Muggle // Severus Snape

30. World Cup

"Now you do." George assured. "Root for the right team, Ms Avalon." Avalon laughed out. 

"Right, thank you honey," Avalon agreed she went to give it back but he shook his head. 

"Keep it, it looks better on you." George assured. 

"Stop flirting." Harry nudged him. 

"I will give it back to you at school then." Avalon suggested before running off. 

"Well she seemed nice." Arthur remarked as they headed up and up some more. "Who was she? A professor?"

"She is Assistant professor in care of magical creatures." Harry agreed. 

"And professor snapes wife." Fred added. 

"What?" Arthur questioned. 

"I know right, she's too sweet for bitter old Snape." George agreed. 

The ceremonies began. Balloons flew overhead and fireworks went off with a bang.

"Come on up, take your seats. I told you these seats would be worth waiting for." Arthur assured. 

"They are nice, that was Mr Weasley? That all have such fiery red hair." Avalon remarked. 

"Yes..." Lucius agreed.

"What are you wearing?" Severus questioned. 

"Oh George is so cute he-"

 "Minister, this is Sev-" Lucius remarked as they got to the box. 

"Severus Snape, yes. I know you. One of our top professors at Hogwarts." Severus smiled softly. "But I dont know you two." 

"I"m Amelia." She answered sticking her hand out. He shook her hand. "And thats mama." 

"Avalon, hi." Avalon agreed. 

"It's the Irish!" Fred remarked.

Five green and white figures flew through the air on their brooms leaving a colored trail behind them. A glittering leprechaun appeared in the sky and starts dancing. It pulled Avalon's attention away.

"Wow, this is so cool." Avalon whispered scooping up Amelia, she clapped out from Avalon's arms. 

"Here come the Bulgarians!" George bellowed.

Five red figures this time, one of them performed a stunt on his broom. One of them appears on the large screen. The crowd began to chant 'Krum, Krum, Krum'. 

"Who is Krum?" Avalon whispered to Draco. 

"He's only the best player ever." Draco assured her. 

 "Good evening! It gives me great pleasure to welcome each and every one of you to the final of the 422nd Quidditch World Cup. Let the match begin!"

"There's no one like Krum. He's like a bird the way he rides the wind. He's more than an athlete, he's an artist." Draco remarked. Avalon chuckled. "I want to be a professional like him one day." Avalon looked to the big screen as the camera was focused on Krum. 

"He looks rather young." Avalon realized. 

"He's still in school." 

"Does he go to Hogwarts?"

"Drumstrang." Lucius corrected. 

"Dreadful school." The minster added. Avalon chuckled looking to Severus

"Told you, I'm not the only one." he whispered kissing her cheek. 

The match played on and Amelia's head darted back and forth as she watched the riders. Avalon could tell by the gleam in her eyes that she would want to fly one day. 

Points were rising quickly but once the snitch was caught the game was over. It was looking close, they kept going point by point then a sea of green shot up around them. 

"And Ireland has done it folks! Ireland defeats Bulgaria 170-160. Close match, good on everyone, thanks for coming out!" 

"Should we get something to eat before we head home?" Avalon pondered. "Our treat." She added looking to Lucius. 

"Father?" Draco questioned hopefully. 

"I have some business to attend to." Lucius countered. Draco deflated. 

"We can take Draco." Avalon assured. "Growing boy needs to eat. We can bring him home after for you." 

"I dont know when I will be home. Dobby can-"

"He can stay with us." Avalon added. "Drop him off in the morning." Lucius nodded. 

"Thank you!" Draco agreed.

"Best go quickly Severus, there is a darkness in the air." Lucius whispered. Severus grabbed tight to Avalon and they disappeared. Draco beamed back at them once they reemerged.