The snow had continued falling and the sun was shining brightly. The reflected rays from the snow made the common room shine brightly.
Many people were talking about the match, trying to deciding who would win. Harry, Ron and Hermione were looking outside of the window at the quidditch pitch. The pitch was covered in thick snow but it didn’t look like there would be any attempts at clearing it up. This quidditch match would definitely be interesting.

The group made their way down to the hall for breakfast and met up with Luna. As they all had a few slices of toast the rest of the school began to arrive in the hall. A few first years were playing with the snow but everyone else was trying to talk to a group of people in the corner. Harry stood up and tried to get a better view when Ron shouted, “Harry!”
”What?” Harry said jumping.
”Look, they’re over there.” Ron said pointing out of the doors in the direction of the quidditch pitch.
”Who?” Harry said walking over to Ron.
”Look, that’s Galvin Gudgeon, he’s a seeker. And Joey Jenkins, the beater! It looks like they’re getting ready for the match now, let’s go!” Ron said.
He looked at the group sat at the table eating, and then took another look outside.
”Okay, we can wait for a while but we need to go soon if we want good seats.”
“Don’t worry Ronald, we can go now.” Hermione said standing up with Luna. “C’mon, let’s see how this game will be.”

The walk to the quidditch pitch was cold and snowy. Every now and then a snowball would fly across their path and miss them. As they reached the pitch, they noticed that there was a large tent placed outside for the quidditch players.
”Do you think they stayed over night?” Luna asked.
”Probably, why else would they need tents,” Harry said.
”Look,” Hermione said pointing at the doors of the stadium as they slowly opened.
Harry and Ron went in first, followed by Hermione and Luna. The snow was still covering the ground, but the stairs and seats were dry.
They took seats halfway from the top and sat down waiting for the match to begin. Soon after, they were joined by a few more 7th years, including Neville Longbottom and a few Hufflepuffs.
In the staff box, most of the staff were seated and ready for the game to begin until someone pointed to the commentary spot. Who was going to commentate?

The stands had been made bigger so they could hold the Durmstrang students and the Hogwarts students. A spell rather like the one in Mr Weasley’s car.
Finally the game was ready to begin as they voice of Ludo Bagman spread across the Hogwarts grounds.


I wanted to ask ya'll a question. Would the HP world work if something happened destroying magic for a certain time? BTW, this has nothing to do with anything going on later on, or maybe it has something to do with my fic