The New Marauders

The Quidditch World Cup

The sun was just beginning to peek over the horizon, casting a soft glow across the Weasley home. Inside the boys' room, the air was still, filled with the quiet sounds of summer. James, Edward, Albus, Hugo, Fred, and Louis were all fast asleep, their dreams untroubled and carefree.

Suddenly, the door swung open with a loud creak, and a flurry of noise burst into the room. Rose, Lily, Victoire, Molly, and Lucy-full of energy and excitement-stormed in, their faces bright with anticipation.

"Wake up! Wake up!" Rose called, her voice cutting through the morning calm like a spell gone wrong.

"Five more minutes!" James mumbled, pulling the blanket over his head, half hoping it would block out the noise.

"No time for that!" Lily chimed in, bouncing on her toes. "We have to get ready for the Quidditch World Cup!"

"Seriously, guys! This is the biggest match of the year!" Victoire added, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Get up!"

Hugo groaned, rolling over and burying his face in his pillow. "Can't we just sleep a little longer?"

"Not a chance!" Lucy declared, hands on her hips. "We're leaving in thirty minutes! If you want breakfast, you'd better hurry!"

With that, the girls began pulling blankets off the boys, laughing as they revealed sleepy, disgruntled faces. Edward blinked at the sudden brightness, still trying to process what was happening.

"Wait, the World Cup?" he asked, rubbing his eyes. "Is it really today?"

"Of course it is!" Fred exclaimed, already sitting up and stretching. "You're going to love it, Ed. It's the event of the summer!"

James groaned again but finally sat up, hair sticking out at odd angles. "Can't believe I let you all talk me into waking up this early. It's the holidays!"

Albus yawned and stretched, his expression shifting from sleepiness to excitement. "Come on, it's the Quidditch World Cup! We can't miss it!"

Molly rolled her eyes playfully at the boys. "You'll thank us later. Now get moving!"

The room erupted into a flurry of activity as the boys scrambled to get dressed, throwing on whatever clothes they could find. Edward, caught up in the excitement, grinned at James. "Thanks for inviting me, mate. I can't believe I'm actually going to see this!"

"You're in for a treat," James said, a smile creeping onto his face. "Just wait until you see the stadium. It's massive!"

As the boys finished dressing, the girls were already rushing out of the room, calling for everyone to hurry up. The air was electric with excitement, and the promise of the day ahead was palpable.

"Come on, come on!" Victoire shouted from the hallway. "Breakfast is ready, and we've got to leave soon!"

The boys filed out of the room, their earlier grumbles forgotten, replaced by the thrill of the day ahead. As they made their way downstairs, they could smell the delicious aroma of breakfast wafting through the house-bacon, eggs, and something sweet.

Once in the kitchen, they found the table set with plates piled high, and the lively chatter of the Weasley family filled the air. It was a perfect summer morning, buzzing with the anticipation of the Quidditch World Cup.

"Finally!" Lily said, grinning at the boys as they piled their plates. "We're going to have the best day ever!"

James couldn't help but agree, feeling the thrill of adventure pulse through him. Today was about more than just Quidditch; it was about friendship, family, and the unforgettable memories they would create together.