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"BLIMEY DAD. HOW FAR UP ARE WE?"
you hold the railing as you follow everyone up the multiple flights of stairs.
"well, put it this way"
you grimace at the familiar voice, making it to the top and looking down.
"if it rains.. you'll be the first to know" you roll your eyes at mr. malfoy's mocking tone.
"father and i are in the minister's box.. by personal invitation of cornelius fudge himself" draco boasts.
"don't boast, draco" mr. malfoy hisses, hitting draco in the stomach with the bottom of his fancy walking stick.
"there's no need with these people"
"there's no need for these people" you mock in a whiny voice.
you all go to walk away but mr. malfoy stick the top of his fancy walking stick, which had an iron snake with two very sharp fangs, in between harry's fingers.
"do enjoy yourself, won't you?" you look back at him, "while you can" he smirks, removing his fancy walking stick and walking off.
you scoff, holding up the middle finger to the back of his head.
hermione gasps, "[name]! who taught you that?"
you shrug, "come on, they're already going!"
you grab hermione's hand, dragging her along to keep up with harry and the weasley's.
you all walk all the way to the very, very top of the stadium, you were on the highest level.
"come on up. take your seats. i told you these seats would be worth waiting for!"
your lips part in awe as you look around the giant stadium.
"come on!" one of the twins cheers.
"woah!" you shout as a few of the irish players zoom passed your head, spurting out green and white powder from the back of their brooms.
"it's the irish! there's troy!"
"and mullet!"
"and moran!"
they shoot up in the sky, sending of giant fireworks which shape a giant leprechaun irish dancing in the sky.
you make noises of awe and excitement.
being the indecisive little shit you are, you had on a black and red scarf and white and green face paint.
"here come the bulgarians!!"
"yes!"
the bulgarians zoom through the leprechaun, turning it into a fit of red fireworks, dashing through the group of irish.
some guy zooms around, doing a trick on his broom and holding on with only his hands while kicking his legs up in the air.
"who's that?" you and ginny both question.
"that, girls, is the best seeker in the world!"
"sugoi!"
a large picture of the guy forms on the other side of the stadium.
"krum! krum! krum!" everyone was cheering.
the picture follows as he flies around the stadium.
"krum!" ron and harry cheer.
"yes!"
you clap, cheering along with the others.
"good evening!" fudge's voice rings in your ears as everyone starts to quiet down, "as minister for magic.. it gives me great pleasure.. to welcome each and every one of you... to the final of the 422nd quidditch world cup! let the match... begin!!"
everyone erupts into loud cheers again.
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