Chapter 25 – The Women's Quidditch Cup
As the food disappeared and yawns started, the various branches of the Weasley family began to drift off to their tents. Harry, Luna and Ginny barely managed to get the boys bathed and changed before they started to fall asleep. The long, exciting day had completely worn the boys out. Harry cleaned up the bathroom and made his way back to the bedroom to join his wives. When he entered, he was stopped dead in his tracks. Ginny was laid sideways on the bed with her feet over Luna's head as Luna devoured her. Luna's hand was between her legs and they were both moaning so loud that they hadn't noticed Harry's arrival. Harry stood watching and went instantly hard. They were so beautiful that Harry didn't want to disturb them, but he was throbbing as a few drops of drool leaked out of his mouth. Frustrated, Harry reached into his pajama bottoms, pulled his engorged cock out and began stroking himself. Soon his own moans were added to his wives' and Luna looked over and realized Harry was in the room.
"Harry! Stop that, get over here and shag me!"
Harry grinned and took several steps across the room. Luna had resumed her work on Ginny and was perched on the edge of the bed with her ass in the air. Harry briefly rubbed her tight hole and Luna groaned, but Harry knew Luna didn't like anal like Ginny, so he desisted and instead plunged his full length into her pussy without warning. Luna's head flew up as she came immediately, but Ginny grabbed her hair to push Luna's head back down while Harry kept a steady rhythm of pounding Luna in reverse.
Meanwhile, next door Hermione had settled baby Rose while Ron was in the bathroom. When he returned, Ron found his wife almost asleep and quietly slipped into the bed. As he went to curl up around her, Ron was shocked to find nothing but skin and gasped as the feel of her immediately aroused him. Before he could respond, Hermione attacked and threw herself onto her husband. Hermione was pleasantly surprised to find him already hard. In one swift move, she yanked off his shorts and immediately drove her wet core down onto him, causing Ron to moan.
"Gah Ron! You took so bloody long to get back here. I am so horny. I need you to shag me senseless."
Ron began to meet his wife's rhythm as he thrust up into her.
"Unhnh, Mione! Right now looks like you're shagging me. So fucking hot."
As Ron tried to increase the pace, Hermione suddenly screamed and dropped to Ron's chest as her body quaked with her climax. Ron was close and hurting desperately. As Hermione settled, he rolled her over and pounded into her several more times before finally letting loose and screaming her name at the same time she came again with a shriek. Then two more screams were heard and Ron's blood deprived brain tried to figure out what was happening. As he slipped out of Hermione a final scream was heard.
"Fuck Luna! I'm there! Push them in more! Fuck!"
The voice was Ginny's and Ron's ears went red. What had happened to their silencing spell? It should have kept all sound in the room, as well as blocking sound from outside. As he tried to analyze what was going on, Harry's voice was the next to be heard.
"Um, Ron, Hermione? We can hear you. Did you silence?"
"Bloody hell Harry, of course we silenced. Why didn't you silence?"
"I did silence."
"Well, the lot of you were too fucking loud and you broke your silence spells. Tents aren't solid walls. The spells don't hold the same. Sounds like everyone's having a bloody good night in there."
Ron, Harry and Ginny all replied. "Charlie?"
"Just walking by. On the way to my tent. Good night everyone. You might want to re-implement your spells before round two."
Charlie's laugh faded as he moved away from the tent. Groans from both bedrooms could be heard before new silence spells once again separated the bedrooms.
The next morning found them all awake early thanks to the babies. Harry was the first to the kitchen and started tea and toast while the mothers fed their children. A while later the two families settled down to breakfast with a bit of tension in the air. Ginny was the first to speak.
"Um, about last night.."
"Never mind Ginny, just forget it."
Shrugging her shoulders, Ginny declared that she wanted bacon and rose from the table to go make some for everyone. The rest of breakfast passed easily with the agreement to ignore the previous night's adventures. After breakfast, Ginny had to leave to attend to more administrative duties. Ron and Hermione offered to look after the boys, which Harry and Luna gladly accepted.
After a quick shower, Harry took Luna's hand and they left to wander in a different direction of the campground than they had gone before. The day was quickly heating up, but they both wore their cooling hats so the sun was barely felt. They wrapped their arms around each other and talked about everything from planning the boys' first birthday party to Luna's theories on modern art. Soon they were past the rented tent area and into the personal tent setups. The variety of campers and their equipment was mind boggling and Luna chortled when they passed a tent made to look like a doll house sized castle, complete with two turrets, one of which belched purple smoke.
Soon they were at the edges of the Quidditch cup boundary and looked around to admire this unique part of the American west. The land appeared parched, but hardy scrub grasses held on tight and equally hardy mesquite dotted the landscape. To the east, a strange rock formation thrust up out of the wilderness with the peaking sun topping it. The sight was beautiful and Harry wrapped Luna in a hug while they stood in silent harmony marveling at this spot that was so much different from anything they knew in Britain. After taking a while to admire the scenery, they strolled back hand in hand to the tents. Harry's face featured a light, content smile as they walked in silence and he pondered the fact that if he had remained an Auror, he probably wouldn't have been able to take time off for the Quidditch finals, or he would have been working patrols. He realized once again that his choice to retire the department had been correct.
