Finally, we were up at the very top of the stadium, and I smiled at the view. I was standing between Ced and Harry, Harry and my hands still firmly twisted together. Suddenly, some people came flying up behind us.
"It's the Irish!" I heard Fred call out, and smiled at the green and white trail of smoke they left behind. Fireworks then went off, forming a leprechaun. We all smiled and laughed as he did a little gig. Then-
"Here come the Bulgarians!" George shouted out, and they sped right through the leprechaun. Soon, the crowd was chanting, but I couldn't understand what.
"Harry! What're they saying?" I practically shouted at him.
He laughed before pointing at the person leading the Bulgarians. "That's the best seeker in the world, and the person their all chanting for- Viktor Krum!"
Soon, the match was under way. The Ireland chasers were superb, playing as I had never seen before. Ludo Bagman, who was announcing for the game, had a hard time keeping up with the names.
Suddenly, Krum went into a dive, and Lynch followed him. I gasped, knowing they hadn't seen the snitch.
"Cedric!" I said, tugging on his arm with my free hand. "That's dangerous! That's the Wronski Defensive Feint!"
Just then, Lynch crashed in the dive, but Krum came out ok. I sighed and shook my head.
"I knew it." I murmured.
Harry turned to me. "Yeah, you did. How did you know what he was doing?"
Cedric looked at me surprised. "You didn't tell them?"
"Yeah, well…" I said.
"Autumn is an awesome chaser, a fair good beater, talented keeper, but her best position is easily seeker." Cedric said with an air of pride.
"Ced…" I sank back into my seat, embarrassed that he had put me on the spot. I'm sure my face was completely red, and tried to duck it so no one would notice the discoloration.
Harry squeezed my hand, so I turned my face up to look at him. He smiled at me. "I play seeker as well. I've played for my house for the past three years. I suppose you know what that means." At my inquisitive look, he continued; "We'll have to play each other sometime to see who the better seeker is. After all, if you're in my house, we both know only one seeker can be on the team."
"Be careful bargaining your position like that, Harry." Cedric laughed. I smacked his arm lightly, but had a frown on my face. Would I really want to face Harry? And what would happen if I win?
Left to my thoughts, I settled back into my seat as the rest of the game continued. My eyes glazed themselves over as I sank into my world of thoughts. It wasn't until the end of the game that I left the safety of my mind to see that the Irish had won. I smiled and cheered; I had been rooting for them, after all. Then again, it wasn't really a surprise. What surprised me that was Victor Krum of the Bulgarian team had the snitch in his hand.
"Wow. He must be great to beat Lynch." I murmured. Ced looked at me out of the corner of his eye, but kept his mouth shut.
The players walked into the Ministers Box so they could receive their prizes, respectfully. I sort of let everything slip away; simply thinking about what life was going to be like at Hogwarts.
"Hey." Ced whispered in my ear. "We'll see you tomorrow, alright?"
I looked around and noticed that we were at the campgrounds. I blinked once before turning to Cedric. "Alright. We'll meet tomorrow at the Portkey." He smiled at me and followed Amos off to their tent. I watched them go for a minute, before Harry tugged on my hand. I looked at him and smiled as we walked back to our tent.
Everyone else was looking tired as we got back into the tent, but I was wide awake. My nerves were on edge from all the noise outside; something was bothering me. However, when Arthur offered hot cocoa, we all gathered around the table and discussed the game. Apparently Ron, Harry and Hermione had been the only ones rooting for Bulgaria, but no one had any complaints about Krum's performance.
The conversation ended when Ginny fell asleep and spilled her hot cocoa on my foot.
"I'm alright, I'm okay." I assured them as I hopped around, trying to pull the sock off of my foot but failing miserably. Finally I sat down and pulled it off. Everyone began to drift off to their own parts of the tent at that point, but I noticed the twins, Ron and Harry were looking at me.
"What." I said.
"Feisty." George laughed as he walked over to me and gave me a hug. Fred did the same, and I smiled as they pulled away.
"Good night guys. And thanks."
They exchanged a look. "For what?"
I laughed. "For treating me like I'm part of your family." I think it was Fred that gave me a noggie as they walked away, completely ignoring my protests. Ron followed up next, but Harry walked over and sat down next to me.
We looked at each other in silence before laughing. "Shh!" I attempted to quiet him, and a pillow was thrown our way from the girls section of the tent.
"So, how about that game?" Harry asked as we calmed down.
I raised an eyebrow. "Not tired, either?"
"Not at all."
"Then let's talk." I smiled at him. He returned it, so I turned to face him.