Portkeys And The Quidditch World Cup

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Wormtail: Oh no no no my Lord Voldemort. I only meant... perhaps if we were to do it without the boy..

Voldemort: NO! The boy is everything, it cannot be done without him and it WILL be done exactly as I say.

Unknown Man: I will not disappoint you my lord.

Voldemort: Good. First, gather our old comrades. Send them a sign.

A snake slithers past the old man and into the room.

Voldemort: Nagini tells me the old caretaker is standing outside the door.

Wormtail stands in the doorway and looks at the old man. The old man looks terrified.

Voldemort: Step aside so I can give our guest a proper greeting.

A loud spell is cast and Y/n was woken up in a flash of panic.

Hermione: Y/n!

Y/n was flustered and still panicing until he saw Hermione standing over him and grasping his shoulder, he looked up at her with a faint smile which Hermione also did the same.

Y/n: Hermione? Hey.

Hermione Hey. Are you alright?

Y/n: Bad dream. When did you come in here?

Hermione: Just now. Are you sure you're alright?

Y/n: Yeah. Yeah I'll be fine.

Hermione goes over to Ron's bed.

Hermione: Wake up. Wake up Ronald!

Ron: Bloody hell.

Ron darts up.

Hermione: Honestly. Get dressed, and don't go back to sleep. Come on Ron! Your mother says breakfast's ready. Harry it's time to get up.

Harry's head rose from his pillow looking quite confused while Ron looked like his privacy had been violated, but Y/n, it felt like he had been saved by an angel from a horrible fate.

Harry felt around for his glasses, put them on, and sat up. It was still dark outside.
They dressed in silence, too sleepy to talk, then, yawning and stretching, the three of them headed downstairs into the kitchen.
Mrs. Weasley was stirring the contents of a large pot on the stove, while Hermione, Sarah and Mr. Weasley was sitting at the table, checking a sheaf of large parchment tickets. He looked up as the boys entered and spread his arms so that they could see his clothes more clearly. He was wearing what appeared to be a golfing sweater and a very old pair of jeans, slightly too big for him and held up with a thick leather belt.

Mr Weasley: What d’you think?

He asked anxiously.

Mr Weasley: We’re supposed to go incognito, do I look like a Muggle, boys?

Y/n: Yeah.

Said Y/n, smiling

Mr Weasley: Very good.

George: Where’re Bill and Charlie and Per-Per-Percy?

Said George, failing to stifle a huge yawn.

Mrs Weasley: Well, they’re Apparating, aren’t they?

Said Mrs. Weasley, heaving the large pot over to the table and starting to ladle porridge into bowls.

Mrs Weasley: So they can have a bit of a lie-in.

Y/n and Harry knew that Apparating meant disappearing from one place and reappearing almost instantly in another, but had never known any Hogwarts student to do it, and understood that it was very
difficult.

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