A Complete Mess

Their skin glowed softly, and their hair streamed in the wind as they danced.

The entire stadium had already sunk into an atmosphere of joy.

Muya stood at the side, waving along with everyone else, when a sudden force pulled her back into a seat.

She turned around angrily, but upon meeting Tom's eyes, she immediately resumed her well-behaved expression.

"Ya Ya, would you like some juice?" Cedric asked Muya with a smile.

"Of course. Thanks, Ced!"

Cedric stood and nodded to his father before leaving the box.

Vester lowered his head slightly, then lifted it again, keeping Muya within his sight.

The Veela left the field, and the stadium filled with dissatisfied roars. Muya found it somewhat regrettable too, though she felt the audience was overreacting.

Blaise's gentle voice sounded beside her. "Veela possess astonishing beauty and an enchanting power."

Muya looked at Blaise strangely, then placed both hands on his face. "You don't have a fever?"

Blaise, who had been stunned moments ago, immediately came back to himself. Smiling, he reached out and took Muya's hand, rubbing his cheek against it in the process. "What are you talking about, Ya Ya?"

Muya: Now that was more like it.

Vester widened his eyes at the side. Sean grabbed Muya and leaped away, placing himself beside Vester.

Vester's clenched hand relaxed.

"I knew there was something wrong with those Slytherins." He held one hand protectively in front of Muya, watching Blaise warily as he spoke in a low voice.

As for the adults, they had long since tuned out the children's childish behavior.

Cedric pushed open the door to the box and entered, carrying a pile of juice bottles as he looked at them in confusion. "What happened?"

"Uh, nothing, Ced." Muya herself was still bewildered. She did not understand