The Real Deal
Quidditch World Cup: Portkey
"Let's go everyone. The portkey leaves in an hour," Mr. Weasley told the group of teenagers. "Hurry up now." After walking for what seemed like forever, Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Hermione reached the portkey point. "Everyone start looking for a portkey!"
"We've already found it," Mr. Diggory called to them.
"How nice to see you again, old buddy!" Mr. Weasley said as they reached Cedric and Mr. Diggory. "Kids, I'm sure that you know Cedric, he goes to Hogwarts with you."
For a moment, Hermione and Cedric's eyes met. Hermione felt her knees buckle when he looked at her. She blushed and looked at the ground.
"Everyone, grab the portkey," Mr. Diggory ordered. Hermione and Cedric were pushed next to each other. Hermione felt a tug, and the portkey was spinning around in the air. "Kids, let go!" Mr. Diggory yelled to them.
Hermione let go of the portkey, and slowly fell toward the ground. She accidentally knocked into Cedric, making him fall over, her on top of him. "Oops," Hermione giggled, and rolled off of him. He stood up, and pulled her to a standing position. "Thanks," Hermione whispered, and looked into his eyes once more. Her knees went weak, and she melted. He quickly grabbed her waist, pulled her into him, and their eyes locked yet again.
Five minutes later, when Mr. Weasley yelled, "Hurry up! Another party is about to come in," they broke eye contact.
Hermione giggled, and Cedric asked, "I'll see you later?"
"Yeah, see you later," Hermione whispered. As she walked away, she whispered to herself, "I think I'm falling for him."
Quidditch World Cup: The Tents
"Hermione? Hermione? HERMIONE!" Ginny exclaimed when they went inside the girl's tent. "Are you okay? You've been out of it lately. I called you three times."
"Yeah, I'm fine," Hermione's eyes glazed over yet again.
"Are you sure?" Ginny asked.
"Yeah. He's so hot."
"Who's so hot?" Ginny questioned.
"I think I'm falling for him, Ginny."
"WHO are you falling for?" Ginny questioned yet again.
"I love how his hair just falls over his face. He's an angel. I can't believe I never noticed it before."
"Okay," Ginny unpacked her trunk. "Why don't you just tell him?"
"Tell him…? Great idea. I'll tell him tomorrow."
"Ginny? Hermione? Dad wants us to go get water," Ron yelled to them.
"Coming!" Ginny exclaimed and then whispered to Hermione, "He loves you too. I'm sure of it. You're all he can talk about."
The two girls walked out of the tent, grabbed some buckets, and headed off toward the watering hole. (Or faucet... Whatever you call the outside pumps). "Hermione, Ginny! Wait up!" Harry and Ron yelled after them.
When they finally caught up to the girls, Ron started whispering to Harry. "I love her, mate. What do I do? She won't ever love me back."
Ginny overheard what they were saying, and she went back to where Ron and Harry were. Hermione was walking at an extremely fast speed toward the watering hole.
"Ron," Ginny whispered to him. "If you are talking about Hermione, I think she already does like you.
"Really?" Ron asked. "How do you know?"
"I'm her best friend. Don't you think we talk?" Ginny replied.
"Yes, but…" Ron started.
"But she likes you," Ginny finished. "So, you'd better tell her."
One hundred paces ahead of them, Hermione had met Cedric. "Hey," she whispered to him.
"Hey back. Where is the rest of the gang?" He asked her.
"Not here," she looked around and replied.
"Are you heading toward the watering hole?" Cedric asked when he saw the buckets in her hands.
"Yeah, care to join?" Hermione asked.
"Sure. Do you think the rest will mind?" Cedric questioned.
"Who cares?" Hermione replied. The two of them made their way toward the watering hole.
When they arrived, Cedric helped her pump the water, and then asked her, "Would you like me to carry them for you?"
Hermione giggled, and replied, "No, I think I got it." She picked them up, and started to walk away, but she dropped one of the buckets, which fell to the floor with a splash.
"Let me help you," Cedric whispered into her ear. She didn't even notice him come up behind her. He refilled the bucket with water, and walked her back to her tent.
"Thank you so much," Hermione whispered when they arrived back at the tent. She went to give him a small kiss on the cheek, but he turned his head, and their lips met. He pulled her into him, and then he asked her for entrance into her mouth. She quickly complied. (Who wouldn't? He's a total hottie). Slowly, her hands made their way to his hair, and his to her waist. After a minute, the two broke apart, panting from lack of air. "Thank you Cedric," Hermione whispered.
"Your welcome. See you later," Cedric said and walked off.
"Bye!" Hermione waved to him and he smiled.
A few minutes later, while Hermione was sitting on the ground (Her knees had given out), Ron, Ginny, and Harry made their way over to her. (They just arrived back with their buckets of water).
"Hermione? Could I tell you something?" Ron asked her.
"Hermione? Could you help me make a fire?" Mr. Weasley's voice rang out.
"Later Ron," Hermione answered. "Coming Mr. Weasley!"