"Freddie stay still." Mikayla laughs as she tries to paint a big shamrock on his face, Fred kept wiggling making Mikayla struggle to keep the inside her lines. "It's cold." He whines and pouts, Mikayla pecks his pout causing him to fight a smile. "If you let me finished this without another wiggle, I'll buy us a Irish flag to wear." Mikayla bargained, Fred was complaining about the lack of the supporting flag for 20 minute beforehand. He sits still as Mikayla finishes up the shamrock before covering the rest of his face in white, "Now, Perfect." Mikayla kiss Fred again, before standing up and telling George to sit down. She paints two Irish flags under his eyes neatly, "Thank you, Black." George smiles once Mikayla finishes. "Anyone else?" Mikayla asked, Charlie rushed over sitting down in front of Mikayla, she paints his entire face with the Irish flag, "There you Char." Mikayla stands up and makes her way over to a mirror, she paints a love hearts onto each of her cheeks, filling it with the colours of the flags. Mikayla kept her promise to Fred, buying him a flag whilst buying herself a scarf. "How do I look?" Mikayla asks Fred after she puts on the scarf, Fred just smiles and kisses her, "Perfect."
They arrived in the Top Box to see the front seats with their names posted on them, Mikayla could feel the classiness of the spot. Mikayla was seated between Harry and Hermione. "Dobby?" Harry questioned looking behind him, Mikayla turned around hoping to meet the elf that tried to help Harry during their second year at Hogwarts. "Did Sir just call me Dobby?" the elf squeaked curiously, Ron and Hermione then spun around as they too had heard a lot about Dobby. "Sorry, I just thought you were someone I knew." Harry apologies to the terrified house-elf. The elf reveals that she two knows Dobby, that her name is Winky and concludes that Harry is Harry Potter. Winky reveals that Dobby talks highly about Harry, and that freedom has made him well in Mikayla's view free, he's having fun, wanting payment for work which seems to frighten Winky. Then Mikayla finds out she is actually afraid because of heights and that her master had made her save him a seat, Mikayla felt angry on the behalf of the house-elf, who wants to be a good house-elf and serve her master accordingly. Harry and the others turn back around to see the pitch, "Do you know Peppy?" Mikayla questioned the elf who nods at the name, "She and Dobby are like best friends. They get up to a lot of trouble together, just like you and sir Potter." Mikayla laughed a little nodding her head, she looked at the seat beside Winky which appeared to be empty, "Winky, if you don't mind me asking, who is your master?" Mikayla asked staring at the seat, she can see an outline of something but she can't tell if it's a trick of light or not. "Master Crouch." The elf answers abruptly watching Mikayla, who smiles back at the elf, "Well next time you see Peppy, will you tell her that I miss her." The elf nodded just before turned back around staring at the pitch.
Ludo Bagman stood at the front of the Top Box raising his wand to his throat, before his voice echoed through the stadium, "Ladies and gentlemen... welcome! Welcome to the final of the 422nd Quidditch World Cup!" The stadium filled with applause and cheer once Ludo finished his welcome. "And now, without further ado, allow me to introduce ... the Bulgarian Team Mascots!" Hundreds of Veela arrived in the stadium, Veelas are half human magical being, they appear to be young beautiful women with white-blonde hair and moon-like skin. The Veela began to dance, the boys being to stand up and slowly make their way to the edge of the Top Box to get closer to the Veela. Mikayla kept a strong hold on Fred and George whilst Hermione tended to Ron and Harry, after the Veela stopped the stadium filled with angry roars because they wanted the Veela's to stay. Mikayla escort Fred and George to their seats, Mr Weasley was laughing at the anger the boys were displaying, Mikayla hit the twin's shoulders bringing them back to earth. "Boys." She rolled her eyes annoyed making her way back over to her seat. "What happened?" Harry asked Mikayla. "Well Harry, Veela's looks and their dancing is hypnotically seductive, which causes most males to perform impulsive actions to get closer to the Veela, and for them perform something that would impress the Veela." Harry nodded still in a slight daze at the information Mikayla had given him.
"And now, Kindly put your wands in the air ... for the Irish National Team Mascots!" Something like a green-gold comet came zooming into the stadium, it did a lap of the stadium before splitting into two separate comets. The each hurdled to the goalposts before a rainbow arched across the pitch connecting the two balls of light. The crowd 'oohed' and 'aaahed' at the display just before the comets merged together again forming a simmering shamrock. The shamrock made their way around the pitch raining gold coins on top of the crowd. "Leprechauns!" Mikayla yelled smiling at the sight of the tiny bearded ginger men in red waisted coats. The great shamrock dissolved before the leprechauns made their way to the opposite side of the pitch to the Veelas.
Ludo Bagman introduced each player and the referee. The crowd erupted in applause as each name was said. The whistle blew starting the game, the Irish immediately got possession, they were moving and passing so quick that Bagman only had time to say their name, "TROY SCORES!" Bagman yells, Mikayla cheers loudly and proudly at the Irish chaser. Harry had set his Omnioculars to the slow dial, missing the goal and causing himself to get confused. Hermione quickly told him that if he was going to watch the match at a slower speed, he was going to miss what's happening in the moment. Ireland were up by a hundred and twenty points, when the Veela began to dance in retaliation, all the boys shoved their fingers in their ears whilst Mikayla, Ginny and Hermione laughed at the referee who landed right in front of the dancing Veela, and showing off his muscles to them, a Mediwizard (a game healer) rushed onto the pitch, kicking the referee bringing him back to himself. He even attempted to send off the Veela for being too distracting, this made the two Bulgarian beaters give him some words and won Ireland two penalties.
A full on war started between the mascots on the pitch below, ministry members tried to separate them but it wasn't happening. The war below didn't compare to the one up in the sky, as the Bulgarian players began to play rather dirty. Moran has scored making the score, one hundred and seventy to ten, Quigley hit a bludger at Krum, breaking his nose and causing blood to go everywhere. Lynch went into a dive, Krum follows him. "There going to crash!" Mikayla yells looking at the pair racing for the snitch, "No, Lynch is!" Harry yelled, surely enough Lynch hit the ground and were swarmed by the Veela, "Krum's got the snitch!" Harry yells, the game ends in much confusion to the crowd. Ludo announces Ireland as the winners even though Krum had caught the snitch. "I don't think any of us were expecting that." Ludo says, Mikayla, Fred and George share a hug in celebration. "The luck of the Irish!" Charlie shouts messing with Mikayla's hair.
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Out of The Shadows (Golden Trio Era) {1}
FanfictionMikayla O'Brien is a quiet, bookworm who wants to prove herself. When she's separated from her twin sister during the sorting, she finally begins to grow out of the Shadows, making friends easier than before and a new struck confidence starts to gro...