Hermione's sister

chapter six

when everyone has made their way downstairs mrs Weasly hugs us (after a commotion where Fred and George tried to smuggle sweets out of the house which made your tongue grow huge)  we begin to walk. None of us know exactly where we're going so we just follow mr weasly in a sleepy line. eventually we get to a hill and start to climb it. me and hermione start to fall behind, gasping for air and clutching stitches in our sides.

finally we get to the top of the hill where two guys are. one is about Arthur's age the other looks about 17-18. there's a bunch of chitchat. and then everyone begins to crowd around this ugly old boot. me and Harry stand a little further back, looking quizzically at the others. "it's a portkey" said hermione. "it takes us to where we need to go"

any questions I was about to ask were drowned as everyone started yelling at me and Harry. the portkey had started glowing blue. we quickly rushed forwards copying the others and putting one finger on the ugly old boot.

it was as if I giant hook had yanked me into the unknown. we were spinning at high speed and I could hear hermione and Harry who where either side of me yelling in fright. quite suddenly our feet were slammed into the ground and I fell over in a sprawled out mess. I was never. Ever. No matter what. Going through that again.

We appeared to be in some camp sight. After we payed for our stay with muggle money (Harry had to help mr weasly as he didn't know anything about muggle money) the guy was acting very strangely and as we left he yelled out "happy thanks giving!"

we got to two tents and mr weasly pointed to the smaller one. "girls" he said gesturing to the tiny tent. "and boys" he said entering the slightly larger one. Ginny and hermione entered the tiny one person tent like it was no big deal. But I stay behind eyeing the two tents skeptically. Inside however the tent was huge. it was like a flat. There was a kitchen, bathroom and two bunk beds.

I smile at the unexpected magic. Soon mr weasly comes to get us. We sit in a circle and mr weasly attempts to light a match. But keeps dropping it every time he does manage to light it out of excitement. eventually hermione shows him how to light it. the fire climbs much to high for a normal bonfire. Mr weasly begins to cook sausages over the flame, when some guys comes and started talking to us. Percy weasly (another redhead brother) immediately jumps to his feet and bows so low that his glasses slip of. "couldn't make me a cup of tea could you weasolbe?" asks the man. Percy blushes a brilliant shade of red and begins to make tea.

Eventually the man has to run off because two little children are flying around on broomsticks and there's muggles walking around. Suddenly there's the sound of popping everywhere. Ron yells in excitement and drags harry and hermione into the crowd. I follow quickly behind them, not wanting to get lost. My mouth falls open in amazement as I begin to take in some of the tents. One has two balconies and a chimney. Another has a pool, balcony and a giant cage full of little weird winged and furry creatures.

Ron, Harry and hermione buy a bunch of souvenirs. the only thing I buy is a miniature broomstick and a book about quidich. Eventually the crowds began to thin and then a lantern lit path was ignited. The weaslys, hermione, harry and I began to follow the lit up path to a giant stadium. It was humongous. rickety wooden stairs continued up and up and up into the sky. Mr weasly looked up at the stairs and back at us. with a cheerful laugh he said "up we go! top box!" and we began to climb the horrendously steep stairs.

At the very top of the stairs mr weasly introduced us to to minster of magic, mr fudge, who introduced us to some other minister who didn't appear to be able to speak English. We entered the box and hermione, Harry and Ron let out very audible gasps. A blond haired man and what appeared to be his wife sat in the box with who only could've been their son. He too shared the blond hair. He looked over at us and a sneer instantly found its way to his face.

"weasly, potter, granger" he drawled seemingly bored. "fancy seeing you here. I wouldn't have expected you to afford such high priority. Did you have to sell your house? actually that old dump couldn't have bought you a chair leg" Ron scowled and took a step forwards drawing is wand. hermione and Harry yanked him back giving the boy dirty looks.

After a small exchange of sharp comments. mr weasly motioned for us to sit down. I looked over the edge of the window and nearly fainted. We were probably a hundred feet of the ground. Maybe more, and the sea of tiny little people below us made me feel quite nauseated. A large board up the other end of the pitch kept advertising things. There was a roaring of sound coming particularly from the red and green flags which sang their national anthems.

Eventually  mr fudge takes out his wand and presses the tip to his throat. "welcome lady's and gentlemen, witches and wizards! boys and girls! to the quidich World Cup! I now present to you... THE BULGARIA MASCOTS!" 

A huge explosion of red smoke erupts into the air and a bunch of pretty girls walk onto the pitch. I see Hermione's eyes narrow as she study's the women. After the pretty girls prance around I begin to see strange things happening on the crowd. Particularly around the guys. Then I hear very angry voices coming from the crowd and mr fudge stands up and says: "and now... THE IRELAND MASCOTS"

"Harry! Ron!" Hermione snaps glaring at the two boys. Harry has one foot up as if he's about to climb out of the box. And Ron looks as if he's about to jump of a spring board. Both of them look up and then look around confusedly quickly sitting back down sheepishly.

As before a large amount of smoke clogs the sky, but this time it's green. Suddenly a ton of tiny little creatures dressed in green zoom up into the sky prancing around and forming peculiar shapes. Suddenly they zoom around the stadium leaving what looks like a trail of gold. When they zoom over us large hard golden objects drop onto our heads and around us. "GOLD" yells Ron happily.

I study the objects more closely. Sure enough they are, to the best of my memory, golden galleons. I quickly gather all the gold in sight and shove it into my pockets. The gold continues to drop around us until the game is thrown into action.

14 red and green clad figures zoom around, blurs as they toss a red ball to eachother. Despite reading quidich through the ages twice I still have a horribly hard time with keeping up with what's going on in front of me. It seems that Ireland is winning but I'm not one hundred percent sure. and the commentary is not helping as I've got no idea what all the quidich players names are.

Suddenly a player from each team zoom towards the ground. the red team player- from the chanting of the crowd I think His name is Victor Krum, pulls out just in time. The green team player however is not so lucky and Rams head first into the ground.

A little bit later the same thing happens but I don't really get to see it because hermione, harry and Ron all rush to the front and block my view. After the game is back into motion- Ireland's player a little bit shaky victor Krum gets smashed in the face with a bludger. But, even though is nose is streaming blood he refuses to leave the pitch and instead continues to fly around. suddenly he dips into to dive stopping just before he hits the ground is hand raised in triumph clutching the golden snitch. I've read about them. the little silver, winged balls which earn the team 150 points.