Weasley's Charm: F.W

𝒬𝓊𝒾𝒹𝒹𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽 𝑀𝒶𝓉𝒸𝒽

Y/n pov:

Mr Weasley took all of us towards the stadium where the match was. I was buzzing with excitement that we were here. The air was amazing, people smiling and laughing. Mr Weasley told us to keep walking up the thousands of steps we had to climb, it was very tall.

"Merlin dad how far up are we?" Ron asked. "Well let's just say, if it rains... you'll be the first to know." Lucius Malfoy smirked. Standing next to him was the ignorant little daddy issues. "Father and I are in the Minister's box you see." He gleamed.

None of us really give a shit if he was, "Don't boast Draco. There's no need with these people." Lucius snapped. "OI! Daddy issues! How about you shove your father's wand up your arse and shut the hell up!" I shouted.

The two blonde men looked disgusted and half offended. Suddenly, Fred grabbed my waist pulling me back, silently telling me to be quiet. "Do enjoy yourself won't you? While you still can." With a swish of his cloak the both ran off.

I turned back around and headed back up the stairs in silence, everyone behind amazed that I stood up to Lucius Malfoy and his son.

"Bloody hell y/n!" Ron stated dreamily. His look was dreamed but tough at the same time. Turing my vision over to Fred he looked... proud? His head was held up high with a massive smirk on his face.

I rolled my eyes and turned around to hold onto the rail. "Hey y/n."
"Hey ced. You look upset, what's troubling you?" Cedric looked down to his feet and sighed, "Cho. She said no to going on a date."
"Well then she is incredibly stupid. Don't worry girls are going crazy for you."

He seemed to relax a bit as the game started. Veela's started filling the pitch and all the boys looked in a dreamy state. I clenched my jaw as I saw Fred looking over. God y/n pull yourself together! You hate each other! Or so I thought.

Once Fred saw my face he just looked at me. It was a very weird but nice moment. I felt like I was on cloud 9. God it sounds cringe but it's true. For some random reason me and Fred keep either looking at each other or accidentally touching each others hands. I'm not going to complain but it just seems weird when I think about it.

The match fully started and it was so cool! Viktor Krum is a massive bae, Hermione was basically in love with him, but not as much as Ron. Quidditch is one of my most favourite thing ever.

Ginny kept whispering in my ear telling me that she will be in their place one day playing for England. The way that she was going I could tell she is going to be the best Quidditch player ever. 

The match ended with Ireland winning but Viktor Krum catches the snitch. This also meant the twins won the bet. The least to say was that they were extremely excited. Most of the night was them singing about winning the money.

We got back to our tent and the twins immediately started dancing and singing. Fred started whistling and George grabbed the flag. I was in the kitchen when I heard Ron say something about Krum and the twins started screaming a song. Idiots.

Outside the tent was a massive crash and many people were screaming. My hairs on my arms stood up and I began to panic. I rushed and grabbed my wand holding it close, Mr Weasley ran inside, "We need to leave! Now!" We ran out of the tent.

Fire screaming and curling over tents and people. Smoke filled the air to the point it was difficult to breathe. "Everyone get to the forest! AND STICK TOGETHER!" Fred instantly grabbed my hand and dragged me as fast as he could. He had a determined look on his face. Inside I'm screaming, outside I know someone was going to get hurt. 

We travelled through the campsite, when someone grabbed my other wrist...

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The next chapter we might be saying goodbye to one of our characters... maybe.

How's your day/night going?

Caitlin xoxo