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Thanks. "Check mate," mumbled Katie. She looked across the chess board to her cat who yawned and stared openly at her master. Katie sighed and gently began to hit her head repeatedly on the shess board, causing her pieces to yell at her and try to find refuge from the shaking chess board. "You're a horrid chess partner, you know."

The cat let out a small mewl, before quickly scampering off. Probably to find a nice fat rat to play with.
"Katie, darling! Glad I caught you."

Katie lifted her head slightly, "Dad?" She almost didn't recognize him being that she hadn't seen him in so long. "Don't you have to get some stuff in order to the World Cup and all that?"

Mr. Bell smiled weakly, "Yes, well, about that. I had a little talk with your mother," he shuffled a bit, and was struggling with pulling something out of his pocket, "Well, I couldn't bare the fact that you would be doing nothing while all your friends were at this big event and so--" He pulled a single ticket from his cloak pocket and presented it to her. "I've made contact with Mr. Johnson, he said he would be more than happy to look after you for the game, and well, have a wonderful time sweety."

With a loud yelp of happiness, Katie lunged at her father and showered him with kisses and hugged him tightly, "Thank you dad! Thank you so much! I'll love you forever and ever." She let him go and went rushing off, but suddenly stopped, "And I didn't mean anything I said in that howler that I sent. It was immature and purely based on impulse." She nodded once before taking up off the stairs. She would have to pack! And she would have to practice all her cheers and she was just so simply excited to be a part of the festivities. Yes!

Fred & George

I'm going to the Quidditch World Cup!
Katie -

Angelina & Alicia

I'm going to the Quidditch World Cup!
Katie -

Lee

I'm going to the Quidditch World Cup! Hope to see you there!
Katie -

Before she sent off these quick little scribbles that was supposed to be a note, she stared at the one she was sending to Lee. She wondered why she had added on that last little bit. She knew he would be there, and that she would more thank likely run into him. Shaking her head and clearing her mind, Katie tied all three notes to the leg of her mother's owl and sent it off in a hurry. The old owl gave a menacing hoot before taking flight. Katie was absolutely glowing for the rest of the week. She did everything she was told to do, like a good little girl and never minded to do the things she normally complained about. Mrs. Bell noticed the change and muttered to her husband that perhaps they should surprise her more often. Perhaps the change would be permanent if they were nicer to her. Before they knew it, the date of the Quidditch World Cup was upon them, and Katie was preparing to leave with the Johnson-Spinnet family. Katie hugged both her mother and father, bidding them farewell.

"--and remember to eat at least one kind of vegetable, and for Merlin's sake, please drink plenty of fluids, and I don't want you talking to any strangers, especially those from other countries." Mrs. Bell was going through her motherly checklist, which caused Angelina and Alicia to errupt into bouts of laughter. Even Mr. Johnson chuckled a bit.

"Mum," Katie groaned.

Mrs. Bell smiled an apology, "So sorry, dearest, but I'm only looking out for you." She kissed her daughter on the forehead before turning to her husband, "Do you have anything you wish to say to Katie."

"Yes," he replied evenly, "Congratulations on your O.W.Ls, they came in thise morning. We're very, very proud of you."

Katie beamed and gave her father an extra tight hug, "Thanks." She looked to Alicia, who was rolling her eyes and shaking her head, then to Alicia who was giving her two thumbs up, then turned back to her parents, "Thanks for everything. Really, I mean it."

And so, Katie, Alicia and Angelina were off with Mr. Johnson to the Quidditch World Cup.

Once they arrived, there was no getting the girls to shut up. Every now and then they would simply burst out with giggles or cheers about going to the Quidditch World Cup. Mr. Johnson was a little shocked that Angelina was behaving in such manner that she had called "acting like a girly girl." But he didn't dare stop their celebrating. Attending an event this big was a rare opportunity, and they had every right to be as happy as they wanted. Who was he to put a limit on fun? He only wished Alicia's mom was present, but alas, she had clearly stated that she couldn't abadon her post as emergency healer at the special event they were ironcially attending.

