The Quidditch World Cup

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Thanks for my amazing beta, 3cheersforidiots from the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy. Though the last part is not edited since I added it later.

Liesl resembles Abigail Breslin at her current age (16)

Joanna resembles Nikki Blonksy minus her height (Since Joanna is around 6 foot)

Alfons resembles Raymond Ablack from Degrassi


Liselotte ''Lisel' Epstein was excited. She was going to the Quidditch World Cup with her family and best friend Joanna Lincoln. The one reason they received tickets is because Liesl's cousin, Viktor was the Bulgarian Seeker. She only watched Quidditch when her cousin played, up until she rekindled her friendship with Cedric Diggory last year, when they both became prefects. They had been quite close in their first year, but their friendship fell apart in their second year when he joined the Quidditch team and became popular. And so, her relationship with Quidditch became rather two-sided. On rebound from her friendship with Cedric she befriended Joanna Lincoln and they've been close friends ever since.

"Lisel?" Cedric's voice asked.

She turned to face the brown-eyed boy and said. "Hey, Cedric."

"How did you get tickets?"

Liesl smirked and answered. "That's for me to know and you to find out."

"Diggory," Joanna chimed in, tersely walking over to the two of them.

"Lincoln."

Joanna was very protective of Liesl, since she knew the duo's history. Joanna looked quite intimidating; she was very tall even compared to Lisel, but she was curvier in figure. Though Cedric was quite stocky and toned due to being the seeker on the Hufflepuff Quidditch team.

"We should get to our seats, girls," Mr. Epstein said, walking towards his daughter and her best friend.

"Bye, Cedric," Lisel waved.

"Bye, Lisel."

Joanna just glared at the boy as she followed Lisel. Their seats were unfortunately right by the Malfoy's. Liesl's dad, Niels briefly dated Narcissa when they were in Hogwarts despite the two-year age difference and opposing Houses, seeing that Mr. Epstein was a Gryffindor, while Narcissa belonged in Slytherin. The game began, and the Bulgarian team flew out. Lisel glanced over at Joanna, her eyes shining. Ever since her friend met Viktor, she fancied him, so Lisel couldn't help but giggle every time Joanna landed her eyes on the Seeker. The game began. The thing about being a Seeker is that you don't do much until the Snitch is released. Though, later on, Lisel saw Viktor as he caught the Snitch. The crowd cheered, though the Irish team still won, which made her disappointed.

"Now I can cheer Viktor up," Joanna chuckled, linking her arm with Lisel's.

Lisel chuckled back at her best friend as they went to go find her aunt and uncle.

"Uncle Aksel, Aunt Lux!" Liesl greeted them, running towards her dad's younger sister and her husband.

"Hey sweetie."

Joanna eventually caught up with her best friend, just in time to see Viktor join the group. Lisel greeted her older cousin with a hug. Viktor wasn't usually affectionate, but when it came to Lisel all of that was forgotten. The two cousins didn't look anything alike. On one hand, Lisel had wide, blue-green eyes that were like two windows on the afternoon sky. She had straight, straw-coloured hair which was usually tied up in a ponytail. She had an apple-shaped body and her skin was almost china-white with a few blemishes, and she had a crooked nose, which was caused by a stray Quaffle hitting her in the nose during a pick-up Quidditch game involving Viktor, where the chaser wasn't paying attention. He felt pretty guilty after the incident. Speaking of him, he had jet black hair, black eyes and sallow skin. Each of them took after their same parent of the same gender.

"It was a good game," Lisel said.

"I wish we had won, though I did catch the snitch," Viktor answered.

Joanna giggled flirtatiously and exclaimed. "Explain how Quidditch works again, please!"

Lisel rolled her eyes. She's explained Quidditch to Joanna before but she figured she just wanted to hear his accent. She took the opportunity to go and find Cedric again. She found him outside the Weasley's tent.

"Hey Cedric," she greeted.

"Hey, Lisel, did you enjoy the game?" He asked grinning at her.

"I did, who were you rooting for?"

Cedric answered. "Bulgaria, for sure."

Lisel nodded. The twosome continued talking until Liesl had to go. Honestly, she's been fancying him since late last term. Though, he had many other admirers so she doubted she stood a chance. She walked back to her family's tent, where Joanna was still blatantly flirting with Viktor. She saw one of the other team members, Alfons Herschel. He was Viktor's best friend and the reserve keeper on the team.

"It's nice to see you again, Liesl," Alfons greeted his best friend's cousin.

"You too, Alfie," she smiled.

Alfons had narrow, brown eyes and silky, straight, black hair, which he wore in a style that reminds you of a pile of shredded paper. He had an athletic build, tan skin, and he had a particularly wide chin.

He was the opposite of Viktor in terms of personality as well being outgoing and chatty, though he wasn't obnoxious.

"Where did you run off to?"

"Nowhere."

Joanna gave her a knowing, though disapproving look. The quartet continued talking until they heard some commotion. Unfortunately, they couldn't continue chatting because of the Death Eater attacks.

"Liesl and Joanna are your responsibility for now," Aunt Lux and Niels instructed Viktor.

Viktor nodded as Liesl groaned. She could easily take care of herself. Her family underestimated her so much. Breaking her out of her musings Viktor dragged her and Joanna to a safe apparating spot.

"Get out out here before you get hurt, Lissy," Viktor instructed as he stunned a Death Eater that was coming towards them.

All objections and arguments died in Lisel's throat the minute Viktor used her childhood nickname that he's called her since he was four and she was two. The two girls apparated back to Liesl's house where they would be safe.

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