Chapter 3-Night Attack

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           Harry, Hermione, the Weasley and Diggory family members were heading to the entry of the stadium and all that Harry could see was a sea of wizards and witches with flags of both teams. He really hoped to see Rose and Violet again, because it was the second time he felt like he still had a family, the first time being when he talked to Sirius after the whole incidents in his third year. His thoughts were interrupted by Ron, who was staring at someone from another pair of stairs. When Harry looked up he saw the source of the problem. A boy with white blond hair was looking down at them with an annoying smirk on his face.

         "Hey, Potter! Did your owl eat your tongue?"

         Before any of them could answer a loud laugh was heard in our right.

        "Is that all you can say, cousin?"

        "That's pathetic!"  

        Harry saw Draco's face change into one of nervousness and he couldn't understand why. When he turned he saw the reason, Rose and Violet where leaning against the handrail with a smirk on their faces.

        "Come now, Draco!" His father looked at the girls with disgust.

        "I thought you could choose better than this."

        "At least we trust other people and don't throw them away.", mentions Violet with a serious look on her face.

         Draco and Lucius Malfoy went away and Harry was really surprised at their behavior.

       "Come on! Let's go! The girls have left.", shouted Fred. They run after them and found the place where they had to stay.

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        "So girls, what team do you think will win?", asked George looking at Rose in particular.

        "The Irish, obviously!!!", exclaimed Violet, who was already with her green and white hat on her head and with an expression of pure excitement on her face.

        "Exactly! Who wishes for their enemy quidditch team to win.", added Rose.

        The Norwegian and the Bulgarian teams were for many years, enemies and whenever they saw a chance to laugh at them for their loss, they took it.

       "I agree with you...", began Ron to say, "Even if I am fan of the Bulgarian team, I know that you are more powerful than they are and I really respect you three and I'm really proud that I am your new friend."

        Everyone looked at Ron amused, Rose, Violet and Alice having thankful smiles on their faces.

       "Look! The match is starting!"

        This being the last words which were heard from the happy group, they all turned to the image that changed into one of cheers and teams.

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       "The match was amazing!!! I have no words for it."

        The happiness behind Alice's words couldn't be described. She had a really good time with her friends, a part of her family and the new people she met today. They were all heading to their tents and she saw Rose and Violet talking with the "Carrot Twins" like she loved to call George and Fred Weasley. She had a feeling that between this four people will happen something, even if she knew that Violet and Rose could be difficult sometimes. There were needed just some right words.

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