"You bloody prat! Take a look at your team you sleeze!" Alicia growled as Bulgeria's chaser made a horrible pass. Her refreshments spilled on the little witch infront of them, but hardly noticed when Ireland stole the quaffle and were going to the goal Bulgeria guarded. "Open your eyes! Ireland has the quaffle you moron!"

Angelina's rants were much, much worse. So bad that Mr. Johnson had to put a silencing charm on his daughter for a spell. Only when there was a small break did he release her from it, "Are you going to behave yourself, before they have security escort you out of here?"

Katie was just loud as her two friends, throwing her fists in the air and cheering loudly for Bulgeria. "Come on! You can do it! Keep moving"
"You're really too gentle with your cheering," Alicia told Katie. Actually, Alicia had meant to say that, instead it had come out something like: "You cheer like a little bab-- OH COME ON! Who does that!"

The game was a victorious defeat for everyone. And it was with somewhat heavy hearts that the girls departed from the stadium, Mr. Johnson following behind. He hadn't even predicted the outcome of the match. It was so disappointing and very unusual.

"Good thing I didn't make a wager with Lee," Angelina muttered in a low voice so that her father could hear. "He's been rooting for Ireland from the start, ever since he learned who they were going to play." She shook her head and sighed, moaning and groaning about the worst and best game in the history of the world.

"Get over it, Angie," Alicia muttered, just as depressed as her step-sister. "Bulgeria's full of prat's anyway."

"Including Krum," Katie put in helpfully.

"Especially Krum," Angelina agreed.

Soon enough, the outcome of the game no longer matter as they neared their tents for the night. The tent that the three girls would be sharing was right next to Mr. Johnson's. They quickly clambored inside and changed into their night clothes. After about several pillow fights, that is.

"Girls, you have a visitor out here," Mr. Johnson called after the girls had finally fallen silent.

"Who is it, dad?" Angelina called, letting a yawn escape.

They could hear Mr. Johnson sigh, "Would you just come out here and see him? I'm not your messanger boy." He said all this with a somewhat palyful, but exhausted tone. "But incase you're really wondering, it's Lee."
And suddenly, Katie was the center of attention. Katie blinked, "What? What?"

Ailcia jerked her head toward the tent flap, "Go talk to him." Angelina was less polite, and pushed her blonde friend across the tent and toward the flap. When Katie tried to turn back around, Angelina went ahead and shoved her completely out of the tent and somehow managed to lock it.
"Come on guys, this isn't funny!" Katie poked at the material, trying to find a way inside, but it was pointless to do so. She sighed and turned around and found herself face to face with Lee. She stifled a gasp, though not too successfully, Katie hadn't expected him to just- be there she supposed.
"Uhm, hey, Kaite," Lee smiled brightly. He was still fully robed, unlike Katie was in her frilly pink pajamas with small bunny patterns designed through out it. She tried to hide herself, or at least the bunnies from Lee's view, but it was beyond too late for that.

She smiled weakly, "Hey."

"The match was bloody amazing, yeah?" When Katie made a small face of dislike, he laughed out loud, "Don't tell me you were cheering for Bulgeria. Didn't I teach you anything?"

"Apparently not," she muttered crossing her arms and letting a grin escape her.

They stood there in silence for a moment, then simultaneously they opened their mouths to speak, but didn't, waiting for the other to speak.

"Oh, no, go ahead and say whatever it is on your mind," Lee encouraged.

"Really, you first," Katie countered.

"It's nothing, really."

"Oh, well, mine was nothing too."

Silence once more, then-

"Will you two just kiss already!" Angelina shouted from inside the tent. Alicia's voice came next, "Or at least confess your undying love for each other or something! We're going crazy in here!"

Lee and Katie looked at the tent flap, then each other, though they avoided the other's gaze. Lee spoke first, "I mean did it before"
"For like, two seconds!" Angelina yelled.

