The Hogwarts Extras

•The Quidditch World Cup•

"Ritisha, dear!" The girl's mother called from down the stairs. Ritisha groaned and looked over to the clock, 8:17 A.M. 'It's too early for this.' She thought to herself. "Ritisha!" Her mother called once more. The now fourteen year old stumbled out of bed and put on her dressing gown. "What?!" Ritisha called from the top of the stairs.

"Someone is on the phone, they're asking for you!"

The girl had to think hard on who would be calling her, especially this early in the morning. Pushing those thoughts away, she walked down the stairs, her hands gazing upon the railing for balance. Her kind mother handed her the phone that was connected to the wall.

"Hullo?" Asked Ritisha lazily, still tired from waking up early.

"HELLO? IS THIS RITISHA? IT'S CAYLIN LANGSLEY, IM CALLING FROM A MUGGLE BOOTH! YOU GAVE ME YOUR TELLAFONY NUMBER!"

Ritisha had to hold the phone away from her ear as her friend yelled. "A little warning next time?" She whispered to her mum. "I didn't get one. It was only fair." Her mother told with an evil grin.

"Cay, you don't have to talk that loud-"

"WHAT?!"

"I said- You don't have to talk that loud!"

"Oh."

"Just talk in a regular voice, like we're right next to each other." Ritisha explained, it was awkward having to tell someone your age how to use a phone. "I forgot I sent that letter giving you my number." Laughed the Gryffindor.

"Yeah, well, I'm here to give you an invitation." Started Caylin, excitement in her voice. "Oh yeah? For what?"

"My parents were going to go to this really big event and had to bring a plus one, well including me, but they canceled last minute, sooo we just have these tickets laying around!" The giddiness in her voice was almost too much to handle.

"For what?!" Asked Ritisha, practically jumping.

"The Quidditch World Cup!"

'Dear Caylin,

Are you kidding?! I am so going to hex you if you're pulling my wand! If you're not, I'll see you at The Leaky Cauldron bright and early on August 21 then!

Yours truly,
Jada'

'Dear Cay

NO BLOODY WAY! QUIDDITCH WORLD CUP! IM SO GOING! LEAKY CAULDRON 10AM AUGUST 21 SEE YOU THEN!

-Sam'

Dear Caylin

Yes, sounds wonderful! I shall see you lot then.

The best of wishes,
Noemi'

And so on the 21 of August, the girls were either using the floo network, knight bus, their car, or the subway to arrive to the Leaky Cauldron. They all arrived two hours until noon at the pub/ inn.

"Hey! It's been forever!" Yelled Noemi, dropping her bags on the floor where Tom, the Inn keeper, ran to pick it up. "Heyya girlie!" Screamed Ritisha, picking up the other girl in a giant hug.

"Hey losers!" Said Caylin, walking down the stairs from the second floor of the inn with something fluffy in her hand. "Caylin! Thank you again for inviting us!" Thanked Sam, who had a Irish Quidditch team sweater on. "No problem."

"Oy, Cay. Wotcha got there?" Asked Ritisha, pointing to the fluffy thing in Caylin's hand. "This is Puma, my bombay cat." She held out her black cat and with bright yellow eyes. "My brother, Leo, his owl died and so he; instead of buying a new owl, took mine. So, I was going to get a new owl, but I wanted to switch things up and got a Cat." Puma purred and fell asleep in Caylin's hand.