The first three years at Hogwarts came and went like the blink of an eye. Not only were those three years fast but they were crazy as well; what with a professor housing You-Know-Who, Ginny Weasley being taken and a Basilisk petrifying students, and an ex-convict running wild but he's really an innocent man doubling as Harry's godfather... yeah it was a pretty crazy three years. But besides the craziness of those years, I was lucky enough to become very close to Hermione and Harry; he let me go on some crazy adventures with him and the others. I enjoyed feeling the rush of going on those adventures with Harry, Ron, and Hermione; but I didn't let Ten or Andromeda know because they surely wouldn't like the idea of me doing those things.
I was moping around the house at the beginning of August when I noticed Ted laughing at me, I turned and looked at him, giving him my signature playful glare.
"Yes, Mr. Tonks? Can I help you?" I laughed at him because he shook his head, he began to walk over to me and put his arm around my neck and used his other mess up my hair. I started to laugh and pushed him away.
"Emma, would you like to attend the Qudditch World Cup?" Ted looked dead serious and I immediately started squealing. The World Cup?!
"YES! I would love to go! Are you taking me?"
"Unfortunately no, but Arthur is taking his family and they have requested that you go with them. Would you enjoy going with them?" I nodded my head and then heard a loud pop outside the house. We both went outside to see who it was, and we found Arthur Weasley standing in our front yard.
"Ted! Is Emma coming with us? I do hope so, the family misses you!" Arthur looked between the two of us and I was jumping up and down, to say I'm excited is an understatement. Ted told me to go pack my belongings because Arthur said I was welcome to stay at the Burrow until school began. I ran to my room and retrieved my school items, we went shopping early, and I grabbed Thestos's cage. He hooted at me to show his discomfort with being moved while sleeping. I rejoined Ted and Arthur in the living room.
"Alright my dear, time to leave. Let me go get Dromeda so you can say goodbye." He left out the back door and went to get Andromeda from the garden. They came back inside and I hugged her goodbye. I went over to Mr. Weasley and we stepped into the fireplace and he flooed us to the Burrow.
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August 22nd came all too soon. We all gathered around the portkey and were suddenly transported outside the World Cup stadium. I walked around the grounds with the others and we found our tent, when we walked in the extension charm gave the tent multiple rooms; Ginny, Hermione, and myself shared a room together while the boys shared a room. I quickly put my clothes and bag into the room and ran out of the tent, yelling that I would be back later to the others in the tent.
As I was walking around, in awe might I add, I just so happened to run smack into a boy and we both fell on our butts.
"Ow... I'm so sorry about that! I should watch were I'm going more often." I stood up and went to help the boy up, then I noticed that I ran into Seamus Finnigan. This was the boy who I had grown close too, but I kept my distance due to him attracting fire. It was a difficult friendship to say the least.
"Hey Rochestor! I'm glad you ran into me actually, I hadn't seen anyone from school yet besides Dean because he came with me and mam." Seamus smiled with a crooked smile and I laughed a little bit at him.
"Yeah! The Weasley's invited me to come with them to the match, and I'm so excited for the match! I'm guessing that you are obviously supporting Ireland?" He laughed at such a silly question, and that made me blush. I will admit without a doubt that I had a small crush on Seamus. I couldn't resist the little fire-maker, and that made me blush anymore.
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