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CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

"Oh, dear Lord," Olivia breathed when she saw what had become of the Quidditch pitch. "They better hurry and get this task over with. I don't know how much of this I can take."

Angelina snorted. "You sound more and more like Oliver with every passing day," she said.

Olivia glared at her. "Do not compare me to that thing."

The six of them found a place to sit in the stands. Even though there was easily enough room for Olivia to have her own seat, she sat on George's lap.

"Bloody hypocrites you two are," Fred said.

"Honestly," Angelina agreed.

"What are you on about?" Olivia and George said at the same time.

Fred and Angelina went on to point out every single time Olivia and George in particular had acted grossed out whenever they were affectionate towards each other in any way.

"All right, all right, we get it. We're terrible people," Olivia finally interrupted them.

"No need to get your panties in a twist," George said.

"My panties are perfectly fine, thank you very much," Fred said. After looking around at all the questioning looks he received, he added, "Uh... let's pretend that I never said anything."

"I would love nothing more," Angelina said.

As she looked around at all of the people filing into the stands, Olivia caught Jade's eye down in the first row. Jade grinned, pointing with two fingers at her own eyes before pointing in Olivia's direction. Olivia, suspecting that she wasn't the target of this, looked at George and saw him looking nervously down at her aunt.

She laughed. "Ignore her," she said.

"I'm finding that difficult," he said.

"Allow me to distract you, then." She smiled before pulling him into a kiss.

The two of them finally pulled away when Dumbledore's magically magnified voice booming throughout the pitch startled them back to reality.

"Earlier today, Professor Moody placed the Triwizard Cup deep within the maze," he announced. "Only he knows its exact position."

"How much do you wanna bet it's in the center?" Olivia said. Her friends sniggered.

Dumbledore continued, pausing after each name to allow the champions' supporters to cheer for them. "Now, as Mr. Diggory and Mr. Potter are tied for first position, they will be the first to enter the maze, followed by Mr. Krum and Miss Delacour. The first person to touch the cup will be the winner! I've instructed the staff to patrol the perimeter. Should, at any point, a contestant wish to withdraw from the task, he or she need only send up red sparks with their wands. Contestants! Gather round. Quickly!"

"Should be a quick task then if all they have to do is find the cup," Fred said.

"Is that all they have to do, though?" Alicia questioned.

"Doubtful," Olivia said.

After a short conversation with Dumbledore, the champions each went to their own entrance to the maze and stood before it.