Never Second Best

Chapter 3

Bright and early in the morning, around five a.m., Molly bursts in Ginny's room and is screaming excitedly.

"Girls! Arthur has got tickets to the Quidditch World Cup!" She exclaims. My head shot up. I'm a chaser on the Gryffindor house team, so Quidditch is a big part of my life.

"What? When?" I ask.

"Today! I need all of you up right now to start getting ready! Holly, dear, since you seem to be the  only one that's up at the moment," I look around, seeing that Hermione and Ginny are still sound asleep. "Do you mind waking everyone up and getting their lists for Diagon Alley for me? While you're at the game I will be going shopping for everyone." Molly said.

"Of course!" I say getting up. Molly turns to leave the room. "Wait, Molly!" 

"Yes dear?"

"Um, well, my list says I need dress robes...and I don-"

"Oh don't worry, dear. I'll get you one. What colour would you like?"

"Light blue please, thank you, Molly."  I smile gratefully. Molly nods her head and leaves the room. I get up and walk over to Ginny's and Hermione's bed to grab their lists and to tell them to get up. Hermione got up in a matter of minutes, when Ginny stayed in bed. I make my way to Harry and Ron's room. I got up on Harry's bed and started to jump.

"Harryyyyy!" I yell in a sing-song voice. "We're going to the Quidditch World Cup!" With that, Ron shot up. Harry was groaning due to my non-stop jumping.

"What?" Ron asks sleepily, realizing he's shirtless, pulling his blankets over his chest. "Bloody ell, Holly. Privacy!" I roll my eyes and continue to jump on Harry.

"Alright Holly! Alright! I'll get up." Harry groans. I get off his bed. "You're starting to remind me of Dudley..." He mumbles. Oh no he didn't.

"What was that Harry?" I ask, rather loud.

"Nothing, nothing." Harry says waving me off.

"No, I thought you said I reminded you of Dudley!" I say, tackling Harry back on his bed, sitting on his chest and holding down his arms. "Take it back!" I yell.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry." He laughs. I collect their lists and move onto Percy's room. I've always been a little scared of Percy so I decide to knock on the door. He answers already dressed.

"Oh, sorry." I say, embarrassed. I knock on Bill's door, and when there was no answer, I peer my head in. He must already be up. I shrug and start to bang on Charlie's door. Charlie and I have always been close.

"Go away!" I hear from inside. I smile to myself. This is gonna be fun.

"Chaaarrrllliiiieee," I coo, tip-toeing into his room. No answer. I look around the room to see a glass of water. I quietly laugh to myself. It was extra cold, and I assumed he put a charm on it to stay cold all night. Ah, Charlie, you really have mucked yourself. I think to myself. I start to pour the water on Charlie's head, causing him to shoot up and start chasing me.

"Get your behind back here, Potter!" He screams playfully. I run up the stairs and fly into the twin's room, locking the door behind me. Charlie tries the door a few times. "Watch your back, Potter!" He laughs. Fred and George didn't seem to be bothered by the commotion. I start at George's bed first, shaking him and jumping on his bed.

"Wake up, George! We're going to the Quidditch World Cup!" Surprisingly, George got up with no problem. Shocking me with his shirtlessness, I move over to Fred's bed, trying not to look. I lie down on top of Fred, who was lying on his stomach."Freeeeddddd," I say in a sing-song voice, resting my head on his shoulder and playing with his long hair. A small smile creeps on his face, when he moves to the side, making me slide down so I'm facing his stomach, which was coincidentally, bare. I take a good look, seeing the starting outline of abs. He wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me closer to him, the smile never leaving his face. My own face goes red, and the air is knocked out of me.