Unexpected Inheritance [REWRITE]

Chapter Eight: Quidditch World Cup part 2

Harry liked Arthur, he seemed like a genuine man just stuck with a shitty family, but the man was odd. He wondered what was going on in Arthur's mind when he was booking their seats for the World Cup, seriously how far up were they going to go?

"Oh look, it's the Weasleby's and their pet Potter." Came Draco's snarky voice.

"Now, now Draco, that's no way to talk." Lucius said.

Harry couldn't help but send a panicked look in the direction of his brothers, he wasn't ready to face Draco this soon. He tried to walk away when the end of Lucius's staff clamped his hand to the railing. Harry turns to look at the pair of Malfoys, as his eyes catch Draco's and in the back of their minds they both feel as if something had been completed, and the way Draco's eyes widened proved to Harry that Draco had also felt it.

"I would watch who you associate yourself with Mr. Potter." Lucius said to Harry coolly.

"I think you'll find I know perfectly well how to 'watch' myself." Harry glares, taking his hand back.

Lucius eyes him cautiously before turning back to Draco. "Come on Draco, we can't leave the minister of magic waiting."

"Yes father." Draco says the Weasleys were surprised the younger blonde didn't try to have the last word and insult them again.

Once the Malfoys were gone, the group continued on to their seats and when they finally got there Harry had to admit that Arthur had gotten them some pretty good seats, right up the top of the stadium. Since quidditch was played in the air, being higher up had more benefits then it would if this were some muggle game.

"See! great view of the game!" Arthur called to the group.

"Yeah! Dad, this is the best! Best you've ever done!" Ron called, missing the hurt look on the eldest redhead's face.

Harry couldn't stop the disgusted look on his face at the reaction from Ron. Thankfully he was near the back of the group and the only ones that saw it was Hermione and Fred, well and George by extension.

After that the game was fun, the stadium roaring for their chosen teams and the players doing their best to win the game. The world outside the game was forgotten by everyone as they lived in the moment, Harry not having to worry about anything with the strength of his glamour since they did the max strength that they could so that the glamour wouldn't fall during the game.

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The tent was rowdy, the twins singing loudly and Ron looking out of it and smiling like the idiot that he is. The girls were off talking about whatever it was, while Harry relaxed back in his chair smiling as the twins teased Ron to all hell. Meanwhile Charlie was off doing something outside the tent not that anyone really noticed considering the twins loud singing.

"Oh Victor I love you~ Oh Victor I do~!" The twins sang to Ron.

"You don't understand." Ron tried but he was out of it.

And as soon as the happy celebration started, it ended. Arthur rushed into the tent in a panic. Ushering the group out of the tent, outside the world was stricken with fire and smoke. In the chaos Harry was separated from the group, knocked to the ground, the stampede of people running to leave the scene.

Harry's sight swam with black spots as he tried to get a sense of what was happening. He watched as an unknown man sent something off into the sky, Harry having no idea what was happening. But the next thing he knew he was on the ground, the world too unsteady for him to stay standing. Then the next thing he knew his sight was filled with Hermione's concerned look.

"Harry! Harry! Are you okay, what happened-?" Hermione asked.

"I saw I saw a man-" Harry tried, still unsteady.

That was about when Barty Crouch came rushing in, pointing his wand at Harry threateningly. Thankfully however Arthur and Harry's brothers came rushing over concerned for Harry. Ron right after them but he seemed to not want to be there.

Harry directed the Minister towards the man that he had seen, getting the wand pointed at him well away. Preferably somewhere that will never point at him again. He at least now knew that the rest of the time before he went back to Hogwarts would be peaceful, karma be damned he was going to have that.