2
'Can We have your autograph?'
At 10:30, Harry met Hermione at the entrance and she shoved an ice cream in his hand and took him to meet her mother and father. Hermione had changed, she had grown a few inches and her chest was very different. She was slimmer and had lost her childish face. Her skin was tanned from her trip to France. Uncle Vernon didn't even pay attention when Harry told him he was going to sit with his friend from school. Uncle Vernon's face just went purple and Harry left him alone very quickly. Hermione's parents were very normal. Her mom was tall, blonde haired, and slim with straight hair. Harry saw that Hermione got her hair from her father because he had a mess of hair upon his head. He too, was very slim. Harry and Hermione sat behind her parents and talked about the beans. Hermione, as Harry would have thought, knew what the beans were straight away thanks to her book called Shielding Plants and What They Do. Harry had not eaten the beans yet because he wanted to show Ron and Hermione their funny colours. They had fun watching the beans because, to their amazement, the beans changed colour every five seconds. Harry hadn't seen that when he had seen them first. Hermione told him what had been on the news. Mysterious Attacks on Muggles was one of the headings on the front page of the last newspaper. And Death Eaters Seen Terrorizing a Muggle Child was one too. The thought of death eaters turned Harry's mind to the Malfoys. Harry knew that Lucius Malfoy was a death eater. Harry thought that Draco Malfoy (Harry's worst enemy at Hogwarts) would be here today because this was a not-to-miss game and the Malfoys were overflowing with wizard galleons. Hermione also told Harry about her visit to Viktor Krum (one of the four champions at the Triwizard competition and Hermione's new boyfriend). Apparently Krum was going to a school in France this year because Durmstrang had been closed down because they couldn't find a headmaster to look after the students. After a long time, trumpets sounded, signalling the beginning of the game. Harry's heart lifted. It was lighter than it had been for months (because he was worrying about Sirius so much). The Brazilian Team came on first and there was a loud roar from the crowd, including a dark haired man sitting next to Harry who was shouting like there was no tomorrow. Then the Manchester United team came on and there was such a wild roar from the crowd that Harry thought his ears would split open. He, of course was yelling himself hoarse as well. When the game had started, Harry saw Beckham get the ball first and Harry watched him as he took the ball to the goal and. 'GOAL!!!!' The commentator shouted, although he was not as loud as the supporting English who were all wearing T-Shirts with Beckham, I Love You! and Beckham, will you Marry Me?! written on the front. When the crowd had died down a bit, the commentator replayed Beckham's fine goal on the large screen in front of the crowd. * * * At the end of the game (Manchester United won: 56 to 19), Harry let the last of his voice shout with the English crowd. He and Hermione were chatting on Beckham's wonderful scoring. The met Dean Thomas and Neville Longbottom on their way to get popcorn before the cheerleaders came out and did their dance. They went back to the stands talking excitedly. They sat together and watched as Beckham came out onto the field with his team. As Beckham looked around, he caught sight of Harry and stopped. He stared at Harry and Harry stared back. Then his team mates saw what he was looking at and they stared too. Harry felt really awkward now. He felt as if the whole stadium was looking at him. Then Beckham seemed to come to his senses and he rushed his team mates to where the judges were. Harry still felt weird. Why was the whole of Manchester United looking at him? Thank goodness the crowd didn't notice them looking at Harry or Harry would have felt really embarrassed. It was enough being stared at in the wizarding world. He didn't need to be stared at here either. He looked behind him to see if there was some actress or beautiful women or some one behind him. Nope, just a wrinkly old lady. Then the cheerleaders came on and Harry stopped worrying. They were really good. They did back-flips and sang a great cheer. There was one young girl with dark, sleek hair (who looked like she was 15 years old) who went cart- wheeling in a circle being supported in the air with the other Cheerleader's hands holding her up as she flipped sideways. When it was over, Harry was amazed. It was nearly as good as the Veela cheerleaders at the Quiditch World Cup last year. After leaving the stage, saying goodbye to Hermione, Neville, and Dean, Harry teamed up again with Dudley (who was holding a signed soccer ball), Aunt Petunia, and Uncle Vernon. As they were walking to their car, in a deserted parking lot, voices behind Harry shouted for him softly. 