In an Instant // ᵈʳᵃᶜᵒ ᵐᵃˡᶠᵒʸ

draco freaking malfoy

"I love magic." I whispered lowly, looking in awe at the spacious living area that I was so sure was just a mangy old tent from the outside, but in reality, had a kitchen and a sitting room and a sleeping area and was tall enough to fit George with me sitting on his shoulders.

After meeting the Diggory's at the halfway point to our destination, which included a gorgeous seventh year Hufflepuff by the name of Cedric who I had no clue existed until now and made sure to look out for this year at Hogwarts, we had hiked to the portkey to come to the camps where we'd be staying for the Quidditch World Cup.

I hoped to Merlin we'd never have to use a portkey again, which was often times a random object, in this case a boot on top of a hill, which transported us directly to our destination in an instant via a flurry of flying through the air.

And I sure as hell wasn't kidding when I said I would make George carry me on his shoulders when I got tired, which was after I landed on my arse and under Ron after using the portkey. Ron was not light.

"Down you go, Giggles!" George said, swinging me off his shoulders gently and placing me on the floor, as he went to the kitchen with his brothers to certainly cause some trouble.

"Bloody hell," Harry whispered from beside me.

"Bloody hell indeed."

It was all I could say. Even after all these years with magic, it would never fail to amaze me.

Speaking of amazing- it had been far too long since I had been thoroughly annoyed by my best friend.

"Mister Weasley!"

"Yes, dear?" He asked from the kitchen, where he had just told the twins, who obviously didn't listen, to keep their feet off the table.

"May I go see Seamus before the match starts? It's been ages since-"

"Oi! I'm coming too! I miss the bloody annoying git."

"Where Fred goes, I go," said George.

"Where is it we're going?" Said Ginny, who walked towards us with Hermione in tow.

"Well we're going to see Seamus and tell him how badly Bulgaria is going to kick the Irish team's arse-"

"Language Ronald! And when did it turn into a field trip? Belle, you may go see your friend before the match starts. Your brother can go too if he'd like, be back in thirty minutes or sooner, the rest of you unpack your-"

"But dad! He's our friend too!" This from Ron, his voice a drawn out whine,

"I said no, Ronald. Now, go-"

"Please dad, we promise we wont destroy too many tents along the way."

"Please daddy?" Asked Ginny, and I knew we'd won. Mister Weasley never denied his youngest.

"Fine," he huffed. "But if your mum asks, you sneaked out."

We were already halfway out of the tent when he yelled,

"Don't cause any trouble!" To which the twins replied,

"No promises!"

......

"SEAMUS!" I shrieked, so obnoxiously that the crowd of wizards i was barreling through to get to my best friend were shooting me dirty looks. But I didn't care, not when the short Irish king of explosions who was Seamus Finnegan was standing less than ten feet away from me, clad in all green clothes that made him look like a four leafed clover, grinning like a maniac with his arms outstretched.

I didn't even bother to check if my family was following behind me as I tackled him in a bone- crushing hug.

Seamus, the annoying prick, gave the best hugs.