Chapter 38

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In this fourth year of Hogwarts, well I spend the rest of summer at Weasley’s House. My grandma has a plan with all her friends to visit Italy and I’d rather spend my summer at Weasley’s house once she offers. I arrive at Weasley’s House and see Hermione already there. (FANNY’S OUTFIT :polyvore.com/whats_wrong_with_my_heart/set?id=90980637)
 
“Hey Hermione,” I said and hugged her
 
“Hey Fanny,” Hermione said and hugged me back
 
“When did you get here,” I asked.
 
“A few minutes ago,” Hermione said. And I see Mrs. Weasley stands next to Hermione
 
“Good morning, Mrs. Weasley, thank’s for having me for the rest of summer,” I said.
 
“You’re welcome dear,” said Mrs. Weasley and hugged me. “Do you two girls mind to wake up Harry and Ron? Arthur said that you have to go to Quidditch World Cup for just a hour. And I still need to finish these breakfast.”
 
“Sure, no problem,” said Hermione and headed to Ron’s room.
 
And in the room, I see Harry is sweating a lot.
 
“You wake up Harry, I’ll wake up Ron,” said Hermione.
 
“Okay,” I said.
 
“Harry!” I said/ harry is flustered and still panicing.
 
“Are you alright?” I asked.
 
“Fanny. Bad dream. When did you get here?” Harry asked.
 
“Just now. You?” I asked.
 
“Last night,” Harry said.
 
“Wake up. Wake up Ronald!” said Hermione.
 
“Bloody hell,” said Ronald and covered himself with the blanket
 
“Honestly, get dressed and don’t go back to sleep,” I said.
 
“Come on Ron! Your mother says the breakfast’s ready,” Hermione said and food is one of the magic word to wake up Ron.
 
After we had breakfast, we head outside. I grab my jacket and my backpack than follow Mr. Weasley.
 
“Where are we actually going?” Harry asked.
 
“Don’t know.” I said
 
“Hey dad! Where are we going?” Ron asked.
 
“Haven’t the foggiest, keep up!” said Arthur.
 
Then we see a man, with a boy, he looks older than us following that man
 
“Arthur! It’s about time son,” said that man.
 
“Sorry Amos. Some of us had a bit of a sleepy start. This is Amos Diggory everyone, he works with me at the ministry. And this strapping young lad must be Cedric, am I right?” asked Mr. Weasley.
 
“Yes sir,” said Cedric. Cedric is a very good looking guy. He smiles to Hermione, Ginny, and me. But the smile is different from the one that he gives to Ginny and Hermione. Because I don’t want to be rude, I smile back. Then he walks away with Mr. Weasley
 
“Oh my gosh, he likes you,” whispered Ginny
 
“Shut up,” I whispered back.
 
“Merlin’s beard, you must be Harry Potter,” said Amos
 
“Yes sir, this way,” said Harry.
 
“Great great pleasure,” said Amos and they shake hands.
 
“Pleasure to meet you sir,” Harry said and we walk on up the hill.
 
“That’s it sir, just over there,” said Mr. Weasley.
 
“Shall we? We don’t want to be late,” said Amos.
 
There’s a boot on top of the hillside.
 
“Why are we all standing around that manky old boot?” asked Aharry
 
“That isn’t just any old manky boot mate,” said Fred.
 
“It’s a portkey,” George and I said at the same time.
 
“Wow, you two possibly a twin too,” said George.
 
Everyone is in a circle putting their hands on the boot
 
“Put your hand on the boot,” whispered Cedric when suddenly he stands next to me. And he seems to know that I’m suprised
 
“Sorry for suprising you,” Cedric chuckled.
 
“That’s ok, thank’s for the advice,” I said and put my hand on the boot.
“Time to go. Ready?” said Amos.
 
“What’s a portkey?” Harry asked.
 
“After 3, one, two,” said Amos.
 
I realize that Harry still doesn’t hold the boot.
 
“Harry!” I said and Harry rushes over and puts his hand on the boot.
 
“Three!” said Amos

There’s a white flash and suddenly we’re all flying through the air. Everyone cheers.
 
“Let go kids!” said Mr. Weasley
 
“What??” Hermione shocked.
 
“That’s crazy,” I said
 
“Let! Go!” said Mr. Weasley
 
Harry, Hermione, the Weasley kids, and me crash to the ground with a thump. Mr. Weasley, Amos, and Cedric come down more gracefully.
 
“I bet that cleared your sinuses eh?” Mr. Weasley asked
 
Then Cedric helps me up.
 
“Thank’s!” I grabbed his hand and smiled.
 
We walk across the field and we see there’s a massive crowd gathered and cheering, tents are set up all over
 
“Well kids, welcome to the Quidditch World Cup!” said Mr. Weasley
 
We walk into the crowd, taking in the sights. Music is playing and people fly about overhead on brooms. We approach a small tent.
 
“How we suppose to fit in that?” Harry asked. I just shrugged.
 
“Parting of the waves I think old chap, see you at the match,” said Amos.
 
“See you later Fanny!” Cedric waved at me
 
“See you!” I smiled.
 
Hermione and Ginny smirked
 
“Oh, stop that!” I said and walk into the tent. Wow, the inside is many times bigger than the outside.
 
“Girls, choose a bunk and unpack. Ron, get out of the kitchen we’re all hungry,” said Mr. Weasley
 
“Yeah, get out of the kitchen Ron,” the twins said
 
“Feet off the table,” said Mr. Weasley
 
“Feet off the table,” said the twins again
 
“Are you two going to repeat everything that he said? Instead of doing that, just unpack your things,” I said
 
“Yes ma’am,” twins said together. I rolled my eyes. Harry laughed at that.
 
“You can be the twin of McGonagall,” said Harry.
 
“Please, I’m not that strict,” I said.
 
“Really?” Harry smirked.
 
“Really,” I glare at him.
 
After finish unpacking, have lunch, we pan up the hillside onto a large stadium which seems to have a huge number of floors. We’re going to find our seats.
 
“Blimey Dad, how far up are we?” Ron asked.
 
Then, the trouble comes, Lucius Malfoy and Draco are walking below us
 
“Well, put it this way, if it rains.. you’ll be the first to know,” said Lucius.
 
“He really can’t live without a sarcastic comment, can he?” Hermione said.
 
“That’s Malfoy for you,” I said.
 
“Father and I are in the minister’s box, by personal invitation of the Cornelius Fudge himself,” said Draco
 
“Don’t boast Draco. There’s no need with these people,” said Lucius, and hold Harry’s pants with his stick
 
“Do you enjoy yourself won’t you. While you can,” Lucius smirked and walked away
 
“What does he mean by that?” I asked.
 

“Just ignore it,” said Harry and we walked to our sit.

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