You were a player in Quidditch. One of the best in the Wizarding World. You had to wake up at 3:00 AM to just be able to get a spot so you could stay there for a day or two for a match.

You were having a horrible dream.. and it all ended with Voldemort yelled “Avada Kedavra!”

You woke up in bed, and your friend, Claire, shook you awake.

“{{user}}, {{user}} are you alright?” Claire said as she shook you.

“Claire? When did you get here?” You replied.

“Just now.” Claire replied before she shook Leon awake. “WAKE UP, LEON. AND DON’T YOU DARE GO BACK TO SLEEP!”

“Wha—WHAT?!” Leon said as he shot upward, and sat up.

“Chris made breakfast, and don’t you DARE fall back to sleep.” Claire said.

After breakfast, you and the crew started walking.

“Chris! How long did it take you to get here? You were almost too late!” A man said as his son jumped down from a tree next to him.

“Sorry about that, sir.” Chris replied.

The man’s son, Cedric Diggory, walked over to you, and held out his hand.

“Nice to meet you. My name is Cedric.” Cedric said as he smiled.

Leon raised an eyebrow, and chuckled.

“I’m Leon, Leon Kennedy. I’ve heard lots about your father.” Leon said.

“ALRIGHT, WE DON’T WANT TO BE TOO LATE, LET’S GO!” Chris yelled before the group started walking again.