Again, Katie and Lee looked to the tent's flap, then each other. Katie smiled weakly, "Yeah, what Angie said. So--"

"You want to kiss again? But, you know, for real?" Lee stumbled over the sentence clumbsily, scuffing his foot on the ground and becoming interested in the type of dirt he stood on. "Because I thought," he shrugged, "I don't know, it would be--" he shrugged once again.

"Grow some ba--" But Angelina's words were muffled and they could hear the two girls struggle a little bit. Alicia was apparently trying to get the girl to shut up and give the two their privacy.

"I'd like that," Katie responded feebly.

Lee looked at her, slightly confused, "For me to grow some ba--"

"No!" Katie said urgently, holding her hands out defensively. "I didn't-- I meant--" she blushed brightly and sighed. "Uhm, that uh-- kiss"
Recognition dawned on his faced and he too delivered a feeble grin, before bringing himself closer to the girl he had liked since-- Well, since their first year. He could feel her even breath on his skin as leaned in closer, prepared to capture her lips with his own.

Closer.

Closer.

"It's the Dark Mark!"

There were numberous shrieks and shouts of panic and terror in the distance. Lee and Katie both looked to where the cries were coming from, and Anglina burst from the tent, grabbing both Katie and Lee and pulling them into the tent. Moments later, Mr. Johnson burst into the tent, "Stay here, all of you. Lee, I'll notify your parents as to where you are. No one leave this tent. Understood!"

The four teens nodded quickly, not daring to jest with Mr. Johnson when he was in commando mode.

There were more screams and shouts, then the sound of feet. Hundreds of them, running. The stampeding witches and wizards were all going in different directions, as if they had no idea where to go to get away from danger. Or perhaps some were going to join under the Dark Mark.
"They attacked a muggle family!" The four friends looked at each other, there was no need to ask who they were.

There were more screams and shouts, but now the shouts were of ministry members shouting out curses, hexes, jinxes and spells, trying to do so much with so many people. For the death eaters, the ministry officials were trying to stun them or stop them anyway they could. For the screaming and running witches and wizards, they were trying to calm them down and lead them to safety. For the muggle family that was attacked, they could only try to save them from the death eaters' cruel fun.

Katie shuddered and shrunk back a bit, as did Alicia. Angelina relocked the tent flap and sat back as well, closing her eyes tightly as if trying to force herself to believe that all of this was a terrible, and loud, dream. "Angelina! Alicia!" There was a woman's voice calling for them inurgency. "Girls! Girls!" Alicia's head shot up, "Angie, isn't that your grandmother?" Angelina did not answer, her eyes were still tightly closed and a lone tear had escaped her eyes. Alicia got up shakily and moved toward the tent's flap, and opened it slowly. She let out a sigh of relief and threw the flap completely open, granting admittance to Mrs. Johnson. When the elderly woman entered, Lee and Katie straightened up. Angelina remained where she was.

Mrs. Johnson immidiately took Alicia into her arms before swooping over to Angelina and hugging her granddaughter tightly. "Are you all alright?" She asked, looking all four teenagers over carefully. She then left Angelina's side to give Katie and Lee their hugs of comfort. While she did so, Alicia began to close the flap. A dark hand stopped her and she let out a terrified scream.

"So sorry, Alicia," Mrs. Jordan stepped inside the flap and closed it, then locked it. "I didn't mean to scare you, I came for--" she scanned the rather large tent carefully before her eye fell on her son. "Lee, thank god!"

While chaos reigned, the two women remained with the teens, until finally things began to finally fall silent. Katie was sure it was well into three in the morning, and none of them had gotten any sleep. Though she was tired, she knew she wouldn't be getting any sleep that night. "Grandma," Angelina mumbled silently, "What are you doing here?"

"Shh.. Shh.." Mrs. Johnson said, hugging her granddaughter close to her and rocking gently. It was as though Angelina was five years old again and had had a bad dream. Grandma Johnson was always there to make her feel better. "We'll be staying here until your father gets back, then you are all going home, alright?"

They all nodded.

Mrs. Jordan slung an arm over her son, trying to bring light to the atmosphere, but she didn't say anything, because frankly, there was nothing to be said.

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Later Days!

Richi Sama