Stella's POV ✨

I woke up to the sound of someone striding into the bedroom, the figure made their way straight to the curtains, opening them with a quick tug.

"Oh for goodness sake! Get up both of you! We are leaving in ten minutes." Hermione spoke in her adult like tone.

"Hermione!" I sprung out of bed and launched myself at my best friend. Ginny groaned and sat up slowly opening her eyes.

"Hey Hermione," Ginny mumbled. She isnt really a morning person. She got out of bed and hugged Hermione almost tripping over the slipper on the floor while doing so.

"Its good to see you both, now, I'm going to go wake up Harry and Ronald. By the time I come back you better be ready or else."

Hermione walked out of the room leaving us to get changed.

"Im hoping Ireland wins. Who are you supporting Stella?"Ginny asked while looking out her clothing. "Oh Ireland for the win one hundred percent" I replied while getting changed.

I then headed downstairs with Ginny surprised to be the last ones to arrive. We both picked up your rucksacks that Hermione had kindly taken down for us and hauled them onto our shoulders.

"Percy, Bill, and Charlie dont realise how lucky they are to apparate." Ginny sighed as we began our big walk.

"I know, I just find it stupid that Oliver isnt apparating just because he wants to 'Enjoy the experience'. Like, he could get there before us by apparating." I replied in a low tone so only she and Hermione could hear.

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After a few hours of walking, we saw someone in the distance with a boot in his hand. That must be the Portkey he's holding.

"Amos! So very good to see you!" Arthur shook hands with the jolly man.

Suddenly, someone jumped from the tree and landed next to Amos. I know him, he is Cedric Diggory, the Hufflepuff seeker. He seems nice but I havent really talked to him.

"Oh and this strapping young man must be Cedric!" Arthur shook hands with the boy who just politely nodded. Hermione and Ginny whispered something to eachother and I can only guess that it was something to do with the charming seventeen year old boy who stood before them.

We walked for what felt like years until we came to the top of a hill. "Why are we all standing around this manky old boot?" Harry asked looking thourougly confused.

"Oh Harry, this isnt just any manky old boot! this is a Portkey, its going to take us to the event." I ruffled Harrys hair as he gave me another confused look. Everyone laid down on their stomaches and held onto the portkey, luckily Arthur told Harry to grab onto the boot just in time.

We were spinning through the air and Arthur told us to let go, we all did as he said and I went flying down to the ground and slammed down with a thud.

I then attempted to sit up but had someone fall directly ontop of me. Fred.

"ouch." I groaned as l attempted to get Fred off me. Out of everyone to fall on me, it had to be him.

We stared at eachother for a few seconds before he looked away and muttered "Sorry," Then got up and offered me his hand to help me up. Why is he helping me up? He has ignored me for all this time and now he suddenly helps me up, I smirked and took his hand as he hauled me up.

"Is that an apology for almost breaking my ribcage or for ignoring me since January?" I asked him in a serious tone. He looked away as his ears went a shade of pink and his cheeks started to heat up.

"Oi Freddie, finally talking to Ella again I see, eh?" George put his arm around my shoulders and ruffled his brothers hair with his free hand.

"He kind of had to, he almost crushed me," I awnsered while watching Amos, Arthur and Cedric come from the sky and land with ease.

"So does that mean we're all besties again?" George looked questionably between us while we began walking towards the campsite.

"I-"

"No not quite." Fred interupted me and we all stayed in an awkward silence for a while.

"You did apologise for being an absalute douche-bag and ignoring her for five hundred years though, didnt you?" George stared at his identical twin waiting for an answer.

Fred just nodded his head and we continued walking. What a wierd way to apologise to someone. I still dont know why he ignored me for so long and suddenly just apologises. Boys are so confusing.

"Ugh I'm so tired, I dont want to walk anymore," I complained to Oliver who was quite happily walking along. We were just at the campsite and only had less than five minutes left until we were at our tent, but I didnt care. "Oliver, can you-"

"Fine. But you have to carry my rucksack aswell." I nodded and Oliver took off his rucksack and put it on the ground letting me jump onto his back. He then passed me his big burgandy bag that was superisingly light.

"Merlins Beard El, you're so lazy." George yelled at me from a few meters behind. I flipped him off in response and heard him over dramatically gasp. I giggled to myself as we got closer to our tent.

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Stepping into the magic tent gave me goosebumps every time. I put my rucksack on one of the beds and took out the green and white face paint to draw on George. I stood in front of the small circular mirror and did my eye make up and added green lipstick.

And finished off the look by adding a mini Irish flag on my left cheek. I quickly did my hair into two Dutch braids then walked through to the main area of the tent, surrounded by all the excitement going on inside the tent.

"Get out of the kitchen Ron, we're all hungry,"

"Yeah get out of the kitchen Ron," The twins yelled at Ron in unison while sitting with their feet on the table looking quite comfortable.

"Feet off the table!" Arthur yelled at the twins.

"Feet off the table!" The twins repeated once more in unison while taking their feet off the table then straight on again. I rolled my eyes and giggled before walking up to them with the face paints.

"Yes Jess you brought face paint! Could you do ours for us? I don't think I could trust myself or Fred to be honest." George beamed and Fred glared at his brother for slightly insulting him.

"Okay sure...Fred? Do you want me to do yours?" I asked him while opening the paints.

"Fred would absolutely love that." George cut in before Fred could reply.

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We are now climbing up the stairs in the stadium to get to our seats, Oliver was being extremely annoying to be behind because he would keep stopping to comment on how excited he was. But apart from that everything was fine, until someone called my name from a level below me.

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