Seph looked around the arena. It was big. She kept her ears covered as the crowd screamed and clapped for the teams. She looked at across from where she was, a big black board d saying BULGARIA: 0, IRELAND: 0. She watched as everyone waved their flags and colors for each team.

"And now, without further ado, allow me to introduce... the Bulgarian National Team Mascots!"

She heard Mr. Weasley say something as the right-hand side of the stands the crowd roared in approval. She heard him scream and say something else as Harry asked about whatever he was talking about before being cut off. She saw as a hundred girls who seemed to be blessed by Aphrodite. She wondered if Piper would know them, only to realize that she couldn't ask. She pushed it to the back of her mand. Just watching the women start dancing to the music, going faster and faster. She looked to Harry and Ron, who were now standing and looked as if they were about to jump. She raised a brow at them as the music stopped and cries of anger erupted throughout the crowd, they didn't want them to go.

She looked to the twins who were also complaining, she sent a glare their way who took a step back with their arms up. She turned back to the field. It was awesome, all the people gathered and just celebrating. She was sure her friends would love this, most likely hate the height though. She honestly doesn't want to go anywhere the brooms for her whole life if she can. She sat down in the chair, she tried to steady her breathing. Pushing back any memories since she was 12 all the way till the year before. She closed her eyes, taking a few more deep breaths.

When she reopened her eyes she saw a rainbow right before it faded away. She was amazed. Staring at the shamrocks that were falling around them, gold coins following after. She didn't notice one of the twins staring at her as she stood back up and tried to catch a few of the gold coins. The shamrock and the red leprechauns falling to the ground on the the otherside where the Veela's were.
"And now, ladies and gentlemen, kindly welcome - the Bulgarian National Quidditch Team! I give you - Dimitrov!"

A man wearing scarlet on a broomstick came flying out. She was amazed at the speed the things she usually used to clean had. She wondered if they used vacuums? What? They use them in Sabrina the Teenage Witch. The crowd applauded like crazy as he flew out.

"Ivanova!"

Another scarlet-robed player zoomed out.

"Zograf! Levski! Vulchanov! Volkov! Aaaaaaaand - Krum!"

The players came out one by one, cheering the loader and loader the more players came out.

Bagman started yelling out the Irish National Quidditch Team. Soon enough green blurs came speeding out. She grew bored soon after they all came out. Not that they weren't cool, it's just. Got distracted by something else. She had put her hands in her pockets, getting used to the loud noises. She felt the wand in there, she really hasn't paid much thought to it. Mostly using her sword and plus, to her it was a fancy stick that people use. She went and sat down in her seat, tapping her finger on her thigh as she looked around. She thought back to the shows she was binging and how they either ended off the stories horribly. Like in Arrow. They just killed him off, evil. She gets why, but still. And Merlin. Now that is pure evil, and she knows evil. Just killing off Arthur. And Morgana, she was so nice but then for some dumb reason she had to turn evil. Seph believes it was the bracelet from Morgouse. And she wished Mordred was still good, Merlin should have been kind to him and not fall under peer pressure from Killgharah and Gaius. Mostly from the dragon. He should have been kind to Mordred from the beginning like when he saved him from when he was a kid. And season 6, he wasn't the same. Destiny isn't everything. And in Cobra Kai, she just can't wait till the next season. They leave it off with the main character in the hospital, and kapoot. Have to wait a year. She started Game of Thrones, but then she had to leave. Maybe she could watch it while at Hoggywash, or Hogstore. Or what was it? Oh yeah, Hogwarts. Weird name for her liking. Then again, so was a few others she knew. She thought back to Cedric, and how he looked so similar Edward. It was so uncanny. She'll have to get another look at them both. Maybe have a picture of Edward and bring it next to Cedric. It is weird.

Maybe she could go to Lucius Malfoy and ask about her mother, she wanted to know more about her mother. She debated it for a while before deciding she would ask him for his number. Then realized he probably wouldn't have a phone. And she couldn't have a phone. So that was fail. Maybe the owls have numbers. Do they just have like a maap in their of where everything is? Like how do they know where to find someone who is supposedly in hiding and nobody can find? Cna't you like put a tracker on them? She doesn't get it. She'll have to ask them. She tried to put her focus on the match in front of her.

Tried was the key word. She ended up sitting upside down on the chair with her head almost hitting the ground and rolling her eyes in circles and getting dizzy. She almost threw up. She wondered if there was popcorn. She was hungry.

"TROY SCORES!" Bagman roared, scaring Seph and making her fall down with a grunt. She gets up, rubbing her head as she walked next to Harry who was yelling.

"What is going on?" she asked Groeerge, who was standing next to her. George gave her a look before realization came over his face. He began to explain what was happening.

"They're going to crash!" Hermione screamed. Seph looked to Hermione before going back to look at the two players. Viktor Krum pulled out of the dive, spiralling off while Lynch hit the ground with thud that everyone could hear. Seph gave a pitied look, wouldering if they were going to be okay.

"Fool!" Mr. Weasley moaned. "Krum was feinting!"

"It's a time-out!" Bagman yelled, "as trained mediwizards hurry onto the field to examine Aidan Lynch!"

"He'll be okay, he only got ploughed!" Charlie told Ginny reassuringly, who had a look of horror on her face while leaning over the side of the box. "Which is what Krum was after, of course..."

