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—— THE PORTKEY ; 𝟬𝟮𝟰 「❀」| 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣 . 𝟮𝟰
╔═══*.·:·.☽✧ ✦ ✧☾.·:·.*═══╗ THE ONE WITH THE PORTKEY ╚═══*.·:·.☽✧ ✦ ✧☾.·:·.*═══╝ ❰ 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋 ❱
——ELIZA WAS SHAKEN AWAKE BY REMUS. she groaned, almost bashing her forehead into his as she sat up.
"what?" she snapped.
"the quidditch cup is today — !"
"the WHAT?"
"the quidditch cup, dumbass," remus rolled his eyes, urging her to get up once more before departing to wake sirius.
she didn't dress fancy, simply because she didn't feel like it. if she were to be walking most of the time, why would she want to wear something uncomfortable? nevertheless, she threw on a pair of dark blue jeans, that, yet again, went wider down at her ankles, and a grey sweater that she may or may not have stolen from harry.
she rushed down the stairs and into the kitchen, where a very tired looking remus and sirius were sitting.
"are you sure you don't want to come?" she asked, after switching the kettle on, and the sizzling sound filled the room.
"yes, i'm very sure, not as much of a quidditch fan as you lot, i'm sure poor pads would've wanted to go," said remus, smirking as he nudged his partners side.
"shut up," sirius growled, digging his head deeper into his arms.
"someone's jealous," eliza sang, as she poured milk into her mug, that was already filled with burning water.
"fine. maybe a little bit . . . jealous," said sirius, making fake sobs that were muffled by the material of his clothes.
"i knew it!" said remus, his fist punching the air in victory.
"oh just shut up!"
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——WHEN ELIZA ARRIVED AF THE BURROW, HARRY, JAMES, AND THE REST OF THE GINGER CLAN OF WEASLEYS WERE PRESENT.
