Sad, Beautiful, Tragic ~ f.g.w

𝟏𝟗. 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐡𝐨𝐨.

The Quidditch World Cup was something Maia never really imagined herself attending. Sure, quidditch games were enjoyable sometimes, but most of them she would spend sitting and talking to Astoria. Part of her felt hopeful knowing Fred will be there, even though interacting with him would be impossible with her uncle around.

Lucius said to dress with respect. Whatever that meant. She put on a long black skirt with a black tanktop and white shirt underneath. Walking down to the dining room of Malfoy Manor, she was met with a scoff from her uncle.

"I said dress with respect-"

"You look lovely, dear." Narcissa cut her husband off.

Maia smiled at her aunt, before grabbing a couple biscuits with her hands and placing them on a plate for herself.

"No manners, this girl-"

"Lucius!" Narcissa hissed, looking over at Maia, who had accidentally spilled some crumbs on her shirt, struggling to find her napkin. Narcissa smiled, before mumbling to where her voice was barely audible, "Just like your father."

-

Arriving at the cup was odd, Maia thought she'd never seen so many people before. It was quite loud. She just looked around at all the lights and frantic people, drowning out the conversation between her uncle and the Minister. She was in her own little zone, until Draco nudged on her shoulder.

"Look- Look who it is!" Draco pointed up.

Maia looked towards where he was pointing, and was met with a familiar smile.

"Weasleys." Draco sneered.

"Blimey, dad! How far up are we?" Ron wheezed.

Lucius smirked, "Well put it this way- if it rains... you'll be the first to know."

Draco laughed, while Maia just scoffed at her uncle's response. Draco just had to make matters worse.

"We are in the Minister's box! By personal invitation of Cornelius Fudge himself!" he was cut off by Lucius.

"Don't boast, Draco." he spoke in a stern voice, before turning back to the Weasleys, "Though, good lord, Arthur. What did you have to sell to get seats in the Top Box? Surely your house wouldn't have fetched this much?"

Maia rolled her eyes, before looking back at Fred. She smiled at him, giving him a small wave. He returned the gestures. They stood there like that while the Minister, Lucius, and Arthur were having a conversation. Maia didn't even know what was going on until Lucius pushed her along.

"Let's go, Maia." he said, gritting his teeth.

She looked back at him and rolled her eyes.

"Go ahead, Draco, Minister- I'll be right there." Lucius smiled, before turning Maia around to face him. "I am getting quite tired of your disrespect, girl. I took you in out of the goodness of my heart and this is how I'm repaid?" Lucius spat.

"Boohoo." she mumbled in response.

"What was that?" he snarled.

"Nothing!" she shrugged, turning back around to catch up to Fudge and Draco.

-

The cup just seemed like any other quidditch match to Maia, just with a lot more screaming. Though, there were lots of fireworks and such. Even veelas. Ireland won. Bulgarian seeker, Krum, decided to catch the snitch even though they wouldn't have enough points to win. Even Maia knew that was a stupid move. None of that mattered at all anymore, for after the match, everything blew into chaos.

Maia dragged Draco around the fire and screaming, pushing him behind a tree. "Please. Listen to me just this once and stay here." she insisted. "I'm going to try and find your father."

Draco looked at her and nodded, "Whatever you say..."

Maia gave him a reassuring look before making her way through the crowd, doing her best to avoid the masked figures and the fire. Squinting from the brightness of it all, she pushed past all of the crushed and burning tents. She thought of calling out for him, but the piercing screams would be sure to drown out her voice. She moved on like this until someone grabbed her shoulder and spun her around. Her eyes widened in fear, until she saw who it was.

"Maia?!" Fred yelled over the panic.

"Holy shit! Fred, you scared the hell out of me-"

"You need to get out of here!" he shook her gently. "Where's your-"

"I left Draco out of the chaos, but I can't find my uncle!" Maia ran her fingers through her hair.

"Maia-" Fred gripped her shoulders harder.

"What?!"

"Maia." Fred gestured to the masked people.

Maia looked over for a second, before turning back to him, frantically shaking her head. "No... no. I know Lucius is evil, but, he is not that evil."

"Is it so hard to believe-"

"Yes!" she shimmied out of his grip. "It was nice to see you, Fred, but I really have to go find my uncle now. Goodbye."

Before Fred could say another word she was off, on her quest that had no possible solution. The thoughts filled her head, making her lose focus of the task at hand.

"It's not him. He's not one of them. Fred is wrong! It's not surprising! But he has been spending an awful lot of time in his study recently- could this be why? No. He's an asshole, not a monster-"

"Stupefy!"

Maia flew back, smacking her head on a smaller rock that was laying on the ground. Immediately passing out on impact.

"Maia!" Fred ran over to her, kneeling, leaving George and Ginny for a split second.

"Fred!" Ginny called out to him.

"Shit. Shit. Shit." Fred lifted her head. "She's bleeding! On her head!"

"Fred-" George began speaking, before being cut off by their yelling father.

"George! Fred! I told you take Ginny out of here!" Arthur caught glimpse of the girl in Fred's arms, recognizing her as Lucius Malfoy's niece. "Good lord-" Arthur breathed out.

"Dad- we can't just leave her here." Fred insisted.

There was a long pause from the man, of course, not in silence, as there was still much chaos circling the family. "No- no I suppose not."

~

A/N well its about damn time i published this one. this week was hectic when it came to writing this cause i genuinely had no idea what i was going to do so there was lots of procrastinating. this one is a bit shorter but i promise theres going to be lots of drama in the next one tehe. i hope this was enjoyable

love you guys! take care of yourselves <3