'Wake up!' called a voice in Henna's ear. She imediatly sat straight up and held her hand on her scar. It quite burned. It was Amber who woke her up and she was doing the same to Sarah. 'Wake up and don't go back to sleep!' Amber warned. As soon as Amber left the room, Sarah turned herself around with her blanked raised to her china and she closed her eyes.

Henna walked downstairs where evrybody exept Sarah and Ron where. Henna sat down between Harry and Hermione. 'Where are the other two?' Mr. Weasley asked. Henna saw two people she had never met before. Judging by the red hear and freckles they were Charlie and Bill Weasley, the oldest sons of the family. 'You must be Henna.' Bill reached his hand out. Henna nodded. 'Nice to meet you.' she said and she shaked his hand. 'I'm Charlie.' and Henna shook his hand too. Then she grabbed a toast. Not much later came Sarah and Ron downstairs. 'Eat your breakfast fast!' Mr. Weasley sounded impatient.

Soon after that they walked outside. The sun had just risen and the grass was covered with drops of dew. After some time walking they reached a hill, wich they climbed. On the top of the hill stood already two people around an old boot. 'Hey Arthur!' the oldest of the two said. 'Hello Amos, guys this is Amos Diggory and his son Cedric.' Arthur told them. Henna recognized Cedric Diggory from her school, Hogwarts. He was the Seeker and captain of Hufflepuffs Quidditch team. 'Quick let's take the Portkey before he leaves.' Mr. Weasley said

'The what?' Harry and Henna asked simoustanly. 'Grab this old boot and you will see what happens.' Mr. Weasley asked and he did it himself. Henna would've thought it was a joke before she knew she was a witch, but she had gone trough too much the past three years to even question this. to Everyone did the same. They all rised up and spun around. By the time they were up in the sky, Mr, Weasley told them to let go. Henna just trusted Mr. Weasley and did what he told them. Harry, Henna, Ron, Hermione, Sarah, Ginny, Fred and George fell on the ground. The other three walked from above to the ground as if they were walking down invisible stairs. The group scrambled to their feet. They were landed next to an open spot. There were many tents on the spot. 'Welcome at the Quidditch World cup!' Mr. Weasley said with a big smile. 'We see you at the game, Arthur.' Amos Diggory said.

Mr. Weasley scanded the open spot and walked to a place were there wasn't already a tent. 'Here is a good spot for our tent.' Mr. Weasley nodded and he waved his wand in the air. It looked like the tent was setting itself up. But it seemed like a Muggle tent, Henna thought. It looked like Harry tought the same, what also happend a lot, because he asked: 'Isn't it a bit small for thirteen people?'

'Judge yourself.' Mr. Weasley said and he walked inside the tent with his case. harry followed and so did the rest. Inside the tent was the room a lot bigger. Just the size of a house including beds, tables, seets, a kitchen and a bathroom. Harry, Ron, Fred and George shared a room and the other one was for Henna, Hermione, Ginny, Sarah and Amber.

The Quidditch Cup was about to begin and so they walked to the stadium. The group bumped into Sarin and Malfoy and his parents. 'Where are you sitting? Outside?' Malfoy asked and he grinned. 'Actually no, our places are in the top box!' Ron said immediatly. 'So you will be eating dry bread for the next couple of weeks?' Malfoy laughed out loud. Sarin pushed Malfoy aside. 'Hey guys!' she said enthousiastic. 'We are also seated in the top box, so I can sit next to you.'

'If only dad knew!' hissed Malfoy. 'Shut up!' Sarin sneared back. They walked into the stadium.