The Raven and the Ginger

Chapter 6

We all grabbed for the port key, Harry barely reaching it in time before we were sucked into the vacuum-like magic.

There was no way I could have landed anywhere worse. Right on top of Cedric. However, I was only there for a split second before I was hoisted off by two tall gingers, glaring daggers at the brown haired boy, who was still trying to avoid eye contact.

Our two groups split quickly and went to our separate tents. I was a bit wary at the sight of the tent that looked like it would bust just at the sight of the eight of us, not including Percy who was going to apperate later in the day. When we stepped in, my breath hitched at the beauty interior. It was like a small cottage.

Ginny grabbed my arm and Hermione followed us over to one of the side rooms with four hammocks.

"I call top bunk!" I cry, rushing to put my bags on the bed, Ginny yelling from behind me in protest, before realizing there was another set and smiled contently.

Hermione rolled her eyes before heading towards the bed under Ginny.

I grabbed the camera I took with me and set it under my pillow, I needed to remember to bring that with us to the match. Suddenly I snatched it back out and skipped over to Ginny and Hermione and we took quite a bit of photos. Funny, serious, sexy, and a few nice ones with orders from Hermione.

I slipped them in my separate scrapbook, I'm sure Fred and George wouldn't want a bunch of random pictures of three girls in their book.

From our room I hear Mr. Weasley scold Ron in the kitchen. I poked my head out from the curtain that disconnected the room from the rest of the tent to hear the twins get their reprimands.

"Feet off the table!" I knew Arthur could tell he already had his hands full.

"Feet off the table!" The twins chorused back together as they only took them off for a split second before placing them back in the table cloth.

I waved in their direction, to get them to follow me. Just then George was called over by Arthur and he shot me an apologetic look, but Fred got out of his seat and walked over.

"What's up?"

"I just noticed some trolleys with some team spirit gear and little trinkets, want to come with?"

"Sure!"

"Shouldn't we wait for George?"

"He'll be too long, we can grab him some stuff."

We had been walking around for quite a while and had grabbed a few scarves, face paint, hats, beads, a Bulgarian themed chessboard for Ron, a flag for George, another hat for Ginny and some things for the other kids.

"Oh, Adora, look at this!" Fred held up matching friendship bracelets and held them up. One was red, the other black.

"That's real nice Freddie but what about George? He'll feel left out!"

"Nah, he'll get over it. Please!" He widened his eyes and looked completely stupid but I gave in and soon we were walking back to the tent, a red beaded bracelet on my wrist, and a black one on his.

George was excited to see us back as we handed out our stash. Ginny as well.

All of a sudden my hand was yanked up and hit Fred wrist as they were taken into George's hands and he looked at us with feigned hurt in his eyes, "You guys got friendship bracelets without me? I feel betrayed!" He cried.

"Georgie, you and lee got matching tattoos..." Fred said seriously and in a threatening tone.

"Tattoos! George! How come you never told me?" I said, shocked at this new information, "show me right now!"