30| quidditch world cup

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"Well, kids, welcome to the Quidditch World Cup!"

"Well, kids, welcome to the Quidditch World Cup!"

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Y/N POV

"Harry! Wake up!" I said, shaking him.

Harry shot up from his bed, taking deep breaths. He was sweating like crazy.

"Are you alright?" I asked while he grabbed his glasses.

"Y/n! Sorry, bad dream." He said.

Harry looked over at Hermione, who was standing behind me.

"Hermione? When did you get here?" Harry asked.

"Just now, you?" She asked.

"Last night." Harry answered.

Hermione then walked over to Ron's bed.

"Wake up! Wake up, Ronald!" Hermione whisper/ yelled.

Ron opened his eyes, and once he saw Hermione, his eyes widened.

"Bloody hell!" He said frantically.

"Honestly, get dressed." Hermione said.

"And don't go back to sleep." I continued.

Ron started to daze off again.

"Come on, Ron! You're mother says breakfast is ready!" Hermione yelled.

Ron laid back down and sighed.

-

"Ron, where are we actually going?" Harry asked Ron as we started to walk.

"Don't know." Ron said. "Hey, Dad. Where are we going?"

"Haven't the foggiest. Keep up!" Mr. Weasley said.

Ron and Harry desperately tried to keep up with us. I could tell they were tired.

"Arthur! It's about time, son." A familiar voice called out. I swore I've heard it before.

"Sorry, Amos. Some of us had a bit of a sleepy start." Mr. Weasley said.

I glanced over at Harry and Ron, slightly giggling.

"This is Amos Diggory, everyone. Works with me and Mr. Clearwater at the Ministry." Mr. Weasley said.

Mr. Diggory gasped.

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