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Last chapter. Oh yeah and the monkeys are back again…you better run.
"Krum hurry up! We're going to miss the game!" Hermione called from the outside of the tent.
"I'm coming." Krum said straightening his hair.
It was August 30th, the day of the Quidditch World Cup. The Chudley Cannons versus the Spain Sparrows. Hermione was 8 months pregnant and ready to cheer for Harry and Ron the whole day…or longer depending on how long it took to get the snitch.
Krum was a little apprehensive about this. "Do you think you'll be okay? Is this really a good idea?" Were questions he asked often.
"I'll be fine. I want to cheer for my friends." Were her usual answers.
Ron and Harry had gotten Hermione, Krum and the Weasleys the Top Box, along with some other raffle winners at the Ministry of Magic.
The game started off slow with Spain scoring a goal, then the Cannons.
It started getting rough when Brittany was hit by a bludger and retaliated by throwing the quaffle at the Spanish beater. There were penalties on both sides for that one.
This started a full out war between the beaters, which led to several broken noses, all of whom were audience members.
This went unnoticed by the main Spanish chaser, Heraldo who shot a goal at Ron. Ron got hit squarely in the gut and coughed up quiet a bit of blood. It was decided that there would be no penalty has Ron had chosen to block the quaffle with his gut. This caused quiet a stir with the Cannon fans, but nevertheless the game proceeded with Spain in the lead.
But everyone will always remember the snitch capture. Harry was narrowly avoiding a bludger when he noticed the golden snitch. Unfortunately the other seeker noticed it too and he was a lot closer. Harry put on burst of speed and quickly caught up with the Spanish seeker they were neck and neck until a bludger came out of nowhere and knocked the Spanish seeker off of his broom. Harry got the snitch and the Cannons won (who saw that coming?).
The cheering caused several people hearing problems, all of which were Quidditch players.
After the game Hermione went down to meet Harry and Ron before anyone else could. "YOU WON!!!" Hermione shouted, sorta jogging to them.
After a couple of difficult hugs Hermione smiled at Harry and Ron. "You guys were great. The tactics couldn't have been better Ron. And Harry…great snitch catching as per usual."
Both Ron and Harry blushed at the compliment. They started walking to where the Weasleys and Krum were waiting. "Hey Hermione did you figure out what you're going to name her yet?" Ron asked.
"Victoria. After her father."
"Figures." Ron said.
"So what were you expecting Ronalda or something?"
"No."
"Well then?"
"I dunno…maybe Vicky."
"That's what Vicky is short for Ron…Victoria." Harry said.
"Oh…well…"
"RON!!!" Harry and Hermione said in unison.
Friendships never really change. Especially ones like these. I guess that's why we all deserve them.
Dedicated to Britt and D-day (who probably didn't read this).
YOU CAUGHT THEM!!! You are safe!!! :-D.
Last chapter. Oh yeah and the monkeys are back again…you better run.
"Krum hurry up! We're going to miss the game!" Hermione called from the outside of the tent.
"I'm coming." Krum said straightening his hair.
It was August 30th, the day of the Quidditch World Cup. The Chudley Cannons versus the Spain Sparrows. Hermione was 8 months pregnant and ready to cheer for Harry and Ron the whole day…or longer depending on how long it took to get the snitch.
Krum was a little apprehensive about this. "Do you think you'll be okay? Is this really a good idea?" Were questions he asked often.
"I'll be fine. I want to cheer for my friends." Were her usual answers.
Ron and Harry had gotten Hermione, Krum and the Weasleys the Top Box, along with some other raffle winners at the Ministry of Magic.
The game started off slow with Spain scoring a goal, then the Cannons.
It started getting rough when Brittany was hit by a bludger and retaliated by throwing the quaffle at the Spanish beater. There were penalties on both sides for that one.
This started a full out war between the beaters, which led to several broken noses, all of whom were audience members.
This went unnoticed by the main Spanish chaser, Heraldo who shot a goal at Ron. Ron got hit squarely in the gut and coughed up quiet a bit of blood. It was decided that there would be no penalty has Ron had chosen to block the quaffle with his gut. This caused quiet a stir with the Cannon fans, but nevertheless the game proceeded with Spain in the lead.
But everyone will always remember the snitch capture. Harry was narrowly avoiding a bludger when he noticed the golden snitch. Unfortunately the other seeker noticed it too and he was a lot closer. Harry put on burst of speed and quickly caught up with the Spanish seeker they were neck and neck until a bludger came out of nowhere and knocked the Spanish seeker off of his broom. Harry got the snitch and the Cannons won (who saw that coming?).
The cheering caused several people hearing problems, all of which were Quidditch players.
After the game Hermione went down to meet Harry and Ron before anyone else could. "YOU WON!!!" Hermione shouted, sorta jogging to them.
After a couple of difficult hugs Hermione smiled at Harry and Ron. "You guys were great. The tactics couldn't have been better Ron. And Harry…great snitch catching as per usual."
Both Ron and Harry blushed at the compliment. They started walking to where the Weasleys and Krum were waiting. "Hey Hermione did you figure out what you're going to name her yet?" Ron asked.
"Victoria. After her father."
"Figures." Ron said.
"So what were you expecting Ronalda or something?"
"No."
"Well then?"
"I dunno…maybe Vicky."
"That's what Vicky is short for Ron…Victoria." Harry said.
"Oh…well…"
"RON!!!" Harry and Hermione said in unison.
Friendships never really change. Especially ones like these. I guess that's why we all deserve them.
Dedicated to Britt and D-day (who probably didn't read this).
YOU CAUGHT THEM!!! You are safe!!! :-D.