It was the World Cup time and Chloe was so thankful she was allowed to go. She hadn't been allowed out of the house too much and when she did she got a little nervous, but her entire family was there and if she forgot something or had to head home she knew they would go even if she would feel horrible for making them leave the match. Keeping a hold onto Gunnars arm for fear of tripping or even forgetting where their seats were she let him lead the way.

"Think we can get some snacks before it starts?" She glanced towards her parents and her brother. A soda or maybe a lemonade sounded good too. "Who does everyone think will win today?" She, of course, was hoping England would win, but the match was going to be fun either way. "Maybe you'll see me playing in one of these one day." She wasn't going to let her injury slow her down from her goal, though it had slowed the summer down more than she wanted, she was hopeful that she'd move past it and get back into training.


Jörg was excited to be going to the Quidditch Cup and even more excited that his parents somehow got tickets right near his friends. he had been over at the McCarthy house earlier in the day but went home to get his things before heading back with his parents and now they were there. His excitement was showing as he almost bounced up the steps.

'I can grab snacks for us Chloe so then you don't have to go back down if you want." He knew she was still recovering and wanted to help out. His friend had given him a pretty good scare at that match and he had been checking on her and hanging out with Gunnar as much as he could since. Though their team had gotten the starting seeker back he had missed Chloe at practices.


"I'm cheering on India, did you catch that match with Bulgaria, they are going to hand England their behinds today."