When they reached their tent, Ginny and Hermione found their rooms first. Ginny couldn't believe the sheer size of the tent! It almost felt like they would be living in a mansion! Hermione squealed in the midst of the excitement as they placed their things down on their beds and she nearly yelled, "Cedric is gorgeous! I can't believe he kissed you!" Ginny felt herself blushing heavily and gestured at her dramatically, "Hermione! Keep your voice down! If my brothers heard you say that..." Fred and George appeared at the entrance of their little room, both grinning ear to ear, "Oh, we heard it, Gin! In fact, the whole campsite heard it." "He better keep his hands off our little sister!" George said. Ron appeared and asked irritably, "Who's got their hands on our little sister?" Fred chuckled and replied, "Diggory." This caused Ron to scowl tremendously, and then Harry appeared, "What's going on?" He asked curiously. Fred and George chortled and Ron said frustrated, "Ginny's got a crush on Cedric." The twins howled with laughter before Ginny growled, "If the two of you don't shut up, I will hurt you so badly that it will be like I bat bogey hexed you into oblivion, except worse!" Hermione giggled, because the twins shut up immediately after that as Fred asked, "Er yeah, right. Harry, is there any girl at school whom has taken your fancy?" Ron just shook his head in annoyance, as Harry looked embarrassed and Ron warned them, "Guys, shut up."
Ginny felt her heart thudding in her chest. It was loud and incessant. She looked at Hermione to make certain that Ron didn't know of Harry's supposed affections for her. Hermione eyed her subtly through her peripheral vision and she guessed that her friend hadn't. Ginny assumed that Ron was under the impression that Harry hadn't even had time to think about girls, due to his involvement in the defeat of Riddle and helping Sirius escape. George chuckled, "Oh come on, the Boy-Who-Lived isn't interested in anyone, yet he could have his pick from the entire school?" Fred eyed Harry suspiciously and Ginny laughed to try and break the tension, "Yeah except Pansy Parkinson, and every other Slytherin girl that walked this earth." This caused them all to laugh, except George who shrugged his shoulders, "You can't discount all of them. I'm sure at least one or two have a secret crush on him." Ginny chanced a glance at Harry, who was looking more uncomfortable by the second. The twins noticed this, and this is why they were taunting him.
Their father called them all out of the girl's room at the perfect time and said, "Right, the match starts in an hour. I suggest you all pack what you want to bring now." They did as they were told and in half an hour they were walking up the stairs to the stadium. Ron looked more and more hyped the further they climbed and he asked excitedly, "Blimey dad! How far up are we?" That's when they bumped into the Malfoy's. Mr Malfoy commented sneeringly, "Well put it this way, if it rains, you will be the first to know!" Ginny grimaced and with his usual, bragging sneer which mimicked his fathers, Draco told them how he was in the minister's box. 'Like that's anything to brag about,' Ginny thought to herself sarcastically. Fudge was useless as far as she was concerned. Ginny was just grateful to get free tickets.
When they reached the top, the view was astounding. She could see the entire pitch and the thousands below watching. She couldn't even count them if she tried. The entire stadium was either sporting green or red colours, and she was grateful for Cedric's scarf and jumper.
Harry even stood next to her happily, wearing an Irish scarf. He grinned at her as she shook her head in awe, "This is brilliant! Better than I imagined!" Harry chuckled and nodded in agreement, "Far better than the Hogwarts pitch, that's for certain!" She laughed and stared down at all the crowds, leaning slightly over the banister to look further down. Harry pulled her back somewhat, "Careful, Gin. I don't want you to fall," he shouted over the loud music playing throughout the stadium. Ginny felt herself laughing, "Thanks Harry, but you don't need to get so big brotherly. I have enough of them." He shook his head and smiled kindly at her. She knew that wasn't the reason why he'd done it, but if they were going to be friends, this was how she should be interrupting the gesture.
Minutes later, the Bulgarian team were soaring around the pitch, with Krum in the lead. Hermione squealed excitedly in a very non-Hermione-ish way. Ginny pointed to the red clad figure and yelled, "Harry, that's Krum!" Harry followed her finger and they watched as Krum did flips mid air and the crowd went wild. Ginny cheered and so did Harry. The Irish team came on then, getting a flock of leprechauns to form one big, Irish leprechaun dress in Irish colours. It danced and then it disappeared as Fudge announced through his wand, "Welcome Ladies and Gentlemen, to the four hundred and forty second Quidditch World Cup. Let the match begin!"
Ginny watched in amazement as the teams circled around the box of game balls, and the coach, Captain Friar opened the lid, releasing the Quaffle's first, then the Bludger's, and then the elusive golden snitch.
When the game ended, they were walking back to their tent on a high, even though the Bulgarians had won. Ginny felt like she was on a more thrilled than she'd ever been in her life, as she and Hermione spoke animatedly about Krum. Krum had been named the most admirable player in the game. He definitely seemed to be the one with the biggest fan base! Even Ron seemed to be obsessing over him. Ginny laughed at him and teased, "I think you're in love, Ron!" To which the twins began singing off key, as well as Harry, one of mum's favourite songs. Ginny was in peals of laughter as Ron looked beyond humiliated.
At that moment, they heard a loud crack in the campsite. Her father went to investigate as Fred made some joke. Then he returned quickly with a panicked look on his face, "Death Eaters! Everybody split up and keep safe! Fred and George, Ginny is your responsibility! Now part!" He hurried out of the tent and they all froze for a split second, before Fred grabbed her arm, and began pulling her out of the tent. George followed behind them. They were heading towards the forest, where everyone else was running. She tried yelling over the noise, "What about the others?" George yelled from behind her, "They can take care of themselves!" Worry ebbed through her for her brother, for Hermione, and most of all, for Harry. The death eater's would most likely attack him.