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In the light of the early morning the Weasley family, Hermione and Aimee walked towards the Quidditch stands.
"We are up at the top." Mr. Weasley said pointing up.
"Well that's high." Aimee said looking up. Bill burst out laughing and she looked over at him.
"You're a quidditch player and you find that high?"
"Oh shut it." She grumbled following Ginny up the stairs.
"Well, Well if it isn't Potter how did you get up here?" Aimee tried to hide her gasp as she turned around to see Draco Malfoy standing behind her.
"Malfoy." She growled.
"See you're still slumping it I see." Draco's eyes racked over the Weasley family and Hermione. Aimee heard Ron growl beside her and shook her head. Her lips formed a thin line. Her eyes blazed. Nothing too Say Potter." Draco taunted.
"Maybe she's just ignoring the trash that won't seem too leave her alone." Bill spoke up.
"And who are you?" Draco's eyes swung towards Bill
"Me I'm someone you don't want to mess with." He said keeping his face natural.
"Yeah Right." Draco snorted.
"Draco come." Lucius said looking disdainfully down at the Weasley clan.
Coming father." Draco Said throwing another look at Aimee.
"So that was the Malfoy whelp." Bill said.
"Yeah that's him." Aimee said Grimly. "Ron what the hell." She said turning around and seeing Ron about to jump out of the box." She jumped up and grabbed him.
"So pretty." Ron breathed. Aimee's head swiveled to where Ron was looking and saw silvely haired woman.
"Veela." Bill said as he helped get Ron back to his seat.
"I have no idea what that means."
"They have a power that calls men to them." Bill explained taking his seat again.
"You don't seem to be effected." Aimee said.
"Working at Gringotts puts me in contact with many types of people builds up my immunity."
"Good too know." Aimee said as the announcer started to talk and the Ireland mascots came out. Then it was the Bulgarian mascots and Aimee throw out her arms so Ron didn't jump down to the ground. And then the snitch was in the air and the game was a go. Aimee was enthralled with the game and saw the snitch on multiple occasions but a part of her couldn't help sneeking peeks at Bill as he sat next to her and if she'd only know that he was also looking at him. Bill watched the girl beside him when he knew she wasn't looking.
As he looked at her he thought of Draco Malfoy and remembered how he'd wanted to pound the little git the all high and mighty little boy who thought he was so great. He was in a way glad that Aimee had mostly ignored him. A part of him wondered if the blond boy had a crush on Aimee and that was why he acted like a prat. He was so lost in his thoughts he missed the catch that lead to Ireland winning even though it was the Bulgarian catcher Krum that had caught the Snitch.
"Where were you?" Aimee asked looking up at him.
"Hmm oh just thinking about something no big deal."
"Oh well here you can see the catch on these." She said handing over her Oculameters.
"Thanks." He said taking them and watching the catch in slow motion as they slowly walked down the stairs and back towards their camp site. The shouts could be heard from all across the camp sit and Ron was grinning as he watched his miniature Krum which he'd kept in his pocket. Everything was peaceful until night fell and the world seemed to come crashing down around them. As men in black robes and white masks terrorized the surrounding area and they all rushed for safety.
A/N thanks too everyone that has reviewed no the story isn't abandoned and I promise more will come soon and Bill will play a major roll changer in what happens at the cup.