𝕊ℙ𝔼ℂ𝕀𝔸𝕃 [Harry x reader]

-[75] The Quidditch World Cup-

[Y/N POV]

It was time. We lot all got into the Quidditch stadium and moved towards our seats. 

''Blimey dad, how far up are we?'' Ron asked. 

''Well, put it this way: If it rains, you'll be the first to know.'' I heard an annoying voice tell. I turned to see Barbie and his son snickering. I glared at them. 

''Father and I are in the minister's box by personal invitation of Cornelius Fudge himself.'' Blondie spat proudly. 

''Yeah go sit with the oldies, Blondie.'' I said as Fred and George snickered. The son and father both glared at me as I threw a smirk and wink. 

''Don't boast, Draco.'' Lucius said as he hit Blondie with his cane. 

''There's no need with these people.'' he continued. I rolled my eyes as Harry put an arm aroud me and pulled me back, indicating me to move on. But before we could be so, a cane blocked Harry.

 ''Do enjoy yourself, won't you? While you can.'' Barbie said and smirked. 

''Take out your arm, Pottah!'' Blondie said as we looked confused. I then realized that Harry's arm were around me shoulders and went pink.

 ''What if he won't.'' I spat and held the arm wrapped around my shoulder. Blondie glared holes as he huffed and left with his father. I then turned towards Harry to see him all red.

 ''Let's go.'' I said as we moved to our seats.

The crowd were going wild before the match even started. I stood next to Ced, Fred and George the other side of me. They put an arm each around me protectively as I snickered.

 ''Stop it.'' I said chuckling as they lifted their hands off my shoulders. 

''If he tries to hurt you Y/N/N--'' George said threateningly but I cut him of by saying 

''I know Georgie. Don't worry.'' As soon as I said that, a team flew over us into the field. 

''It's the Irish! There's Troy.'' Fred screamed as I clapped.

 ''And Mullet!''

 ''and Moran!'' They both yelled, excited as the players flew around the grounds. 

''Here comes the Bulgarians!'' I yelled as other players in red boom into the grounds. I saw one of the players doing a stunt on their broom.

 ''Who's that?'' Ginny asked from beside George. 

''That sis, is the best seeker in the world.'' George replied as all at the stadium begn chanting, including me. 

''Krum! Krum! Krum!'' We saw that there was a big screen which potrayed him as we chanted. 

''Good evening! As Minister for Magic, it gives me great pleasure to welcome each and everyone of you to the final of the 422nd Quidditch World Cup! Let the match. begin!'' The minister's voice boomed across the stands.

Time Skip

Just as Fred and George said, The Irish won but Krum caught the snitch. All were very happy as we returned to the tent. 

''Krum! Krum! Krum! Krum!'' Harry, Ron and I chanted as Fred and George snag and danced. I heard shouting from outside and Mr. Weasley noticed it too, so he left to check it out. 

''There's no one like Krum!'' Ron said as he got on the small platform in the tent.

 ''Krum? Dumb Krum?'' Fred asked as Ron replied