Lumos

Chapter 4

We set off after Mr. Weasley spoke to some rather weirdly dressed wizards; they gave him the site information and location we needed to set up camp. We walked for a while until we reached the site and Mr. Weasley dealt with the Muggle in charge. A wizard came out and fired a memory spell at the Muggle making his eyes lose focus a little and making me feel quite uncomfortable. The poor man looked exhausted though, the one who fired the spell.

"Been having a lot of trouble with him. Needs a Memory Charm ten times a day to keep him happy and Ludo Bagman's not helping. Mitchell and Merutz are a wonder to us, thank the heavens he replaced Bagman and she somehow manages to keep him organized. Bagman, he trots around talking about Bludgers and Quaffles at the top of his voice, not a worry about anti-Muggle security. Blimey, I'll be glad when this is over. See you later Arthur." He said.

"I thought Mr. Bagman was Head of Magical Games and Sports? He should know better than to talk about Bludgers near Muggles, shouldn't he?" Ginny asked.

"That's why dad is the head man now and aunt Aviana is basically his right-hand woman." I told her proudly.

"He should but Ludo's always been a bit . . . well . . . lax about security. You couldn't wish for a more enthusiastic head of the sports department but he wasn't fit for the job. He's no good at politics. He was the best Beater the Wimbourne Wasps ever had. Though Ali's dad did give him a run for his money, Oliver is the best Chaser the English National Team ever had and Aviana was one of the best Canon's in history just like her mother." Mr. Weasley said, making me smile grandly.

"Both of them still are the best Mr. Weasley." I said, knowing that my aunt still plays a game or two with her team as does my father.

We kept walking along through lines of tents and there were a few that passed the muster but there were a few so obviously magical that it was funny. Once we found our spot Mr. Weasley informed us that there was no magic allowed so we had to put the tents up by hand. Harry had never gone camping in his life but Mione and I had so we managed between the three of us to construct good enough tents.

The lot of us went into one tent, for now, the boy's tent, just to see what it looked like. My dad's tent was a little bigger on the inside than this but this will do just fine. Ginny, Hermione and I went to check out our tent while the boys went to get water.

"Ok now that we are alone . . . since when are you so close to Cedric Diggory?" Ginny asked me.

"I was wondering quite the same thing before. I hadn't noticed that friendship bloom in Hogwarts." Mione added.

"You nosy little gits . . ."

"Spill Alaia, you know I have ways to make you speak. George was livid, did you see his face when he saw Diggory's hand around your waist?" Ginny said.

"Please stop insisting on the George front, there's nothing happening there. As for Cedric, we've been friends for a long time, dad's worked with his dad on more than one occasion. He's even been to my house. We met up at the beginning of our trip to Paris, when we arrived they were just leaving. He's quite the attractive boy I will admit that, but he's more like a friendly nuisance to me." I told them, not ignoring the George jibe.

"How could you keep something like that from us? For heaven's sake, he's Cedric Diggory! Not only is he one of the twins mortal enemies he also one of the most handsome boys at Hogwarts." Ginny insisted.

"I know who he is Gin, it just wasn't that impressive to me."

"He seems interested in you though." Mione said.

"Not the way you think." I chuckled.

"What? We saw him flirting with you." Ginny argued.

"Yes, that was hardcore flirting." Hermione agreed.