The second Mikaelson daughter ✨🤍 (HarryxReader)

~𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐐𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐂𝐮𝐩~ (𝐘.𝟒)

"While you were staring at Cho Chang"

Y/N's POV:

As we arrived at our tent Mr Weasley said goodbye to Mr Diggory and Cedric and we went in. Harry's eyes widened as he saw how the small tent turned into a huge one once you entered.

„I love magic" he said in awe.

There were several bunkbeds in the tent. Me and Hermione took one and argued about who is going on top and who is going on the bottom. After a few minutes we decided finally.

„I hate you" I rolled my eyes. „No you don't" she smiled at me.

After 2 hours it was finally time to watch the quidditch World Cup Game. We were going up the stairs at the stadium.

„How far up are we going dad?" Ron asked.

„Let's say if it rains you will be the first ones to find out" Lucius Malfoy said making Draco laugh loudly. I rolled my eyes. „Let's go" i said and turned away.

„L/N!" Draco yelled. „You know you you could've had all this if you were with me" he added.

I turned around and looked at him with disgust.
„And exactly why would I want that??" I laughed.

„We're sitting with the minister of magic" Draco said. I laughed slightly. „I don't Care who Your sitting with Malfoy, I'm not interested and my name is Y/N Mikaelson" I turned around and we kept going to our seats.

Everyone sat down except me and Ginny and there were two seats left, one next to George and one next to Harry. I made my way over to Harry but I was too late, Ginny sat down next to him and I sat down next to George.

"Y/N, wanna swap seats?" Ron said who was also sitting next to Harry. But just the thought of Ginny flirting with Harry made me uncomfortable. "No, I'm good here, I'm sure it will be funny next to these two." I smiled.

I just sat there when George tapped me on my shoulder. "Look there is the best team" he pointed at the Irish quidditch team that were entering the stadium. I smiled weakly. The twins were huge Ireland fans. Me personally thought that the Bulgarians were underrated. (Fun fact: I'm actually born and raised in Bulgaria)

After a while the Bulgarians entered the stadium as well. Their seeker was the one that got cheered on the most.

"Viktor Krum" I heard Ron say in awe. "The best seeker in the world." He added.

As the quidditch match went on I often looked at Hermione,Ron,Harry and Ginny that were laughing and joking and I felt a frown form on my face.

The Irish team won the game.

As we were back in the tent the twins were celebrating,Ron was pissed because he was the biggest Krum fan, Hermione was chatting with Ginny and Harry and I was sitting on the bottom of the bunk bed me and Hermione were sharing. I was reading a book and just wasn't in the mood.

"There is no one like Krum" Ron stood up. "He's like a bird the way he rides the wind" Ron continued.
"He's more than an athlete....he's an artist"

"I think you're in love, Ron" Ginny teased.

"Viktor I love you" Fred started singing. "Viktor I do." George continued. "Whenever we're a part, my heart beats only for you" Fred,George and Harry sang.

I looked up from my book and laughed slightly as I saw Harry frowning at me. "What" I mouthed. He came up to me.

"Are you alright?" He asked. "Yeah, I am" I said. "You sure don't look like you are" he replied.