Fog seeped into my brain as I tried to force myself out of bed. Hermione had woken up Ginny and I at an ungodly hour to be able to make it to the Quiddich World Cup. Ginny sat up in her bed and stared at her wall in a daze. I came to the Burrow a few days ago and have been put in Ginny's room with Hermione. Summers were always better at the Burrow. There was a warmth here that I couldnt find anywhere else.
"Mae you need to get up and get dressed we have to leave in thirty minutes!"
A groan left my mouth as I dug my head back in to the pillow.
"Mione the suns not even out yet this is practically abuse" I mumble with my head still in my pillow. A sudden chill rushes up my body as Hermione ripped the warm blankets off.
"Oh you'll survive. Go wake up the boys and I'll get Ginny out of bed." Ginny flopped back down groaning. I slowly made my way out of bed and pulled on my jeans and jumper. My jumper was of course green to support Ireland as they go up against Bulgaria today. Harry and Ron hated that me and Minone were team Ireland instead of Bulgaria. They would go on and on about what made the Bulgarian team better and how the amazing Viktor Krum was going to lead the team to victory. Honestly the only reason I started rooting for Ireland was becuase I knew it would annoy the boys. Soon Ginny and Hermione caught on and we were all team Ireland to piss of the rest off the group. I tied my hair into two loose braids that hung down my back before I made my way out of the room and up the rickety stairs to Ron's room. Without knocking I opened the door and jumped on the bed.
'Bloody Hell" Rom gasped as he pulled the covers up. Harry groaned from the pallet on the floor.
"Hermione wanted me to remind you both we're leaving in thirty minutes so you should probably get up now."
"Noooo" Ron grabbed his pilow and put it over his face. Harry didn't put up to much of a fight and after a couple minutes rolled out of his make shift bed and headed down stairs to get some breakfast. Ron however was not being so compliant. Grabbing one of his many pillows I swug down whacking him.
"Ronald Weasley I want to sleep too but we cant always get what we want now get up!" I yelled while getting in a few more hits before he ripped the pillow out of my hands and gave me a whack of my own. I fell down on to the bed as an arm made its way around my waist holding me down.
"Come onn just ten more mintues." He groaned as he pulled me closer. I slight red made its way into my cheeks. This wasn't abnormal for me and Ron. We've been practically tied to the hip for years, but something feels different now. I pushed the idea out of my mind and tried again.
"Herminone is going to kill us if we don't come down soon" I reasoned but I couldnt deny being back into a warm bed was causing sleep to make its way through my body.
"we'll come down soon. You're already ready and all I have to do is put on jeans and a jumper. Just ten more minutes." He slowly nuzzled his hed into my shoulde and that was all it took.
"Fine. Ten minutes but then I expect you to double time it down stairs!" I only got a small hum in response before he fell back into sleep. Ron was always a warm sleeper and it always relaxed me. Even though I tried to fight it sleep washed over me and I fell into a peaceful dreamless rest until a familiar chill ran through my body as the covers were stolen by Hermione once again.
"BOTH OF YOU. UP. NOW!"
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The walk to the world cup was maddening. I was never the most athletic witch but Merlin this was tiring. Especially since I had no clue what we were doing.
"Where are we going?" Harry whispered toward me .I shrugged my shoulders as I bumped Ron with my shoulder asking the same question.
"Dont know. Hey Dad! Where are we going?"
Arthur turned his head yelling "Haven't the foggiest, keep up!" As he kept up his energetic pace. We all trudged along aimlessly no clue where we were headed. After what felt like years we came upon a man slumped against a tree.
"Aruthur! It's about time son." The man greeted while clapping Mr. Weasley on the back
"Sorry Amos. Some of us had a bit of a sleepy start." I met rons eyes as we both tried to hold in our laughter.
"This is Amost Diggory everyone, he works with me at the ministy."
Diggory? It couldn't be could it? Just as my mind started to turn a figure suddenly jumped from the tree and stood next to Amos.
"And this strapping young lad must be Cedric, am I right?"
"Yes Sir" Cedric shook Mr. Weasley's hand and sent a small smile in my direction. I dont know if I would classify Cedric and I as friends. We both had a knack for Care of magical creatures and Herbology so we've worked together before. Him being a year older kept us from becoming actual friends and left us at just school mates. He was a nice enough guy but I seem to be too busy to socialize every year trying to save Harry from dying at the hands of Voldemort. Amos tore me out of my thoughts as he gawked towards Harry. Here we go again.
"Merlin's Beard, you must be Harry Potter."
Harry nodded awkardly and continued taking to the man as we all made our way up the hill.
"Hey Maeve, I didnt know you'd be joining us today" Cedric greeted as we fell into step. Ron gave me an odd stare before running to catch up with the twins.
"Yeah the Weasley's invited me. I usually stay with them for a bit every summer." Cedirc nodded and flashed me his signiture boyish grin.
"Well its nice to see you outside of the greenhouse" He smirked continuing forward
"Why are they all standing around that manky old boot? Harry questioned. I turned away from Cedric and set my eyes on a shoe laying on the ground Fred steped up putting his arm around Harry
"That isn't just any old manky boot mate."
"Its a portkey" George finished his twins thought as they usualy did. I had never traveled by Portkey before but when everyone grabbed hold of the boot I made sure to follow suit. I thought this was common sence but apparently not as arthur had to yell for harry to grab hold, which he did just in the knick of time. The world spun making me regret scarfing down two pieces of toast last minute. I could hardly comprehend what was happening before Arthur had started yelling to let go. No way in Hell was I about to let go of this boot and fall down into I don't know where. Heights were definitely not my thing. Just as I had decided I would be holding onto the boot for the rest of my life a hand grabbed my shoulder and ripped me from the shoe. Crashing towards the ground I spy Ron's hand still gripping onto me.
"You bitch!" I swatted the ginger in the chest rolling over and getting to my feet.
"Ow!" Ron placed a hand over his chest rubbing the area
"You were never gonna let go, I could see it in your face! If anything you should be thanking me!" He slowly made his way off the ground still holding his chest.
"Yeah yeah my hero. come on " We link arms as we start the walk towards the arena. I've never seen so many people in my life. Everyone was gathered around dancing, singing and cheering. Some even flying overhead on their broomsticks.
"Well Kids, welcome to the Quidditch World Cup!"
I was completely in awe over the endless rows of tents. The Diggory's went their own way and we finally made our way to a small tent.
"Home sweet home" Arthur holds open the door of the tent revealing an interior that went on four times as long as what the tent appeared. Everyone rushed in immediately making themselves at home. I spotted Harry to my left still standing in shock.
"I love magic"

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I hope you liked the first chapter! Ive never done anything like this before so if you have any tips lmk! Im putting in what I think Maeve looks like in this section but if it doesn't vibe w you totally imagine something different!

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