"hazel wake up!"

"hazel." i heard hermione trying to wake me up.

"i'm up." i groaned when she didn't stop shaking my arm violently. i love her to death but sometimes she can be bit annoying especially when she doesn't let's me sleep for just few more minutes.

"get ready. mr weasely told me to wake you lot up." she said strodding outside.

"alright." i called after her and lazily dragged myself to ginny's bathroom

i quickly got fresh and went down stairs to find mrs. weasely making breakfast. "good norning hazel." she smiled at me.

"morning, mrs weasely." i smiled back and made my way over to the dining table where sat the other weaselys.

"good morning everyone." i wished them and proceeded to sit down on the chair next to fred.

"morning hazel." everyone replied cheerfully.

after breakfast we all headed outside. ron was still yawning and i chuckled a little at the grumpy expression resting on his face. he glared at me which made me laugh even more.

i walked with hermione and ginny while trying not to snap at fred and george who out of nowhere blew air in my ear.

"stop it." i whined which only made them laugh.

"oh for god's sake." ginny stood up for me,"stop bothering her."

"calm down women. we were just having fun." fred defended themselves.

i intentionally rolled my eyes at them which made them feel guilty as they immediately apologized to me but i waved them off and playfully pulled their cheeks.

"amos" mr. weasley called out causing me to look at him. a man around his age stood near a tree. just then a boy around 16 or 17 jumped from the tree kinda startling me as i held onto george's arm.

i must admit, the boy was handsome.

"arthur. its time, isn't it?" the man spoke up.

"sorry amos. some of us had a bit of sleepy start. this is amos diggory everyone, he works with me at the ministry. and this strapping young lad must be cedric, am i right?" mr. weasley asked.

"yes, sir." cedric politely said.

"and this must be harry potter." amos started, looking at my brother who had an awkward smile on his face.

my brother was so awkward when it came to people addressing him as the famous harry potter.

"hi i am hazel." i introduced myself to cedric who was awkwardly quiet while amos talked to my brother.

"i know." cedric chuckled. "come on haz, literally everyone is familiar with you and harry." ginny bumped her shoulder with mine.

"come on kids, let's go." mr.weasley spoke up, clapping his hands to have her attention.

we started walking again and finally stopped around a boot which seemed a bit daft to me.

"why are we standing around a manky old boot?" harry asked as confused as me.

"that isn't just any old manky boot mate." fred spoke up.

"it's a portkey." george explained further.

"what's a portkey?" harry and i asked at the same time but nobody answered us.

"ready to go?" mr. diggory asked.

"excuse me?" i tried to ask but literally everyone ignored us which made me mad.

i and harry stood there confused,staring at everyone. mr. weasley told us to put the hand on boot.

i and harry just followed what he said.

"one, two, three." mr. weasley counted.

there was a white flash and suddenly everyone started flying. i felt that i was flowing and i fell on the ground with a loud thud.

I groaned and found harry on the ground too. cedric held out his hand and helped me to get up. i muttered a thanks, smiling at him.

"my pleasure." he smiled back.

"kids, welcome to the quidditch world cup." mr. weasely announced.

i gaped at the view before me. the whole ground was covered in tents and wizards moving here and there. mr. weasley lead us to a small tent. i furrowed my eyebrows in confusion as it was extremely small for all of us to fit inside.

"how are we going to fit in that?" i whispered to harry, who was as confused as me.

he shrugged and followed the weasleys so did i.

i entered the tent, only to find that it was larger and spacious from inside. i smiled and harry muttered,"i love magic."

mr.weasely told us to get our bunks and unload things. after i was done, i told harry that I was going to have a walk outside. he nodded, too busy admiring the tent.

i stepped out of the tent and saw dean and the tatil twins. i waved at them, smiling. they waved back.

i looked around at the happy and bright faces of the kids, having their little hands wrapped around their fingers with the excitement on the tip of their noses.

"potter."

i immediately recognized the voice and spun around on my heels to find a familiar pair of grey eyes looking back at me. he was dressed up in a simple, black tuxedo or coat to be precise.

"malfoy." i acknowledged his presence in an uninterested tone.

"what are you doing here?" he asked. instead of answering his stupid question, i ended up laughing which made him confused.

"what's so funny?" he frowned, clearly pissed.

"you." i simply answered.

"oh shut up." he snarled.

"ah so there are you." i smirked, crossing my arms across my chest,"have to admit, i was kinda scared when you were being so polite."

"fuck off." he cursed, shooting daggers at me.

"happily." i gave him a tight lip smile and turned away from him, walking towards the tent.

I met with the others and they were all very excited like me. fred and george had painted the there faces with green paint. I was supporting the irish too.

we climbed the stairs and i was out of my breath once we reached the top after getting in a small, nasty banter with malfoy and his father.

"and now." roared ludo bagman's voice, "kindly put your wands in the air for the irish national team moscots"

a green and gold comet came zooming into the stadium. the irish players sped off on their brooms. i cheered loudly, feeling excited.

"and now ladies and gentlemen, kindly welcome the bulgarian national quidditch team"

the players on their broomstick shot out into the field as the wild bulgarian
supporters cheered.

"that's him! That's him!" ron cried on watching viktor krum. ron was fangirling over krum and it was hilarious.

the game lasted for hours. krum caught the snitch but the irish still won. i was happy but ron was scowling the entire time.

after a short ron-teasing session, we all plumped down to relax when mr. weasley burst into the tent, panic stricken.

there were loud noises coming from outside. "looks like the Irish got their pride on." fred commented making me crack a small smile.

"it's not the irish! everybody get out of here and get straight to the portkey. fred, george, ginny is your responsibility."

i quickly got on my feet while fred and george ran outside with ginny. i, ron, harry and hermione followed them.

people outside scurried around,desperately fleeing the campgrounds. all the tents were being destroyed. at the distance, i could see tall, black - hooded figures, their hats pointed at the top. their faces weren't recognisable since they wore masks with snake like slits.

we four, teared through a large crowd of wizards. everyone was running in all different directions. I had no idea as to what was happening. as the large crowd pushed through, my hands broke apart from harry.

"harry!" i shouted, my hand reaching out to find him. He disappeared in the sea of terrified people. i looked around to find someone who was familiar. that's when i spotted cedric.

"cedric!!" i called out, running up to him.

"hazel are you okay?" he asked, sweat drops running down his cheeks.

i nodded.

"come on, let's go the portkey."
he started leading me to the way opposite to the way harry went.

"but harry! i need to find him." i cried desperately.

"he'll be fine. come on  now." he assured.

i shook my head and ran towards harry.