HP: Becoming a Maiden Heartthrob

After the adults who were discussing political affairs left, they hurried to finish their meal, and the boys were called by Mrs. Weasley to wash the dishes.

Narilean touched Crookshanks and couldn't help but lean on Hermione's shoulder.

Ginny, who was finally able to sit next to Narilla, widened her eyes when she saw this.

"What's wrong?" Hermione asked.

"It's so uncomfortable," Nalilian said.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Ginny asked hurriedly.

"My mouth hurts," Nalilian said.

Hermione: "...If you don't like it, just tell me."

Nalilian pretended to be wronged and lowered her head. Then she saw Ginny looking at her worriedly. She realized that she was there too and quickly shook her head. "It's not that it doesn't taste good. I'm just too thirsty."

"Then I'll get you some water," Ginny said, and before Nallylian could refuse, she jumped up and ran away.

Hermione looked at Ginny who was so eager to pour water and couldn't help but scold Narilian, "Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

"I'm sorry," Nalilian apologized devoutly, then retorted, "But things like it not being tasty won't change just because of your attitude."

Hermione looked speechless.

At this time, a peeled grapefruit was placed in front of her, and a gentle voice asked, "Did you have a good lunch, Lillian?"

"Sed?" Nalilian took the grapefruit, stood up, looked at the person in front of her and shouted in surprise.

"I just ran into Wood and heard him say that you were with Hermione, so I guessed you might be coming this way," Cedric said with a smile, looking at Hermione, "Good afternoon, Hermione."

"Senior Diggory," Hermione called out.

"Going back for a nap?" Cedric asked, pulling Narilean away from Hermione.

"Yeah," Nalilian nodded. She had to take a nap. She looked at Hermione, "Shall we go back to the tent together?"

Hermione paused, glanced at Cedric, and quickly shook her head, "No, go back, Lillian."

Nalilian gave her a speechless look and followed Said away.

So Hermione took the water that Ginny poured and drank it awkwardly under Ginny's lost look.

Charlie, who saw this scene from afar, patted Fred and George and said, "Na Lilian has been taken away."

Fred and George, who had seen it a long time ago, moved silently closer to the line of people washing dishes.

*

Nalilian took a nap in the tent and felt extremely tired when she woke up. She sat up and closed her eyes for a long time before she had the strength to walk out of the room and saw Cedric busy at the stove.

She went over and hugged him.

Cedric paused, took her hand on his waist, and asked gently, "Want to go to the top box tonight? Dad got the tickets."

"Okay," Nalilian replied, burying her head in his back.

Cedric looked worried.

Lillian...

After dinner, Cedric took Nallylian to meet Mr. Diggory in the top box. Mrs. Diggory didn't come because she was not interested in the Quidditch team.

This was the first time Nalilian had entered the top box since the competition, a place where she had once taken one look at the purple seats with gold trim and complained about the rustic color scheme.

They arrived earlier, but were not the first to arrive. A house-elf arrived first.

It sat in the middle, looking very uneasy.

Nallylian looked at it, the twinkling of the Crouch family, and then looked at the empty seat beside it.

Barty Crouch Jr.

She sat down quietly.

At this time, Harry and Hermione arrived at the top box with the Weasley family. Everyone was very happy to see her, but only Hermione looked surprised.

When she sat down next to Nalilian, Hermione called out softly, "Lillian..."

Didn't she tell her she wouldn't be here? Then what did she tell her?

Nalilian shook her head at her, indicating that she didn't need to do it.

She looked at Winky, the house-elf, who was talking to Harry about their mutual friend, Dobby the house-elf, who had been working without pay since leaving the Malfoy household.

The letter should have been delivered.

she thought.

*

At the same time, in the Hogwarts Headmaster's office, Dumbledore received a white, picky owl, who received a letter -

"Dear Headmaster Dumbledore, do you remember what you promised me? If you are willing to pity a little wizard like me, please come to the top box of the Quidditch World Cup stadium. The envelope contains tickets. I believe you don't want to miss this Irish game. By Nariel, who really wants to invite you to watch the game."

Dumbledore folded the letter and smiled at Fawkes, who stared at Kane, who was eating his food, and then at him. "It looks like it will be a lively evening."

Fox chirped.