'Harry Potter!' It sounded like Dobby, a house elf that Harry had freed from the Malfoys in his second year at Hogwarts who worshipped Harry and was forever calling him 'Harry Potter.' Harry turned around to see the whole of Manchester United standing behind him wearing dark glasses. Dudley and c.o. had all stopped too. Uncle Vernon had just opened his car door. 'My team, Harry Potter, has begged me to ask you to sign their favourite soccer ball,' Beckham told Harry, 'Could you, please, sign all of our soccer balls? We are inspired by you and for a long time, we have hoped for you to come and see our games. We thought that if we had a game in London you might come see us. And here you are!' Harry couldn't believe this! David Beckham was asking him for his signature. And not only Beckham, the whole team! Harry also couldn't believe that the whole of Manchester United were wizards! 'Yes! Sure I will!' Harry said to Beckham, 'And well done for your magnificent game! I really enjoyed it! Yes to where do I sign?' One of the players had come up and hugged him, followed by the rest of the team and Harry's face was full of soccer balls and pens. Harry could see that (out of the very corner of his eye) Dudley was very upset that they didn't ask him to sign their balls. Harry was feeling very happy now so he decided to be nice to Dudley. 'And my cousin Dudley wanted to ask you all for your signatures. It's his birthday today.' Harry pulled Dudley forward and watched as Dudley got a handful of signatures and Beckham's hat thrust into his hand. 'Bye!' Harry said as he got into the car and a crowd of people came running to see Beckham and his team. 'I will see you the next time you play again in London!' They waved good bye to Harry and Dudley. They shouted happy birthday to Dudley and then they were attached by a swarm of fans. They disappeared into the crowd. Harry was so happy! 'Thanks!' Dudley said happily to Harry. Uncle Vernon looked very strange at the moment. He looked half happy with Harry and half purple. He probably wanted Beckham's hat too. But Aunt Petunia looked the worst, she looked as though she never thought that the Manchester United team could possibly be wizards and on the way home, she wouldn't hear a word of that 'ghastly team!' and that she never wanted hear it's name again. Harry knew this was because they were wizards. So, Did ya like it?
At 10:30, Harry met Hermione at the entrance and she shoved an ice cream in his hand and took him to meet her mother and father. Hermione had changed, she had grown a few inches and her chest was very different. She was slimmer and had lost her childish face. Her skin was tanned from her trip to France. Uncle Vernon didn't even pay attention when Harry told him he was going to sit with his friend from school. Uncle Vernon's face just went purple and Harry left him alone very quickly. Hermione's parents were very normal. Her mom was tall, blonde haired, and slim with straight hair. Harry saw that Hermione got her hair from her father because he had a mess of hair upon his head. He too, was very slim. Harry and Hermione sat behind her parents and talked about the beans. Hermione, as Harry would have thought, knew what the beans were straight away thanks to her book called Shielding Plants and What They Do. Harry had not eaten the beans yet because he wanted to show Ron and Hermione their funny colours. They had fun watching the beans because, to their amazement, the beans changed colour every five seconds. Harry hadn't seen that when he had seen them first. Hermione told him what had been on the news. Mysterious Attacks on Muggles was one of the headings on the front page of the last newspaper. And Death Eaters Seen Terrorizing a Muggle Child was one too. The thought of death eaters turned Harry's mind to the Malfoys. Harry knew that Lucius Malfoy was a death eater. Harry thought that Draco Malfoy (Harry's worst enemy at Hogwarts) would be here today because this was a not-to-miss game and the Malfoys were overflowing with wizard galleons. Hermione also told Harry about her visit to Viktor Krum (one of the four champions at the Triwizard competition and Hermione's new boyfriend). Apparently Krum was going to a school in France this year because Durmstrang had been closed down because they couldn't find a headmaster to look after the students. After a long time, trumpets sounded, signalling the beginning of the game. Harry's heart lifted. It was lighter than it had been for months (because he was worrying about Sirius so much). The Brazilian Team came on first and there was a loud roar from the crowd, including a dark haired man sitting next to Harry who was shouting like there was no tomorrow. Then the Manchester United team came on and there was such a wild roar from the crowd that Harry thought his ears would split open. He, of course was yelling himself hoarse as well. When the game had started, Harry saw Beckham get the ball first and Harry watched him as he took the ball to the goal and. 