (and still are) the best in the league. Cris is the only boy out of the three brothers that is actually business savvy and good with math, so the Magpies have remained in their standing since he took over. He also has a taste for fashion, interior design, and shopping. Spending money is his favorite hobby.

[tasia-montague-blog]

“A girlfriend.”

[crispinpratt]

“Are you volunteering then?”

[photographermaritzaruiz-blog]

“Well. Just because he’s got access to it doesn’t necessarily mean he’s got it yet, surely, so you could buy him something you think he’d appreciate but wouldn’t buy for himself?”

[crispinpratt]

“Like what? Socks?”

[barkeepamberfonesca-blog]

“Well. I’m getting him a guitar I know he’s been eyeing for a couple months now but hasn’t bought yet. You could get him a case or another nice amp to go along with it. You can never go wrong with instruments for him.”

[crispinpratt]

“First off, my present has to be the best. It’s no tag along present.”

“Secondly, who the fuck are you?”

[ballycastlepyxistravers-blog]

“Take him shopping for a day and let him pick his own gift. That’s what I do with my sisters, and they’re always far more appreciative of that than they are of me buying them something they’re never going to end up using.”

[crispinpratt]

“Travers, you know I don’t want to spend any time with my brother, let alone a day.”

[holyheadangelburke-blog]

“Well, maybe ask him if there’s anything in particular that he’d like? It’s a rather odd situation to be in, I suppose. He’s got to have something in mind that you could get him.”

[crispinpratt]

“That would mean I have to talk to him. I’d rather not do that.”

[gossiphazelortiz-blog]

“You’re talking about Vance, right? The new Harpies owner?”

“I would get him something relating to the team. Maybe a set of winter wear, or personalized jacket, something to that effect. A congratulations for owning the team and an almost personal gift in one.”

[crispinpratt]

“Hm. I suppose. But he might start thinking he’s better than me, if I do something like that. I don’t think you understand my brother.”

[montrosewilldavidson-blog]

“I still think you should just get him a Playboy and be done with it. He’d appreciate it plenty well enough. And cover it up with some fancy outfit so your parents think you gave him something socially acceptable.”

[crispinpratt]

“Will. That’s a terrible idea. Try again.”

[rorywebster-blog]

“Do you reckon they would?”

[crispinpratt]

“Oh, yes. He’s not a rich boy, after all. And my parent’s are particularly the least racist people out there.” 

[crispinpratt]

“I’m socially obligated to buy my little brother something for his birthday, but I don’t know what to get him. What do you get someone who already has access to anything they ever wanted?”

[rorywebster-blog]

“It sounds like you’ve got a good system worked out. You make a great couple.”

[crispinpratt]

“Mm, thank you. I really do love him. I’m lucky I found him, and that my parents haven’t killed me for it yet.”

[miss-astrid-nyqvist-blog]

Astrid had finished up her work for the afternoon earlier than anticipated, and had decided the best way to reward herself would be to get coffee at her favorite coffee shop. She hadn’t expected to recognize anyone, but as she turned to find a table, she saw Cris Pratt and a mischievous smile crossed her face. He looked like he desperately needed some peace and quiet, and part of Astrid sympathized with that, but the other overwhelming part wanted to wreck havoc in his life, or at least day.

Clutching her coffee and sandwich, she sauntered over towards his table, sitting down across from him uninvited. “If it isn’t Mr. Crispin Pratt himself,” she said, grinning in her most faux pleasant way,  “We haven’t spoken face-to-face in any amount of length. I’m Astrid Nyqvist, Owner of the Ballycastle Bats, and founder of Nyqvist.” 

She stretched her arm across the table, making sure to knock into his coffee enough to make it wobble, yet not completely fall. “You have quite a reputation, Mr. Pratt.”

[crispinpratt]

Cris grasped for his coffee, making certain it didn’t fall, and pulled it closer to himself before begrudgingly taking her hand and shaking it. “Of course you are,” he spoke with a frown, “I figured you would find me sooner or later, being as I would never recognize you on the streets. I suppose I have an easily recognizable face. Or maybe it’s because I’m in so many magazines.” 

He had to start with sass, as he just didn’t know how else to react to her rather rude intrusion. She was one of the last people Cris ever wanted to talk to, let alone meet while he was trying to get work done. He was so close to finishing the paychecks for the week, too.

“Yes, well, what kind of reputation do I have now a days? A good one, I’m hoping?” It was meant to be a joke, but Cris was genuinely curious what this woman had heard before getting into the business, or being so new to the business. “I’m afraid I haven’t heard much about you.” Not particularly true, but he didn’t want to admit it. 

[holyheadharpy-allora-deactivate]

“Whose kind of fantasy is that? When I fantasize it’s about having a whole pizza to myself and laying in bed.”

“.. It’s not that I think my fans don’t deserve my company, I’d love to make them happy, but after a day with me they aren’t going to be fans anymore.”

[crispinpratt]

“You’d be surprised. People would love to know the real you, what you do on a day to day basis. It makes them crazy.”

[dailydani-blog1]

“Well, I’m sure you’ll get to know one another as time goes on. She seems very capable from what I’ve heard. So, do you have anything else you’d like to tell the fans, or shall we end it? I know you’re a very busy man and I’d hate to take up more time than necessary.”

[crispinpratt]

“I cannot possibly pull out anything else, so I believe we’re finished here.”

[montrosewilldavidson-blog]

“Of course I am.”

“But you’re better.”

[crispinpratt]

“You’re right. I am pretty great.”

[rorywebster-blog]

“It’s bad enough pinning players down for healing check-ups, I can’t imagine wedding duties get much more attention.”

[crispinpratt]

“Will’s not great at this whole wedding thing, so it’s better if I tell him what i need him to do and then do the rest myself.”

[holyheadharpy-allora-deactivate]

“Yeah- when my agent said ‘charity auction’ I thought I would just auction off one of my old brooms- this… This isn’t my area of expertise, I’m no good with dates.” 

[crispinpratt]

“Don’t think of it as a date, because it’s really not. It’s more like...a fan getting to live out their fantasies for a day. Hm. That actually sounds worse. Maybe you should think of it as a date, then.”

“Either or, I participate for the charity side of it. If I don’t, it looks bad.”

[holyheadangelburke-blog]

“Fair point. It’s a rather cute dynamic nonetheless, though. Is Will really as… gruff, as he appears to be? I haven’t had a chance to talk to him yet, so I’ve no idea myself.”

[crispinpratt]

“Will is...Will is gruff, yes. He is a very gruff man. But he can be sweet, believe it or not. He’s tough on the outside but sugar on the inside, once you’ve broken in deep enough. Like a candy.”