When they returned to the family tents, Harry and Luna found almost everyone gathered under a canopy, preparing lunch. Neither Harry or Luna realized they had been gone for several hours until the sight of cold chicken, crisps and pumpkin juice made their stomachs rumble. The boys saw their parents coming and squealed in delight.
Lunch was eaten quickly and then all the children were arranged and settled once again with Andi and Nell. While this was happening, Molly collected everyone's cooling hats and began re-working the banner charms to cheer on England and its players instead of France. With all the children taken care of and hats in place, the entire family made their way down the long avenues of tents to the pitch. Once again, Harry stopped to pick up Ginny at the administrative tent, but she was still quite busy. Harry decided to wait for her and sent the rest of the family on to find their seats. Harry meanwhile was prepared to sit back and wait, but Ginny quickly drafted him to help with the final preparation of press packets. At 2:20 everything was finally ready and they rushed out through the crowd to find their seats before the three-o-clock start.
Harry and Ginny had barely sat down when the announcer's voice rang out, announcing the Women's Quidditch Cup. The crowd went wild. The English team was announced first and all the Weasleys were on their feet with two thirds of the stands. Then the Russian team was announced second, due to points rankings.
As the Russian supporters in the crowd settled back to their seats, a trilling sound began and gradually increased in volume until it settled into a strange, lyrical song. Suddenly, the center of the pitch brightened so it appeared as if the sun had settled there. The light started blue white, then began to undulate through every shade of the rainbow. It was almost too bright to look at, but no one could tear themselves from viewing the magnificent show. Then the colors settled and a pattern surfaced in the light show as the Union Jack glowed from the center of the pitch. As everyone began to cheer, the flag suddenly dissolved as the single bright light became thousands of tiny lights that went shooting off around the stands. One of the lights stopped near the Weasleys and everyone was able to see the small androgynous creature with flowing hair and silken wings. The fairy was small enough to sit in the palm of a hand and fluttered in front of Ginny with a wink. Then the enchanting creature flew upward as a shower of sparkling dust rained down on the Weasleys. As the fairies flew off, the trilling music faded into nothingness.
As the crowd began to buzz following the fairies departure, a loud growl was suddenly heard. Looking down on the pitch, six creatures had suddenly emerged and were prancing across the field. They were massive beasts, easily as tall as a good sized man. They resembled dogs with wings, although there was another component to them that was difficult to define. As the hushed audience stared down, the six creatures launched themselves upward in unison as they took flight. The great wings of the six beasts drove them upward until they were evenly spaced and at level with the stands. Then they roared, deadening the air of the pitch before taking off in flight again. The creatures flew three circuits around the stands, dipping up and down in dramatic displays of agility for such large creatures. As they finished their third circuit, they dove down and flew back out of the pitch entrances that they had entered through. The mood was hushed for a moment before the announcer's voice returned.
"And a huge thank you to the fairies of England and simargl of Russia for a fantastic show! Now, on with the game!"
The English team flew in from one end of the pitch, while the Russian team flew in from in from the other end. The referee from Pakistan flew to the center and released the quaffle and the game began. The two teams were well matched with remarkably fast fliers and soon it was apparent that this game was going to be something special. Harry and the family tried to keep track of each move, but often the players were barely blurs going across the pitch. Russia scored first six minutes into the game and then England scored two minutes after. From then on the play was a see-saw match between the two Quidditch powers. The women were playing at peak form and quickly showed any doubters that women's Quidditch was just as exciting as men's. An hour passed and the score was matched at 210 each. Russia called a timeout, switched a chaser, and the second hour began. A few minutes later, the English seeker darted off and everyone thought the snitch had been sighted, but then she leveled off and play continued. A second hour of play completed with England up 360-340 and this time it was England's turn to call a time out.
Several players were switched out to allow the busiest players to take a break. Then the third hour of the match resumed and still the seekers did not seem to have the snitch in sight. At the end of the third hour, England had increased its lead by a mere ten points with a score of 510-480. Russia called another time out and each team switched around a few more players so that everyone who had started the first hour had a chance to take a break. Then the fourth hour began as the fresh players flew off with increased energy. The enthusiastic crowds were still cheering, but the sound had died down a bit as throats became sore.
Shortly before the end of the fourth hour, the English seeker darted to the left, ducked behind an English beater, and found the snitch. The Russian seeker was still a distance away and seemed as shocked as the rest of the players when the referee called the game and the announcer declared England the victor. The final score was 840-680 with a total game time of four hours and fifty two minutes. The English team made their way to the center of the pitch, shook hands with the Russians, and then accepted their trophy. As they did, the fairies' music rang out again as the tiny creatures flew in a blurring pattern that wove a net of sparkling light over the everyone. As the fairies disappeared, the English team waved to their fans before marching off the pitch.
