Chapter 3. The present. Fourth year.

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--- Quidditch World Cup ---

It was the Quidditch World Cup and Ron has not stopped talking about it since he heard they were going to go. Evelyn was invited too, since Harry said he wanted her to come too, although she wasn't fan of the game. She always got nervous whenever Harry played, but maybe with other players that she didn't care about much, she may enjoy it more.

Plus, the Wheasley's were always fun to hang out with.

To get there, she experienced a new way of transportation and she did not like it at all. Evelyn felt way too dizzy for her liking and felt like vomiting when she was on the ground. She hated the feeling of wanting to vomit, she has always said it's the worst feeling in the world and she always tried to avoid it.

Harry knew this but still didn't prevent it and just kind of laughed at her. "Stop being dramatic." Was all he said, making her roll her eyes.

"Thanks for worrying." She replied sarcatiscally.

After they kept walking towards the tent, Hermione said "Your friendship with Harry is quiet funny." Very random from Evelyn's pov.

"Really? Why?"

"Well, whenever he's with us he always finds a way to talk about you, but once he's with you, he is all awkward but funny at the same time. He's not like that with us."

Evelyn couldn't help but keep thinking on that days after Hermione had said it. Why would he act different around her? And she has felt it too. She has felt him being more funny around her but at the same time, it was just when other people were around. Because whenever they were together alone, just the two of them, he was just himself, and she was just herself.

"Wow, we are really high up!" Ron noticed as they kept going up the stairs of the stadium. She was feeling tired and wanted to kill Harry for inviting her. She did not like the game and found it pointless, but he promised her that in this world cup she would get the hype.

She was hoping that for his sake, he was right. Because all she wanted to do was being in her room listening to music and eating a snack.

"Look Draco, if you're position with the ministry is great, you'll get the best sits in the house." They heard Malfoy said, making Harry groan in annoyance, but Evelyn was the only one who heard it.

"That's what happens when you hang out with muggle borns-" Draco started to say, making Evelyn just as angry as everyone else. Why is he so mean to Hermione? Evelyn always thought that maybe he has a crush on Hermione but doesn't want to admit it because his family hates muggle borns.

"Draco, don't go down to their level. If you just pretend they don't exist, is way better." Malfoy scolded Draco, making him straighten up and roll his eyes a bit that was had to see how his father mistreated him. They always knew though, that's why Evelyn doesn't see him as mean as people say he is, she just feels pity for him.

They tried to ignore them but failed, because Mr. Malfoy got a hold of Harry's sweater and didn't let him go.

"That's enough Mr. Malfoy." Mr. Weasley said, as he put a hand on Harry's shoulder. Mr. Malfoy said something under his breath but released him either way and continued on.

"Ugh I just want Hemione to punch him in the nose like she did back in third year." Ron said making everyone chuckle at the memory, but not Evelyn, since she wasn't there. These are the moments that she regrets not being with Harry through everything.

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After the game ended, they were all back in the tent. The twins were being silly as always and Ron admiring Krum was the highlight of Evelyn's trip. They always managed to make her smile even if she was just watching by the sidelines.

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