Jade Evans, Death Eater {Jade Book 4}

Chapter 3

If you have any interest in the Divergent Trilogy, please read my Divergent fanfic, Quelled! No, it is not an Allegiant continuation, nor is it the Divergent series from Tobias's POV. It is about a girl with aptitude for all five factions who is trying not to get herself killed.

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I quickly stepped away from the mouldy piece of bread that was our Portkey to the Quidditch World Cup final.

Anja looked slightly green, and I didn't blame her.

Looking disgusted, Father picked up the piece of bread, then motioned for our group to follow him.

Our group consisted of nine people; Father, Anja, Felix Helve (a Ravenclaw boy in my year who was friends with Alex), Felix's parents, Ridley Smith (a Slytherin boy in my year who I'd never talked to before), Ridley's parents and me. We all lived near each other, so we ended up using the same Portkey to get here.

As we walked towards some unseen camping ground, the four of us talked. I found out that both Felix's parents were Muggle-borns (I didn't know if that made him a Muggle-born or a half-blood), while Ridley's were both half-bloods.

"So, who d'you think'll win?" Anja asked the group.

"Obviously, we're supposed to support Ireland, but even so, I think it'll be very close. Ireland have some amazing players, but...well...Bulgaria has Krum," Ridley finished.

I nodded in agreement.

He had a fair point.

"Even so, we're meant to say that Ireland will win," Felix pointed out. "So I say: Ireland will win!"

The three of us laughed, just as we came to a man standing there with a crate of what I assumed were used Portkeys.

Father gladly threw our Portkey into the crate, then turned to the man. After he indicated who we were, we were sent to our separate areas.

As it turned out, the Helves and the Smiths were right next to each other, and weren't far from us, either.

We set up our tent quickly – I had been camping enough times to know how to set up a tent, and so had Anja.

So Father was blindly following the instructions of his 14-year-old twin daughters.

***

We sat down in our seats. As it happened, Draco Malfoy was sitting next to me.

It made sense that we would end up next to each other. After all, both our fathers were Death Eaters. I suspected that soon, both Draco and I would be too.

***

They showed an unusual animal from each of the two countries.

First up was Bulgaria's. They had Veelas, beautiful woman-like creatures. They sang ridiculously high-pitched songs, which enchanted men and forced them to do all sorts of strange things – lucky I was a girl.

Next to me, Draco had stood up and had begun shredding all his Ireland merchandise.

Smirking, I grabbed his arm and forced him to turn away from the Veelas. "Hey! Draco!"

He shook his head to clear it. "Wait, what happened?" He glanced down at his half-shredded green shamrock with an expression of utmost confusion on his face.

"Veelas," I told him. "They enchant men with their songs and make them do stuff, supposedly to gain their love."

Draco sighed. "Oh. What – hang on, the Veelas are leaving! The Irish – leprechauns."

For many leprechauns had just appeared, and a shower of gold fell to the ground. People cheered and began scrambling to the ground to get it, but I didn't bother.

It was completely pointless.

Draco emerged from under his seat with two handfuls of coins. His mother, who was sitting next to him, looked slightly disgusted at his immature behaviour.

He sat back down, then suddenly realised that I hadn't made any move to get the leprechaun gold. "Aren't you going to get some?"

I shook my head. "No thanks," I declined politely.

Draco stared at me. "Surely you can't be that rich?!" he scoffed.

"I'm not. But this gold won't make me any richer. Leprechaun gold disappears soon after the leprechauns release it," I explained.

He glanced down at the money in his hand. "Well, in that case..."

He dropped all the leprechaun gold on the ground, just as they finished announcing the players.

The game began.

***

Ireland was miles ahead now – if Krum caught the Snitch now, Bulgaria would still lose.

For some reason, Krum caught it anyway.

Ireland had won.

I let the rest of Ireland's supporters cheer and scream, while I just grinned. My mind wandered...

I couldn't wait for school to go back, yet there was one thing I was really not looking forward to.

More Occlumency lessons.

There was another event I really should have been worrying about more.

Unfortunately, I had no idea it was going to happen.