Now, Where Should We Begin? (Weasley Twins)

Chapter 61 - A Living Nightmare

(I'm sorry everyone, I cant edit again, to much going on.)

The second Kennedy stepped foot into the tent she was met with the warmth of a fire and the total comfort of what a home had. Inside the tent looked nothing like what it should, in fact the entire room was about the size of four tents stacked next to one another, and that was excluding the added rooms like sleeping areas, a bathroom and a kitchen.

Soon enough Kennedy realized she could even stand straight up without smacking her head against a stray metal poll or get tangled within the loose ends of the tent fabric. It was quite the wonderful feeling and Kennedy's back practically sang at the realization that it wouldn't have to be hunched over all the time.

Kennedy was never really a camper, but she didn't really know the experience since she hadn't ever been camping. And if she were being honest, this would probably be the closest she would ever get. After spending so much of your childhood out on the streets and in the woods a few miles from home, you get tired of waking up to cayotes steeling your shoes while the police rushed over to make sure you weren't dead or harmed.

That was yet another thing that made Kennedy's past so... intriguing.

With a smile on her face she stepped further into the tent and set her bag down onto one of the cushions in the middle of the room before she walked over to the dining area where Fred and George were sitting with there feet up on the table.

Kennedy jogged over to them and spun around so she could hop up onto the table between the twos feet. Her feet dangled as she drummed with one hand on one of their feet.

"Girls. Choose a bunk and unpack. Ron, get out of the kitchen we're all hungry." Arthur hollered as he walked just past the three at the table.

"Yeah get out of the kitchen Ron!" Fred and George hollered with smirks causing Arthur to roll his eyes.

"Feet off the table." He instruct causing the twins to drop their feet until their father was out of eye sight, then they put them right back up.

"Feet off the table." They mumbled with smiles as they nudged Kennedy who laughed back.

"Kennedy-" Arthur started.

"Arse off the table?" She hollered into the tents atmosphere only to here a slight grunt from the man in response. "Sir yes sir." She replied as she scoot herself off the table only to lean against it.

Across the room Harry seemed to still be stuck in a daze, gazing with his jaw dropped at all that was within the not so small tent.

"I love magic." He gaped.

"Wicked." Kennedy whispered as she looked through the crack of the tents entrance to see the craziness beyond.

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It had been about two hours since the large group of Weasley's plus three had arrived at camp. Once thy were all settled and had gotten together with a few nearby tents for some dinner, they all made there way towards the stadium where the World Cup would immense.

As they made there way up the side of the stadium, Kennedy couldn't help but wonder at the sight beyond her. The stars twinkled up in the air and the warm breeze that past them all as they went further into the sky only grew cooler and cooler.

Nobody was complaining either since they were all growing slightly warm with the amount of stairs they were going up.

As much as Kennedy was overly grateful for the opportunity Arthur and Molly had given her the chance to have, but she couldn't help but wonder at what it must've been like to be closer to the bottom where you could very clearly see the game.