Gwen Bennett Song didn't surround herself with many people. She didn't go out of her way to make new friends or to be seen by others. She actually preferred to remain in the shadows and unnoticed. She was fine with what she already had; a small grou...
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Usually, Gwen wasn't a fan of loud places or big crowds. Especially lately. But in that particular moment, she felt somewhat grateful for the cacophony of voices mixing together and surrounding her, filling her ears so much that she had to lean closer to Oliver to be able to hear what he was saying. They sat together as they waited, reading through Oli's copy of Seeker Weekly.
Gwen knew that in any other situation she'd be wishing for everyone to quiet down. But at the same time, she was happy because all of the noise managed to tune out the whispers and murmurs that she'd noticed following them from the moment they'd made their way into the camp close to the arena. She even knew Oli occupying her with the magazine was his attempt at distracting her from it.
The whole summer gave Oliver and Gwen plenty of time to hide away and avoid situations where people would turn their way as soon as a single person spotted them. But both siblings knew that, sooner or later, it would be time to face reality again. Honestly, it was better to have the first time this way, doing something they enjoy, rather than only when they returned to Hogwarts.
"Oh, the view is going to be so good!"
It was the sound of familiar voices that had both Oliver and Gwen looking away from the pages covering fan predictions for the Final. Gwen could see all of the Weasleys starting to crowd into the box. While Arthur was quick to join the side of Gwen's fathers, and the fourth-year trio along with Ginny were quick to rush to the edge of the box in awe, the remaining two Weasleys bounced towards Gwen and Oliver instead. Not, however, before making sure to glare at the Malfoys.
"Oliver Cahill Rawlins! Traitor!" Both the twins exclaimed at the same moment once they spotted Oliver adorned in his red clothes and the odd-looking top hat which continued to flash with the colours of the Bulgarian team.
"Oh, come on! Look at my dads. How could I wear anything else?" Oliver tried to protest, pointing in the direction of Nicholas and Henry who just like him made sure to show where their allegiances lie. Although in a much more subtle way.
Neither Fred nor George actually replied to their friend's question. They simply turned their eyes towards Oliver's sister, clearly silently saying 'Like that.'
"Okay, Gwen doesn't count. Adam was Irish. Just like me, she has to support Ireland." Oliver defended, but Gwen was quick to cut short his excuses.
"Actually, I support Ireland because they're far superior." She pointed out, a sharp look knowing he was already aware of that little fact.
"That's it. We're spending the evening with Gwen." George announced, quickly leaving Oliver's side and rushing over to the empty seat beside Gwen and claiming it for himself.
"I'm sorry. Who are you? I'm afraid we haven't met before." Fred continued on with his brother's rouse, proceeding to do the same. As the twins left the two seats beside Oliver empty, Henry and Nicholas were left only to question what happened once they started to turn back only to find George and Fred occupying the spots they'd claimed for themselves. And all Gwen could really do in the middle of all of this was simply laugh.