The Weasleys all sighed with a mixture of exhaustion and energetic excitement from the match. They began to make their way down the stairs and out of the pitch to head back to camp. The long match meant that night had fallen and everyone was ready to eat and rest. As they walked down the avenue from the pitch, one of Ginny's colleagues waved at her from a tent and Ginny dragged Harry and Luna along with her. The rest of the family waved at them as they continued on to the campsite. Ginny reached the tent and hugged her friend Laura.
"Ooh Laura, what a match!"
"Indeed Ginny. I think we've shown them the entertainment value of women's Quidditch. Everyone from our department is in with the team, so come in and join us. Harry and Luna are welcome of course."
Ginny smiled and grabbed her husband and wife's hands as she pulled them into the tent. As they entered, a wave of sound hit them. The tent was madness inside as the whole English team celebrated, the press buzzed around taking pictures, and Ministry officials popped up between them all, celebrating and mingling with the new champions. Ginny made her way over to find her boss with Harry and Luna following. Before they could reach their destination, strong hands grabbed Ginny and spun her around.
"Ginny! There you are. That was bloody fantastic. Best game ever. I can't believe how many people came out to watch. I want to thank everyone in your department. Oh, Harry hi! And this must be Luna? You're as beautiful as Ginny has told me. She is indeed lucky."
Ginny was still slightly dizzy from being spun, but couldn't help but laugh.
"Hello to you too Gwen! You flew brilliantly as always. Really put on a show for everyone. Of course you remember Harry, and you are correct, this is my wife Luna."
Gwen hugged Harry and then Luna in turn. As a tray floated by with champagne flutes, Gwen stopped it and began to hand them around. Ginny and Luna both declined and Gwen made a face, causing Ginny to quickly respond.
"Sorry Gwen, no offense. You know I love champagne, but Luna and I are both pregnant again."
"Oh! Wow! Congratulations! Definitely no champagne for you two. I'll just have to drink yours. Harry, you must be quite something in the bedroom the way you manage to impregnate both your witches on such a regular basis."
Harry blushed as Gwen winked at him while Ginny and Luna both laughed at Gwen's usual straightforward manner.
"Well kids, my manager is giving me the signal. Looks like more dignitaries want pictures. Great to see you all. And thanks to you and your department for everything Ginny."
Gwen floated back through the crowd, leaving Harry looking a bit stunned as Luna giggled.
"She is quite amazing."
"Yes, Luna love, Gwenog Jones is a force of nature."
The Potters circulated around the tent for a while longer. Ginny talked to her boss and a number of the players. Soon the dignitaries found Harry as well and Potters posed for a number of pictures. Finally, Ginny looked over at a tired Luna and declared that they were done. They exited the tent and headed back to camp. Along the way, they picked up some pasties and juice and munched as they walked. By the time they reached the family tents, it was nearly eleven and the crowd around the campfire had started to disband and head for the tents. Andi was waiting for them and smiled as they approached.
"Hi Andi. Sorry we're so late. I had social duties since this was my department's party."
"No worries Ginny. The boys were fine. James tried to eat a rock, but I stopped him before he swallowed. A bit of dirt of course, but only what you expect with boys. Ron and Hermione took them back to your tent about an hour ago."
Ginny thanked Andi, hugged her, and then the Potters returned to the tent they were sharing with Ron and Hermione. When they entered, they found Ron and Hermione curled up on the couch with no children in sight. Hermione looked up and smiled.
"Hi. Ron and I decided since you got detained that we would take the boys and settle them for the night. They're all bathed and sleeping. We have an early start in the morning and figured it was best."
Harry stepped forward to hug his best friend.
"Thanks Hermione. Between Ginny and I we had a hard time making it out of the party. Seemed like everyone from the press and all the dignitaries wanted to talk to us."
Hermione yawned.
"No worries Harry, I understand. About time for us to turn in now."
Harry nodded as he and his wives made their way to the bedroom to catch a bit of sleep before their early portkey.
The alarm went off at five in the morning and Harry groaned. Ginny and Luna were equally miffed by the early hour, but everyone rose and began to pack. It was still too early to eat, so they gathered the boys and their bags before making their way outside to meet up with the rest of the family. None of the Weasleys were very awake so it was a quiet procession that made its way through the campground to their designated portkey location. At 5:50, the entire family leaned in to touch their portkey and went tumbling away from the Utah wilderness to land back in the green meadows of South Carolina.
Once they landed, Molly set about building a small fire and making tea. A few snacks were produced for the children while the adults drank tea and rested for the required hour between their portkey jumps. When the hour was complete, the site manager directed them to their secondary portkey and soon the entire Weasley family was deposited back at the Burrow. Upon Molly's assistance, everyone agreed to stay and eat before dispersing home. Despite the early hour in Utah, it was already mid-afternoon in England. Molly decided on a simple lunch and, with the help of the family, they were all sitting down to eat within the hour. After a lunch of bacon and cheese sandwiches, crisps and juice, each of the family members said their goodbyes and apparated home. The Quidditch finals had been wonderful, but the excitement combined with the time difference had worn everyone out.