The crowd roared as the Bulgarian team emerged with a dramatic entrance. You rolled your eyes as Ronald jumped to his feet. You scowled as every man in the stadium jumped to his feet in an effort to get a look at the Veela that emerged with the Bulgarian Team and had begun to dance and sing, infatuating many.
               You sneered as you and Ginny pulled Cedric back down into his seat just as the Veela stopped dancing. You rolled your eyes as your boyfriend shook his head as a look of confusion flashed across his face.
              He turned in his seat to face you as you frowned deeply. He gave you a weak smile as if to say I didn't mean it! He leaned forward to kiss you but you quickly pushed him away as Ludo Bagman joyfully announced the Irish team.
               "And let me introduce to you, Troy Duvall!" Bagman exclaimed as you jumped to your feet and screamed. Troy soared out into the stadium, his green robes flowing behind him. You sighed with pleasure as you fell back into your own seat. Ginny nudged you and gestured to your boyfriend. You glanced at Cedric who was now glaring daggers into Troy. You rolled your eyes as you intertwined your fingers with his.
               The game began as the Irish quickly gained procession of the bright red Quaffle. You were on the edge of your seat as your eyes followed every move made. Your gripped Cedric's hand tightly as Ireland neared Bulgaria's goal posts. Cedric inhaled sharply as your proceeded to cut off the circulation in his hand and fingers.
               "Babe! I can't feel my fingers!" Cedric pleaded as he tried to loosen your grip. You ignored him as Troy threw the Quaffle into the hoops and scored! You leapt to your feet again, dropping your boyfriend's hand as you cheered along with the rest of the crowds. The leprechauns sent a flurry of coins into the air as Ireland celebrated their goal. It was ten to zero. You beamed proudly.
               You bit your nails nervously as the game went on. Ireland continued to score as the Veela and Leprechauns launched themselves into a battle. The whole crowd gasped as Lynch and Krum dived downward but the Snitch was no where in sight. Krum pulled out of the dive at the last second but Lynch wasn't able to stop himself in time. You held your breath as paramedics rushed onto the field to get to the seeker.
               Ireland was leading Bulgaria by 160 points. You screamed with the crowds as the seekers once again made a mad dive for the Snitch. But this time it wasn't a fake. Krum pulled ahead and grabbed the small golden ball just as Lynch hit the ground for a second time. The crowd fell silent as the magical blackboard tallied up the score.
               The numbers rearranged themselves quickly, showing the final score. You held your breath as the golden numbers settled into place. Bulgaria: 160. Ireland: 170. IRELAND WON! You flew out of your seat as you and Ginny hugged each other. The Ireland players cheered as they flew celebratory laps around the field. You beamed as the Leprechauns threw more gold into the night sky! They did it! Ireland had won!

-Time Skip- 

               Cedric grasped your hand in his as you made your way out of the top box. Fred and George were chattering excitedly beside you as they counted their gold. You were suddenly stopped by a man in bright green robes, intercepting your path.
               "Oh My God! I know you! You're (Y/N) Middlebrook!" The man exclaimed as your head shot up at the sound of your name. You nodded slowly as you studied the man's face. You suddenly gasped as you dropped Cedric's hand immediately.
                "You're...Oh My God...I can't believe this is happening! You're Troy Duvall! Oh My God! You're my hero!" You exclaimed as the Troy beamed back at you.
                 "That I am! But I could say the same thing about you Ms. Middlebrook! You're quite a legend yourself!" Troy stated as he led your group back into the Top Box, away from the chatter of the crowd.
                 "What are you talking about? Why would you know who I am?" You asked incredulously as Troy smiled.
                 "Are you joking?! Hogwarts produces some of the most talented Quidditch players and God knows we always need more of those. So, besides playing Chaser, my job is to keep a look out for new recruits! And you Ms. Middlebrook are the best that school has ever seen! You are a natural born Chaser!" Troy exclaimed as you blushed tomato red.
                 "Oh My God! You have no idea how much that means to me! Oh My God!" You shrieked as Troy chuckled.
                 "And I have a bit of a propisiton for you, if you'll accept? You see, I thought I'd have to wait until the end of the term but there was still always a chance that another team would scoop you up! I want you, after you graduate, to come play for Ireland! Mullet will be retiring after this year and it would be an honor if you'd play for us! I have the contract with me and everything! The job is yours if you want it!" Troy practically shouted with excitement.
                 You turned back to your boyfriend and the Weasley's, who were all staring at you with their mouths open in shock. You stared at Cedric, unsure of what to do. But all he did was grab your face in his hands and kiss you passionately.
                 When he pulled back, the rest of the Weasley's, Hermione and Mr. Diggory enveloped you in a hug. Cedric stared down at you and smiled. "Do it baby girl! You have to! This is your dream!"
                 You turned back to Troy beaming as he handed you a piece of parchment and a quill. You read over the contact and quickly signed your name at the bottom. As if on cue, a photographer rushed into the box, looking as giddy as ever.
                 Troy pulled you to his side as you both smiled for the Daily Prophet. Troy smiled again as he handed you a copy of the photograph and the contact, along with a brand new set of emerald green robes. You couldn't believe this.
                 "Save those! You'll be needing them next year!" Troy exclaimed as he kissed you on the cheek and ran out the door. As soon as he was gone, Cedric scooped you into his arms and spun you around! You beamed as you headed back to your tent. You couldn't believe it! You were now a Chaser on the Ireland Quidditch team! But your celebration was short lived as several screams pierced the night air and the grounds caught fire!