ZOE FELT SORROW ABOUT ENGLAND, WALES AND SCOTLAND all failing to play in the Quidditch World Cup Final. When England lost to Transylvania three hundred ninety to ten, Zoe was sure she would've preferred a kick of a Hippogriff to the chest rather than hearing England wouldn't be playing at the Quidditch World Cup held in England.
However, as the Cup was approaching and Ireland made it into the final, Zoe started getting very excited again. Also, the company she would be attending the match couldn't have been better: Mr Weasley, Bill, Charlie, Percy, Fred, George, Ron, Ginny, Hermione, Harry, Sirius and Remus. The best part was they all got amazing seats, prime tickets, thanks to Mr Weasley and his connections at the Department of Magical Games and Sports.
The evening of the day before they would leave to the World Cup, everyone besides Sirius and Remus had gathered to the Burrow as they had job obligations for Mrs Weasley's delicious dinner.
The whole day had all in all been very entertaining. Zoe was introduced to the oldest Weasley siblings and she enjoyed the company of Bill and Charlie very much. Neither one of them were too serious for her taste. Charlie's job was very interesting, the two actually discussed about dragons for a long time. They of course liked dragons for different reasons. Zoe enjoyed how wild and dangerous they were, while Charlie seemed to like and respect every single thing about them.
To Fred, George and Zoe's huge misfortune, earlier in the week when Mrs Weasley had been cleaning in the brothers' room she had stumbled upon the trio's order forms and price lists for every product they had so far invented. After the woman confronted them about it, the brothers thought their honesty would be appreciated which was why they admitted they were planning to sell them at Hogwarts. Their candor was not appreciated. Mrs Weasley burned all the order forms and demanded the boys to throw away their trick sweets.
Fred, George and Zoe had been planning for awhile to sell Ton-Tongue Toffee and Trick Wands at the Quidditch World Cup. They saw it as a perfect opportunity because it was attended by all sorts of different people. However, they had been running out of time to discover a person whom to use the Ton-Tongue Toffee on. This lead to Zoe giving her tastebuds the rather unpleasant experience of consuming a Ton-Tongue.
It would've been fun if having a four feet long tongue hadn't caused breathing problem and the twins would've realised slightly earlier when her laughter had turned into choking. They had to fetch Sirius to shrink it.
"Be honest, who d'you think is going to win?" George questioned, taking a sip of his pumpkin juice.
"Why?" Zoe grinned, leaning forward excitedly. "You wanna put some bets onto the table?"
"Zoe, no." Fred said firmly, shaking his head.
Zoe grunted in disappointment at the forbiddance of bets. Charlie's eyes shifted between them confusedly, back and forth, for a few seconds.
"It's got to be Ireland." Charlie said then thickly, through a mouthful of potato. "They flattened Peru in the semi-finals."
"Bulgaria have got Viktor Krum, though." Fred stated.
"Krum's one decent player, Ireland have got seven." Charlie said shortly. "I wish England had got through, though. That was embarrassing, that was."
"Yeah, tell me about it." Zoe sighed miserably.
The four kept discussing eagerly about the up-coming match until Mrs Weasley said suddenly, glancing at the watch on her wrist, "Look at the time. You really should be in bed, the whole lot of you, you'll be up at the crack of the dawn to get to the Cup. Harry, Zoe, did you speak with Sirius and Remus about spending the night here?"
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RECKLESS FUN | Blaise Zabini | Au
Fanfiction"Are you asking me out on a date or threatening me?" "How about threatening you with good time?" Zoe Black is irresponsible, fun-loving, surprisingly intelligent and very charming. Her life is shadowed by the haunting legacy of her murderous fathe...
