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The final weekend of August had finally arrived. It was the day of the Quidditch World Cup Final, and the house had been buzzing with excitement since dawn. Harry had been racing from room to room with barely contained excitement, Sirius loudly insisted that Ireland was unbeatable, while Theo stubbornly declared that he was supporting Bulgaria simply because, according to him, “someone has to represent the losers.” “They’ve got Krum,” he said with a shrug. “They’re still going to lose,” Sirius announced confidently. “We’ll revisit this conversation tonight,” Remus said with an amused smile over his breakfast. “You two are going to start an argument before the match even begins.” “That’s tradition,” Sirius replied matter-of-factly. Meanwhile, Lucius sat in the drawing room with his usual air of superior calm, completely unbothered by the chaos unfolding around him. He was reading the newspaper, one leg crossed elegantly over the other. Hermione sat beside him with a book of her own. Every now and then, she leaned slightly toward him and pointed out an interesting fact she had come across. “Did you know the Bulgarian Seeker is only eighteen?” she asked, turning the book toward him. Lucius glanced at the page. “I did Darling.” Hermione raised an eyebrow. “Of course you did.” “I make it a point to know what I am watching before I watch it.” She smiled faintly. “That sounds suspiciously like something Draco would say.” Lucius lowered his newspaper just enough to look at her. “Draco has many qualities. Subtlety is not among them.” Hermione had to suppress a laugh. Across the room, Draco was pacing back and forth in his elegant trousers and crisp white shirt, looking far too restless for someone who claimed to be perfectly calm. Hermione tried not to stare. She really did. But Draco had grown taller again. And Quidditch had broadened his shoulders considerably. She quickly lowered her eyes back to her book when he glanced in her direction. #dramione #dracomalfoy #hermionegranger #BookTok #harrypotter
The final weekend of August had finally arrived. It was the day of the Quidditch World Cup Final, and the house had been buzzing with excitement since dawn. Harry had been racing from room to room with barely contained excitement, Sirius loudly insisted that Ireland was unbeatable, while Theo stubbornly declared that he was supporting Bulgaria simply because, according to him, “someone has to represent the losers.” “They’ve got Krum,” he said with a shrug. “They’re still going to lose,” Sirius announced confidently. “We’ll revisit this conversation tonight,” Remus said with an amused smile over his breakfast. “You two are going to start an argument before the match even begins.” “That’s tradition,” Sirius replied matter-of-factly. Meanwhile, Lucius sat in the drawing room with his usual air of superior calm, completely unbothered by the chaos unfolding around him. He was reading the newspaper, one leg crossed elegantly over the other. Hermione sat beside him with a book of her own. Every now and then, she leaned slightly toward him and pointed out an interesting fact she had come across. “Did you know the Bulgarian Seeker is only eighteen?” she asked, turning the book toward him. Lucius glanced at the page. “I did Darling.” Hermione raised an eyebrow. “Of course you did.” “I make it a point to know what I am watching before I watch it.” She smiled faintly. “That sounds suspiciously like something Draco would say.” Lucius lowered his newspaper just enough to look at her. “Draco has many qualities. Subtlety is not among them.” Hermione had to suppress a laugh. Across the room, Draco was pacing back and forth in his elegant trousers and crisp white shirt, looking far too restless for someone who claimed to be perfectly calm. Hermione tried not to stare. She really did. But Draco had grown taller again. And Quidditch had broadened his shoulders considerably. She quickly lowered her eyes back to her book when he glanced in her direction. #dramione #dracomalfoy #hermionegranger #BookTok #harrypotter

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