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Chapter 19 - Fourth year : World cup

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His mumbling and whimpering entered your ears rather unpleasantly at this early hour. Sirius was wandering in your room and packing some things,  jolting you awake.

-'What time is it?.'

   You groaned and sat up, feeling your eyes burn from the light coming inside the window. Sirius managed to get your trunk done and kept his hands on his hips, sighing from this much work.

-'It's getting late to go to burrow. C'mon, stand up and get dressed, you don't want to miss Quidditch world cup match.'

  You perked up with curiosity, watching how Sirius was exiting the room to get some things done.

    Grimmauld's place turned out to be better than you thought, Sirius taking care of you like his own child and also giving you privacy. When it comes to school life, he keeps asking about Hermione, because he saw your and her encounter the last time. He won't stop bugging you, so you told him everything you could, in which he was disappointed in your flirting skills.

-'Wait a minute, should i walk there? It's too early for this bullshit..'

   Sirius smacked the back of your head slightly, hating when you sweared. You rubbed the burning area and stood next to the fireplace, still in your night-suit and sleepy. Sirius groaned at motioned you to change.

-'Don't forget your trunk!.'

     The yawning wouldn't stop, while Sirius was practically yelling to do everything faster. You groaned and walked down the stairs with your trunk, it making loud drops on each stair. When you arrived near the fireplace, Sirius smiled and pointed at the fireplace.

-'Huh?.'

   He smiled widely at your confusion and grabbed a little black jar on the little table nearby.

-'Ever heard of Floo powder?.'

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       You coughed out all the dust from traveling to one fireplace to another. The 'transport' caused dizziness, but it was bearable. You were greeted by two twins and their mother, standing near and looking at you from top to bottom in awe.

-'Y/n, my dear!.'

   Mrs Weasley clapped her hands together and approached the young Slytherin, bringing her in a tight embrace. When they parted, Mrs Weasley cupped her cheeks and made an adorable face.

-'How have you been? Is Sirius as grumpy as he was always?.'

-'We are good, Sirius-'

    The twins laughed and swung you around, it was easy because of their enormous height and strength. Molly scolded them and told them to put you down, but they were too happy to see you.

-'Y/n!.'

-'You're alive!.'

-'We thought you died, because you didn't answer any of our letters.'

  They finally put you down and giggled at your face, dizzy because of the travel and they made it worse.

   Come to think of it, you did receive a few letters. But knowing who it was from and what it could have inside, you didn't even bother to open them. The last time you got a letter from Fred, the ink inside it exploded, and you were left in a dark blue ink.