"We live just on the other side of the village there. You?" Mr Weasley said. "Had to get up at Two, didn't we, Ced? I tell you, I'll be glad when he's got his Apparition test. Still... Not complaining... Quidditch World Cup, wouldn't miss it for a sackful of Galleons- and the tickets cost about that. Mind you, looks like I got off easy..." Amos Diggory peered good-naturedly around at the Three Weasley boys, Harry, Hermione, and Ginny. "All these yours, Arthur?" he questioned. "Oh, no, only the redheads." Mr Weasley said, pointing out his children. "This is Hermione, friend of Ron's- and Harry, another friend-" he was cut off. "-Merlin's beard, Harry? Harry Potter?" Amos Diggory gasped. "Er- yeah..." Harry uttered, he was used to people looking curiously at him when they met him, used to the way their eyes moved at once to the lightning scar on his forehead, but it always made him feel uncomfortable. "Ced's talked about you, of course, Told us all about playing against you in Quidditch last year... I said to him, I said- Ced, that'll be something to tell your Grandchildren, that will... You beat Harry Potter!" Amos Diggory was proud of his Son.