'GOAL!!!!' The commentator shouted, although he was not as loud as the supporting English who were all wearing T-Shirts with Beckham, I Love You! and Beckham, will you Marry Me?! written on the front. When the crowd had died down a bit, the commentator replayed Beckham's fine goal on the large screen in front of the crowd. * * * At the end of the game (Manchester United won: 56 to 19), Harry let the last of his voice shout with the English crowd. He and Hermione were chatting on Beckham's wonderful scoring. The met Dean Thomas and Neville Longbottom on their way to get popcorn before the cheerleaders came out and did their dance. They went back to the stands talking excitedly. They sat together and watched as Beckham came out onto the field with his team. As Beckham looked around, he caught sight of Harry and stopped. He stared at Harry and Harry stared back. Then his team mates saw what he was looking at and they stared too. Harry felt really awkward now. He felt as if the whole stadium was looking at him. Then Beckham seemed to come to his senses and he rushed his team mates to where the judges were. Harry still felt weird. Why was the whole of Manchester United looking at him? Thank goodness the crowd didn't notice them looking at Harry or Harry would have felt really embarrassed. It was enough being stared at in the wizarding world. He didn't need to be stared at here either. He looked behind him to see if there was some actress or beautiful women or some one behind him. Nope, just a wrinkly old lady. Then the cheerleaders came on and Harry stopped worrying. They were really good. They did back-flips and sang a great cheer. There was one young girl with dark, sleek hair (who looked like she was 15 years old) who went cart- wheeling in a circle being supported in the air with the other Cheerleader's hands holding her up as she flipped sideways. When it was over, Harry was amazed. It was nearly as good as the Veela cheerleaders at the Quiditch World Cup last year. After leaving the stage, saying goodbye to Hermione, Neville, and Dean, Harry teamed up again with Dudley (who was holding a signed soccer ball), Aunt Petunia, and Uncle Vernon. As they were walking to their car, in a deserted parking lot, voices behind Harry shouted for him softly. 'Harry Potter!' It sounded like Dobby, a house elf that Harry had freed from the Malfoys in his second year at Hogwarts who worshipped Harry and was forever calling him 'Harry Potter.' Harry turned around to see the whole of Manchester United standing behind him wearing dark glasses. Dudley and c.o. had all stopped too. Uncle Vernon had just opened his car door. 'My team, Harry Potter, has begged me to ask you to sign their favourite soccer ball,' Beckham told Harry, 'Could you, please, sign all of our soccer balls? We are inspired by you and for a long time, we have hoped for you to come and see our games. We thought that if we had a game in London you might come see us. And here you are!' Harry couldn't believe this! David Beckham was asking him for his signature. And not only Beckham, the whole team! Harry also couldn't believe that the whole of Manchester United were wizards! 'Yes! Sure I will!' Harry said to Beckham, 'And well done for your magnificent game! I really enjoyed it! Yes to where do I sign?' One of the players had come up and hugged him, followed by the rest of the team and Harry's face was full of soccer balls and pens. Harry could see that (out of the very corner of his eye) Dudley was very upset that they didn't ask him to sign their balls. Harry was feeling very happy now so he decided to be nice to Dudley. 'And my cousin Dudley wanted to ask you all for your signatures. It's his birthday today.' Harry pulled Dudley forward and watched as Dudley got a handful of signatures and Beckham's hat thrust into his hand. 'Bye!' Harry said as he got into the car and a crowd of people came running to see Beckham and his team. 'I will see you the next time you play again in London!' They waved good bye to Harry and Dudley. They shouted happy birthday to Dudley and then they were attached by a swarm of fans. They disappeared into the crowd. Harry was so happy! 'Thanks!' Dudley said happily to Harry. Uncle Vernon looked very strange at the moment. He looked half happy with Harry and half purple. He probably wanted Beckham's hat too. But Aunt Petunia looked the worst, she looked as though she never thought that the Manchester United team could possibly be wizards and on the way home, she wouldn't hear a word of that 'ghastly team!' and that she never wanted hear it's name again. Harry knew this was because they were wizards. So, Did ya like it?