Hermione's sister

chapter 7

Hermione, Ginny and I brush our teeth and get sleepily into the bunks. almost to tired to talk about the match. Ireland won, despite Krum catching the snitch. it's seems that almost before I'd shut my eyes Aurther Weasly was shaking me awake. "get up, quickly" he says in a quiet voice. "bring your wand" he adds.

we stumble sleepily out of bed. hermione seems to be the only one who's actually awake. she snatches her jumper out of her bag and grabs mine and my wand tossing them to me. suddenly we hear screaming and loud bangs. "the Irish are celebrating a bit late aren't they?" I remark as more people scream. hermione unzips the front of the tent and peeks out. "that's not the Irish celebrating" she says In a panicked whisper.

all around us the elaborately decorated wizard tents are catching fire and getting trampled on. people scream and run in every direction. and in the center of it all a group of black cloaked, masked figures shoot spells from their wands. and then I see, floating some twenty feet of the ground, the man who greeted us at the entrance with a "happy new year" and who could only be his wife and kids. the lady is holding her dress in place while she hangs upside down in the sky and the cloaked figures are laughing.

Aurther beckons us over to him and the others. "head to the forest. you'll be safer there. I'm going to go help the ministry put a stop to this." he runs off in the direction of the masked people leaving us in a panicked state. hermione grabs my hand and we run off towards the forest. the crowds are so thick and with everyone panicking me Ginny, Fred and George quickly get separated from harry, Ron and hermione. I don't know where Percy went. probably to help the ministry.

we find a quieter place and sit down. after we sit in silence for a long while Ginny clasps a hand over her mouth and points to the sky. a huge green skull hovers in the air, a great snake coming out of its mouth. we all gasp in unison.

Ginny turns around and begins to run. "wait stop!" Fred or George grabs her by the hand and drags her back to us. "we wait." he says giving her a stern glare. there's nothing really we can do for now so we sit in a silently terrified huddle eyes shifting around the clearing and back to the skull. I've read about these too, their the mark of the dark lord. The one who tried to kill harry.

finally Percy came to get us and we made our way back to our slightly trampled tent. we're only allowed to sleep for a few hours before we have to get up and get out. Still a bit scared, But a bit to tired to care, we able over to the portkeys.

The line up for portkeys was so long, hordes of terrified witches and wizards and their children shouted things and tried to push to front. Mr Weasly has a quick whispered discussion with someone and finally we are able to, much to my discomfort, take an old tire back to the top of the hill.

when we arrive back at the burrow it is to find mrs weasly in a panicked state. we practically all go deaf when she screams as we get there. she sobs as she hugs us all crying things like "dark mark, late, hate you, love you, I want to strangle you, love you, thought you were dead..."
After much confusion we stumble upstairs and begin to discus the match

sorry for the super short chapter! I want to get on with the Hogwarts part:) hope you're enjoying my fanfic!❤️ xx