After a few minutes, both of their chests were heaving from the lack of oxygen, the two pulling away. Their foreheads stayed pressed against each other as they both breathed heavily, small smiles on their lips as they looked at each other with their...
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Y/N sat next to Sofia and Hermione as she ate the food that Mr. Weasley had prepared. It was quite good actually, she could tell by the slobbering noises Ron was making as he ate from across from her.
"Ronald, stop eating your food like a pig, don't you have manners?"
Ron sent the girl an offended look as he scoffed, "Bloody hell, can't a bloke eat?"
"No," Hermione said from next to Y/N, "not when you're making everyone else lose their appetite."
The group of friends all snorted at Hermione's snarky comeback as Ron huffed, continuing to stuff his face with food.
"Feisty," Y/N said, turning to Hermione with a smirk, "I like it."
Hermione rolled her eyes with a small blush, Y/N's smirk widening at the girl's reaction to her words. She went back to eating as the group of friends started to converse.
Cedric was in the middle of telling a quidditch story when a burley man walked up to the group.
"Excuse me, are you Y/N (Y/L/N)?"
Y/N's eyebrows furrowed together as her friends turned to look at her. "Do you know him," Sofia asked from next to her, Y/N shaking her head.
"Uhm yeah, that's me."
"Ludo Bagman, commentator on tonight's game. I've heard much about you, all good things."
Y/N sent the man a smile as her eyebrows stayed furrowed in a confused manner as she shook his hand.
"Nice to meet you sir, what can I do for you?"
"Oh, I just came over to say hello before the game. I've always wanted to meet you, you're quite the famous girl."
Y/N sent the man another smile as Hermione glared at Ludo from next to her. She didn't have a good feeling about this man, something didn't feel right.
What's he really doing, Hermione thought.
"So, who do you think will win the game," George spoke up, catching the man's attention. Ludo sent the boy a smile, "Obviously Bulgaria," he said in a matter-of-fact tone. George looked at Fred next to him as they sent each other a smirk.
"I wouldn't count on that," Fred said, Ludo's eyes brows quirking up as his face turned into an amused expression.