Even if Seph didn't know much on Quidditch. She would never get on a broom in her life, she knew Krum must have done that for a reason. She watched him as close as she could, which wasn't that good because she didn't have this zooming in feature on her eyes and didn't have binoculars. Or the weird looking binoculars Harry had. She watched the scoreboard, the points either went up or down. She thought about football, and how she used to watch it on Sundays with her mom, when she was there that is. She wanted to go back to that. Eating blue popcorn, pizza, Pepsi and hot wings while they partied around. It was the only thing that Smelly Gabe would cool down for and they could tolerate each other. Then at night she would get more bruises if the team they were rooting for lost and blaming her on the loss.

"Foul!" the Irish supporters roared, all standing and she thought if she could add yellow flowers to their green.

"Foul!" Bagman echoed. "Dimitrov skins Moran - deliberately flying to collide their and it's got to be another penalty - yes, there's the whistle!"

Seph noticed the leprechauns rising and make a very rude sign to the veela across the way. The veela seemed to grow angry, they launched themselves launch across the field and seemed to throw handfuls of fire at the leprechauns. Seph's eyes went wide.

"And that, boys," Mr. Weasley yelled over the tumult of the crowd below, "is why you should never go for looks alone!"

Seph had snorted as Ministry Wizards swarmed onto the field to separate the two, not much success. She found it funny, as the wizards and witches were burned from the balls of fire while the two separated. She looked back up to the two teams flying in the air, already feeling woozing from being this high up and staring at the ground.

"Levski - Dimitrov - Moran - Troy - Mullet - Ivanova - Moran again - Moran - MORAN SCORES!"

The cheers were barely heard over the shrieking veela. The Bulgarian's now joined in, with roars of their own. The game continued immediatly, now Levski had the Quaffle, now Dimitrov.

The Irish Beater Quigley swung heavily at a passing bludger, and it hit as hard as possible toward Krum, who did not duck quickly enough. It hit him in the face.

Seph put a fist in her mouth. She tried hard not to laugh, only to notice that it might be broken since his nose was bleeding. But Hassan Mostafa didn't blow his whistle. His broom was now alight with fire from a veela. Seph looked around, wondering what was going to happen.

"Time out! Ah, come on, he can't play like that, look at him -"

"Look at Lynch!" Harry yelled. The Irish Seeker had suddenly gone into a dive. "He's seen the Snitch! He's seen it! Look at him go!"

Half of the crowd seemed to realize what was happening; the Irish supporters rose in another great wave of green, screaming their Seeker on... but Krum was on his tail. How he could see where he was going, a few of them had no idea; flecks of blood flew behind him in the air. He was drawing level with Lynch, now as the pair of them hurtled toward the ground again-

Seph didn't realize it, but she was cheering Krum on. He was the only one she knew.

"They're going to crash!" Hermione shrieked.

"They're not!" roared Ron.

"Lynch is!" yelled Harry.

And he was right - for the second time, Lynch hit the ground with a tremendous forse and was immediately stampeded by a horde of angry veela.

"The Snitch, where's the Snitch?" bellowed Charlie, along the row.

"He's got it - Krum's got it - it's all over!" shouted Harry. Seph was impressed, now that she sort of got the game, she found it fun and entertaining. Still never getting on a broom. It was a flying deathtrap with bristles and supposed to be used to clean.

She looked to the board, squinting to look at the names and trying to decipher the names. Finally she saw it, BULGARIA: 160, IRELAND: 170 as it began flashing. The Ireland supporters started screaming louder and louder in screams of delight.

"IRELAND WINS!" Bagman shouted, who like the Irish, seemed taken aback the sudden end of the match. "KRUM GETS THE SNITCH - BUT IRELAND WINS - good lord, I don't think any of us were expecting that!"

"What did he catch the Snitch for?" Ron bellowed, even as he jumped up and down, applauding with his hands over his head. "He ended it when Ireland were a hundred and sixty pointsahead, the idiot!"

"He knew they were never going to catch up!" Harry shouted back. Seph was pouting, she wanted him to win, and it seems George noticed it. He gave her look before making kissy faces at her. She playfully shoved him and rolled her eyes, going back to the field. She watched as Krum push away the mediwizards as his team surrounded him, shaking their heads.

"Vell, ve fought bravely," said a gloomy voice behind her. They turned around. It was the Bulgarian Minister of Magic.

"You can speak English!" saif Fudge, sounding outraged. Seph had to look away, so that they wouldn't see her laughing. "And you've been letting me mime everything all day!"

"Vell, it vos very funny," the Blugarian minister said, shrugging.

"And as the Irish team performs a lap of honor, flanked by their mascots, the Quidditch World Cup itself us brought into the Top Box!" roared Bagman.

She turned around after catching her breath from laughing, she saw a vast gold cup being handed to Cornelius Fudge, who still looked very upset.

"Let's have a really loud hand for the gallant losers - Bulgaria!" Bagman shouted. As the two teams can up into the box and sitting down, the crowd roared in applause.

"They'll be talking about this one for years," Bagman said hoarsely, his voice back to normal, "a really unexpected twist, that... shamee it couldn't have lasted longer... Ah yes... yes, I owe you... how much?"

For the twins, they scrambled over their backs of their seats and were standing in front of Ludo Bagman with broad grins on their faces, their hands out stretched.

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I'm baaaacckkkk! 

So sorry for the suupper late post! I apologize, but I just got back from a medical trip/ vacation and came back with good news! So theirs a plus!  Anyway, as I had said in my other book, I am finding a new posting schedule. And since cheer just finished, early I might say, I will hopefully post a little more. I also just finished my first DDF meet yesterday, DDF stands for Debate, Drama, Forensics at my school. But sadly since I was on a trip, I wasn't able to due debate I only did drama and that was Reader's Theater. 

So, have a good day/night/what ever time your at!

Peace out ~ Bella!