It was the day of the Quidditch World Cup, Ireland versus the Bulgarians. Of course they were all routing for Ireland, but Ginny couldn't help but be excited to see Krum play. Ron had mentioned that he was the most acclaimed player in the Cup this year. She dressed in long jeans and a summery top, as the weather was luckily holding up.

When she went downstairs for breakfast, her mother was already fussing around and making breakfast for the early morning departures. Mum said she hadn't wanted to join, as she wasn't "a Quidditch nut," like the rest of us. Hermione had pointed out that, she too, wasn't a Quidditch nut, but her mother laughed, "Well, maybe you can meet a hunk while you're there, Hermione," she added with a wink, causing Hermione to blush from head to toe. Ron had laughed at her and Ginny slapped him on the arm, "Hey! She may come back with Krum on her arm! Then you'll have nothing to laugh about!" This caused Ron to blush furiously, but it seemed to be more of an angry blush than an embarrassed one as he retorted, "Oh please as if Hermione could even meet Krum!"

Ginny changed the topic as her father walked down the stairs as her father announced, "Well, we are walking there with Amos Diggory and Cedric." Ginny's smile lit up and she said, "Well there you go, Hermione! He's a dish if ever there were one!" Hermione giggled, and throughout all this, Ginny noticed Harry had remained silent, quietly buttering his toast. He was unusually quiet this morning.

Her dad reached the landing and came to hug her, "Good morning, family! I hope Ginny's not thinking of having a boyfriend already, although, Cedric isn't a bad candidate. He's a nice boy." Ginny blushed furiously and here Fred piped up, "I think our dear sister already has another candidate in mind, dad." Ginny glared at him in fury, as if he dare mention anything more, he would never recover from the physical pain she would cause him. Harry had glanced up at the mention of Cedric with a frown on his face, but luckily Fred took the hint and kept his mouth shut. Ginny diverted the topic, "So, I wonder who's going to win tonight's match?" Everyone placed a bet it would be Ireland.

When the family left, they had to climb a rather steep hill as they were meeting the Diggory's at the top. The Weasley's had grown up with Cedric and had had regular family get together's with them since they were kids. However as had grown up, they had become more distant from each other and gone their separate ways.
Now when Ginny saw Cedric, she couldn't believe how much he had grown. She saw him at Hogwarts, but usually from a distance. They never made an effort to socialise, especially since he was Hufflepuff, and in a different house from hers entirely. They did tend to nod as a sign of greeting though and respect for each other. Cedric beamed at her and shook his head, "Ginny, you've grown so much!" he commented as he shook her hand. She felt herself blushing and grinned, "I could say the same for you, Ced." He laughed and introduced himself to Hermione, who seemed to have suddenly lost her voice. Harry and Ron nodded at Cedric, but otherwise made no show of acknowledgement.
On the way there, Ginny chattered excitedly with Cedric about the upcoming game, and how they were all rooting for Ireland. He chuckled and grinned, "You need to have some Irish colours then Gin!" He fished in his backpack and pulled out a white and green scarf before draping it around her neck and he grinned wider, "Much better! Now I can actually tell which team you're supporting!" She shook her head, and tried giving it back, "Thanks Ced, but then you don't have anything!" He shook his head and laughed lightly, "Not true. I have my hideous Irish jumper. I'll stand out like a sore thumb! You keep it." He winked at her and she giggled, "Thanks Ced," she repeated. Ginny felt a blush creeping on her cheeks and then realised that Harry had been dead quiet for a while and was watching them. Had he been listening? He was watching her curiously, clearly not paying attention to a jabbering Ron. Was he...jealous? She bit her lip and ignored him.

When they reached the area holding the match via Portkey, Ginny felt the hype setting in. People were walking around the campsite in colourful costumes, supporting their home teams. Their lot were wearing green and white, to resemble the Irish. The Bulgarians were sporting red and black. Ginny was pleased then that Cedric had given her the scarf and she grinned at Cedric, "Thanks so much! I feel like I fit in more now!" He grinned at her and pulled out the jersey, "Here, have this too, I have plenty more where that came from." Ginny laughed and Ced winked at her. Ron, Harry and Hermione were all watching this exchange between them as her father announced, "Parting of the ways I think," to Cedric and his dad. They nodded, and shook hands and Cedric smiled kindly at her before kissing her cheek in farewell. She couldn't help but grin in response as he waved goodbye. She held his jersey and pulled it on. It was definitely windy enough in the forest area. Hermione giggled and shook her head, "He's certainly a good candidate Gin!"