Beloved- George Weasley

Chapter 33

After setting up the tent, and exploring the campsite, they came back into the tent to get ready for the game. After a few visits from some ministry workers, and Fred and George betting all their money against Ludo Bagman and waited for the games to start.

"George, do you have any face paint?" Diana asked, walking into his section of the tent.

"Hm?" George said, as he pulled his sweater on. Diana glanced at George's toned midriff, before George fixed his sweater. 

"Oh yeah, um do you have any face paint?" She asked,

"Yeah, why?"

"Well, since we have nothing to show or support, let's paint our faces." Diana said,

"Yeah, we could. Do you know how to draw a flag?" George asked, as he dug into his bag and found his face paint, and two brushes.

"Of course, I do. It can't be that hard. You do it to me, and I'll do it to you." Diana explained, George nodded as they walked out of the tent. Fred, Bill, and Charlie sat on the ground playing a game of exploding snap, as Ron, Harry, and Hermione were still out, exploring while Mr. Weasley and Percy were outside greeting ministry officials.

"You can draw mine first." Diana told George, she sat down on the chair, as he opened the green paint and dipped the brush in. Diana shut her eyes, as George tipped her face up, she felt the brush sweeping across her face. Diana opened her eyes, looking up at George, who stared at her so intensely, he looked down at her lips, before clearing his throat, and trying to finish the flag.

"There," George said, putting the brush down.

"I think I've done amazing." 

"Let me see," Diana said, she picked up a little mirror that she had brought with, seeing that it was actually a really good flag.

"Wow, that does really look good." Diana said, George smirked.

"My turn." Diana got up from the chair, George sat down in her seat. She tipped George's face up, and he shut his eyes, as she dipped the brush into the paint. 

Diana sweeped the bursh against George's face, but something wasn't right, the flag didn't like right. She signed, thinking that she needed a closer look.

George's eyes had never flown open faster, as he felt Diana sit in his lap, her knee's touching the sides of his hips. The three older brothers stopped their game staring at them with mouths wide open.

"Sorry, it's just not turning out right." Diana said.

"Oh, I have no complaints." George muttered, as Diana started painting again. George stared at her, watching as she was so focused on drawing this flag, that she didn't know how hard he was fighting not to throw the paint brush to the floor and kiss her right here. She looked up at George, before her eyes fluttered back to the painting, her cheeks turning a little pink.

"All done," she said, before standing up. George grabbed the mirror examining her work.

"I think that looks amazing." Diana commented,

"Hmm, let me be the judge of that." George took his sweet time, making Diana roll her eyes.

"George!"

"Okay, okay! It looks really good." 

"Really amazing." Diana corrected, as Mr. Weasley entered the tent, with Percy.

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"Everyone ready? Minister - ready to go?" Ludo Bagam shouted, once everyone settled into their seats at the minister's box.

"Ready when you are, Ludo," The minister answered.

"Ladies and gentlemen...welcome! Welcome to the final of the four hundred and twenty-second Quidditch World Cup!" Everyone cheered, before the teams were introduced, and brought out there mascots. The Bulgarian's brought Veela's, where all the boys had begone to be mesmerized, and then the Irish team had brought out leprechauns. 

"And now, ladies and gentlemen, kindly welcome - the Bulgarian NationalQuidditch Team! I give you - Dimitrov!" A Scarlet figure flying so fast they could barely see him, appeared.  

"Ivanova!" A second figure appeared.

"Zograf! Levski! Vulchanov! Volkov! Aaaaaaand - Krum!"

"And now, please greet - the Irish National Quidditch Team! Presenting - Connolly! Ryan! Troy! Mullet! Moran! Quigley! Aaaaaand -Lynch!" Seven green figures flew out, Diana could barely see her. 

"And here, all the way from Egypt, our referee, acclaimed Chairwizard of theInternational Association of Quidditch, Hassan Mostafa!"  The referee took out the quidditch balls, one quaffle, one snitch, and two bludgers. 

"Theeeeeeeey're OFF!" screamed Bagman. "And it's Mullet! Troy! Moran!Dimitrov! Back to Mullet! Troy! Levski! Moran!"

It was the fastest quidditch game Diana had ever seen. All they could see was green and red figures, kind of looking like balls, flying through the air. Then the Veela's started dancing again, Mr. Weasley shouted at everyone to put there fingers in there ears. The veela's finally stopped, and the Bulgarian's had used it to grab the quaffle.

Finally, Krum had seen the snitch, Diana leaned in her seat trying to see better even though it was no use. 

"The Snitch, where's the Snitch?" Charlie shouted, 

"He's got it! Krum's got it! It's all over!" Harry shouted, but it was no use, Ireland had scored 170 points, while Bulgaria scored 160, making Ireland the winner.