The Quidditch World Cup

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Y/N and the Malfoy family arrived at the stadium, with Narcissa still being secretly blown away by his suit.

They were talking on the way to the VIP box, with Y/N looking around and seeing the minister's box, he made a note of where it was mentally before continuing.

The thunderous roar of both crowds echoed through the stadium and the field in turn as Y/N smiled. Y/N was sat with Narcissa as the group of women who had been eyeing him up arrived in the stadium on behalf of the Bulgarian national team. Instantly most of the men were enamoured with them.

"Lucius, get back here." Narcissa said as she dragged her husband back to his seat, she smirked and then looked to Y/N who was calm as ever. Narcissa let a sigh out before speaking again. "Veela."

Y/N looked at Narcissa for a moment before pulling out a hip flask with fire whisky inside, sitting in his seat as he watched the display. Then the Irish arrived carrying out their own pre match show, Eventually the minister announced the start of the match and it began. Y/N stood up, looking at Daphne over in the other VIP box next to the Malfoy box.

"I'll be back in a minute." Y/N said to Narcissa as he left. Heading to the stairs and climbing them.


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Y/N followed one of the waiters into the kitchen, there was a brief pause before Y/N left the kitchen alone wearing the waiters coat and carrying a tray, he headed up to the Weasley's and approached Harry and tapped him on the shoulder.

"Y/N? What are you doin' here, I thought you were in the VIP box with the Malfoy's, and what are you dressed like a waiter for?" Harry asked as Y/N raised a brow.

"I'll explain later, I need you to lend me your glasses for a disguise." Y/N said as Harry looked around.

"Why?"

"Because I'm doing a specsavers advert, why do you think?" Y/N said sarcastically as Harry sighed before handing his glasses over.

"Bring them back before the end of the game." Potter said as Y/N nodded.

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"Fuck...me...this is a tall stadium." Y/N muttered to himself as he kept climbing the stairs. A few more minutes passed and Y/N finally reached the same floor as the ministers box. As he entered the ministers box Y/N saw Lucius and Fudge talking with the Bulgarian minister for magic and none other than Karkaroff.

As he stepped back into the ministers box, Y/N carried the tray of drinks to everyone and handed them out, knowing Narcissa, Draco, and Lucius' preferred drinks, the then used the empty drinks glasses to figure out which one belonged to which minister.

"Sorry to dash Lucius, but I must be heading off to talk to Bagman, the Triwizard Tournament is a lot of work." Fudge said as he stood up with his drink and left.

"Minister." Lucius regarded calmly as Fudge left before turning to the Bulgarian minister and Karkaroff. The Bulgarian minister stood up and left, heading off to attend to his own business with his family in another box. Y/N meanwhile stayed in cover, acting like he was waiting in case anyone made an order. "Is everyone in place?"

"Yes. Our friends vill arrive after zhe game." Karkaroff said as Y/N listened to them. "Vhat about Potter?"

Y/N's ears perked up at the sound of Harry's name.

"He will be dealt with soon enough."

"And vhat of L/N?"

"I do not care how it is done, the boy is broken by the loss of his sister, I'd see what we're planning as more of a mercy killing." Lucius said as Y/N paused for a moment before Narcissa raised her hand elegantly. Y/N approached, listening to the conversation next to him while Narcissa gave her order. Draco put his hand out bluntly, placing it on Y/N's chest.

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