Darkness had fallen when Cedric and Delilah appeared. Their hair had clearly been flattened by hand to appear presentable and both of them had small purple markings leading down below their T-shirt necklines.
"Your lipgloss is smudged Delilah," Fred comments, a harsh tone in his voice the witch had never heard before.
"Delilah, let me paint your face!" Ginny calls, trying to diffuse the tension that was thick in the air.
"Blimey Dad," Ron calls. "How far up ARE we?"
A loud drawling voice draws their attention and they look down to see Lucius Malfoy and Draco Malfoy, exuding arrogance and entitlement.
"Well put it this way, if it rains you'll be the first to know,"
"Father and I are in the minister's box, by personal invitation of Cornelius Fudge himself"
They all wince when Lucius stabs his can harshly into Draco's stomach. Delilah shoots the boy a look of pity which is returned with a look of vulnerability.
Delilah always knew that Draco Malfoy was a complex array of layers, groomed by his father to keep up the family image. Delilah offers him a gentle smile which he returns.
"Don't boast Draco. There's no need with these- People" Lucius hooks his cane onto Delilah's shoe. "Do enjoy yourself won't you? While you can"
"It's been a pleasure, Mr Malfoy," Delilah says. "Not one I would like to repeat anytime soon though. Draco"
Delilah offers the boy a nod which is returned before Delilah turns to make the ascent of the stairs, taking Cedric's outstretched helping hand.
The opening ceremonies begin just as they arrive at their designated seats for the game. Fred and George had waylaid them by making a bet with Ludo Bagman against the advice of Delilah and Stuart. Balloons fly across the stadium and fireworks go off, lighting up the sky above with an array of different colours.
"Come on, take your seats" Mr Weasley calls. "I told you these seats would be worth waiting for"
"Come on!" George cheers, him and Stuart sharing a scarf, their hands intertwined.
"It's the Irish!" Fred shouts. "IT'S OUR PEOPLE"
"THE GINGERS" All the Weasley children scream.
"Come on Delilah," Harry says. "You're ginger"
"I have auburn hair, Harold," Delilah says, flipping her hair for effect. "Watch your mouth little brother"
Seven green and white figures fly through the air on their brooms leaving a coloured trail behind them of green and silver. A glittering leprechaun appears in the sky and starts dancing, showering everyone with leprechaun gold. Hermione claps next to Delilah, beanie pulled low over her ears.
"Here come the Bulgarians!" George shouts.
Seven red figures soar onto the pitch this time, and one of them performs a stunt on his broom. One of them appears on the large screen. Delilah grimaces at the player on the screen, the opposite to Ginny's drooling. The crowd begins to chant 'Krum, Krum, Krum'.
"KRUM" The twins roar.
"Yes!" Stuart shouts, clapping his hands.
Viktor Krum waves to the crowd and Ginny screams, grabbing onto Hermione's arm.
"Good evening!" Fudge shouts. "It gives me great pleasure to welcome each and every one of you to the final of the 422nd Quidditch World Cup. Let the match begin!"
The stadium is filled with cheers as the game begins, ending rather quickly with Bulgaria catching the snitch but Ireland winning on points.
Delilah and Hermione were dancing around the tent to the muggle music as they sing at the top of their voices. Both witches shared a love for music and often spent their time playing it on the CD player Delilah takes into Hogwarts which had been spelled by Mr Blotts.
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SKREIGH- C.DIGGORY
FanfictionIn which Cedric Diggory falls in love with the Hogwarts whack job. CEDRIC DIGGORY X OC