I changed the words and there spelling to match accents. Enjoy the story!
"Girls go wait while we go and pay for the spot," Mr. Weasly said while he started to head towards a man next to a gate. "So what do you want to do?" Ginny asked studing her plain nails.
"How 'bout we haed over there," I said pointing towards a group full of children and 5 adults standing a few feet behind them. "Whatever," she said as we walked towards the frowning kids.
"Hey I'm Ginny and this is Olivia," Ginny smiled as she sat down in there little circle. "Oh you're Olivia Potter, daddy told me so many stories abut you," a little girl said handing me a handful of flowers.
"And I heard you sing pretty," a little by who was sitting next to the girl said and I answered,"Well not really."
"Could you sing for us," the little girl asked jumping up and down. And then a few seconds later they were yelling,"Sing, Sing!"
"Fine," I muttered trying to think of a children's song. Oh Pochohatas, this should be fun.
What I love most about rivers is You can't step in the same river twice
The water's always changing always flowing
But people I guess can't live like that We all must pay a price
To be safe we lose our chance of ever knowing
What's around the riverbend Waiting just around the riverbend
I look once more Just around the riverbend Beyond the shore Where the gulls fly free Don't know what for What I dream the day might send Just around the riverbend
For me Coming for me I feel it there beyond those trees Or right behind these waterfalls
Can I ignore the sound of distant drumming Can I ignore that sound of distant drumming
For a handsome sturdy husband Who builds handsome sturdy walls
And never dreams that something might be coming
Just around the riverbend Just around the riverbend I look once more Just around the riverbend Beyond the shore Somewhere past the sea Don't know what for
Why do all my dreams extend Just around the riverbend Just around the riverbend
Should I choose the smoothest course Steady as the beating drum Should I marry Kocoum Is all my dreaming at an end
Or do you still Wait for me dream giver Just around the riverbend
As I finshed the group of children starting clapping as did the adults.
"You're a pretty good singer," someone said behind me. I turned around to see a tall man wearing all red and black. "Come with me the team will have to see this!" he said grabbing my hand and started pulling me towards a huge tent that was the size of the weaselys' house.
"Yo, guys I just found the perfect singer for your entrance at the World Cup!" he said. As 7 people's heads turned around they all had smiles on their faces. "Don't I know you from somewhere," I asked twiching my fingers nervously.
"Vell ve are a Internatioal Quiditch team," a tall handsome guy said with a thick Russian accent. "I'm Krum but you can call me Viktior." "I'm Olivia, Olivia Potter," I said sticking out my hand for him to shake but instead he kissed it.
"I've heard of vou. Didn't vou defeat the vark lord?" he asked smiling a crooked smile. I nodded. "So you two love birds I want her singing at the World Cup and flying on a Firebolt too. Now go, go, GO!" said the man that dragged me into the tent.
Two women and pulled me into a chair and said,"Boys, OUT!" As they piled out the make-up started piling up on my face. "You're so beautiful," a teenage girl said as she walked into the room with what looked like to be a hogwarts robe only shorted as if to reach the top of my thigh.
After my make-up and outfit was on, they pulled a longer silk robe that reached my feet on me and tied the front. "All done. Now time to practice your flying," the teenager said dragging my out of the tent and into the entrance for the world cup.
"We're here to practice," she said to a guard who was blocking her way and he had muttered a 'sorry' and quickly moved out of the way. "Thank you," she said sourly as we walked onto the field.
"Here," she said handing my an extra broomstick that was on the ground. "I trust you know how to fly," she muttered glaring at me.
I kicked off the ground and started gracfuly moving in nd out of the players that were talking privitely. I moved out of there way and sifted so that I could stand up.
And as I did a gasp filled the building. I stuck my hands out and sifted my weight to turn. "Tada!" I sang as I did a backbend with my hands grippin the straw.
I monvered the broomstick to land on the ground with a light thud. "How was that?" I said flipping off the moody teenager. "Opps," I said while the others laughed.
After she stormed off, Viktior came down and put an arm around my shoulders. "That was the best flying I've ever seen," he whispered softly into my ear. "Thanks," I smiled as I leaned my head against his chest.
"You look tired. Why don't you take a nap before the Cup starts," he said stuiding my face. "I am not..." and just as I was saying that a huge yawn came out of my mouth.
"You can lay down in my tent, it's the one right next to the entrance, you can't miss," he said pushing me lightly towards the door. "okay," I muttered walking out the double doors.
As soon as I stepped out a huge crowd of news reporters assaulted me with questions.
"Olivia, is it true your pregnant with Ron Weasley's love child? Do you and Krum have a secret realsonship going on? What do you remember about your parnets' death?" were some of the outragious questions that kept me up at night just trying to figure out how they come up with this.
"No commet," I smiled as I walked into Viktior's tent and closed the curtan tightly. "Finally, some quiet," I said laying down on a huge bed with a bear skin blanket.