hidden angel

31. death eaters at the camp

Jessica's POV
The game was great. It turned out that Fred and George were 7 won, but Krum caught the snitch. Coming back to the tents we celebrated and cheered. Ron started telling us about how amazing Victor Krum was and we started teasingly him and singing 'victor I love you, Victor I do when we're apart my heart beats only for you.'

There was a lot of noise outside the tent. I heard voices shouting but couldn't make out what they said. 'Sounds like the Irish got their pride on,' George said. 'It's not the Irish,' Mr. Weasley said. I got a really bad feeling in my stomach, and my head started to hurt, I knew this feeling wel dark magic was being used.
We grabbed our jackets and walked outside of the tent. 'Kids go to the forest and stay there until I come and get you, Fred, George Ginny is your responsibility.' George grabbed my hand while Fred grabbed Ginny. We started running through the chaos of people running around and panicking. The pain in my head and wings got worse and worse as we went on. Curces were flying everywhere, and we were barely missed a fair few times.

Pain

That was all I suddenly felt. I didn't know what caused it, but al I felt was pain like I had never felt before. Then flashes of memory's appeared in my head mum and dad being taken away, uncle James and aunt Lily's body's at their funeral, dad unconscious by the lake with the Dementors, and my dark angel bogart with the dead body's around. Then suddenly I felt nothing

George's POV
We were running towards the forest, I felt Jessie's hand in mine it felt clamy. Suddenly, her hand slipped from mine, and she let out an agonizing scream. It was a scream full of pain that broke my heart. She got hit with a curse, and I couldn't do anything to help her. As sudden as the scream started just as sudden she stopped screaming and went limb.

I scooped her up and carried her further, tears streaming down my face. This was my girlfriend and I failed to protect her. We got into the forest and waited there until someone came to get us. After what felt like hours Bill came running. 'Its save to go back to the tent come on,' he said. Then he noticed me struggling to carry jessie. "What happened??' He asked, very worried. 'She.. she..' I tried to answer, but my emotions got the better of me, and tears rolled down my face again, Fred took over he was also emotional, but he managed to speak normally. 'She got hit by a stray curse from one of the deatheaters,' he said. 'Do you now what kind' bill questioned. I shook my head.'She collapsed and started screaming and twitching in pain on the ground,' Fred said. I saw Bill's brow furrow in worry.'I think it might have been a stray cruciatus curse, poor jessie, here George, I'll take over'. He took jessie gently from my arms, and we walked back to the tent.

When we reached the edge of the forest, we were swarmed by a ton of reporters. They started interrogating us, but out of left field, Ginny got pissed and shouted,'SHUT UP AND LET US THROUGH YOU DOLOPHEADS' this startled a few of the reporters and we could sneak through. We reached the tent and bill lowered jessie on one of the couches.

I looked around the tent, Charlie had a large rip in his shirt, and Percy was sporting a bloody nose. Bill grabed a cloth and pressed it to his arm, wich I  only now noticed was bleeding. We explained to Percy and Charlie what happened and they were visibly shocked. 'Where are the others?' I asked. Right at that moment the others entered the tent.

Dad explained that the dark mark was conjured by crouch's house elf with Harry's wand. In turn Bill explained what happened to Jessie. When Harry heard this he looked around and now noticed Jessie's unconscious form on the couch and he stammered 'is.. is she going to be okay?' Bill reasured Harry she was going to be fine. I looked at him and realised for the first time how vulnerable he actualy is. He is only 14 and has already gone through so much, to him jessie is family, the litle family he has left. I stepped to wards him and hugged him seeing that he needed it 'she'll be okay Harry, she's strong' I said. He was startled at first but eventually hugged back and I felt him starting to cry softly.

Jessica's POV
My head was pounding, my whole body felt heavy, I heard hushed voices talking. I tried to remember what happened, but my brain felt slow. I opened my eyes slowly and stared up, we were back in the tent. I tried to speak but my voice sounded hoarse and my throat felt like sandpaper. 'What happened?' I croaked. 'You got hit by a stray cruciatus curse' Bill said.  Before I could say anything else I was enveloped in a hug from Harry.'I'm so glad your okay' he said. 'Me too, but Harry I would like to breath' I replied to him, cringing at the hoarseness of my voice. I felt so tired and while listening to everyone talk about the events of the night I dozed of again.

I woke up being carried piggy back style by charlie, 'morning sleepy head' he said. 'Hey' I said. We walked back through Ottery St. Catchpole and up the damp lane toward the Burrow in the dawn light. 'Oh thank goodness, thank goodness!' Mrs. Weasley, who had evidently been waiting for them in the front yard, came running toward them, still wearing her bedroom slippers, her face pale and strained, a rolled-up copy of the Daily
Prophet clutched in her hand.
"Arthur — I've been so worried — so worried —"
She flung her arms around Mr. Weasley's neck, and the Daily
Prophet fell out of her limp hand onto the ground. Looking down,
I saw the headline: SCENES OF TERROR AT THE QUIDDITCH WORLD CUP, complete with a twinkling black-and white photograph of the Dark Mark over the treetops.
'You're all right,' Mrs. Weasley muttered distractedly, releasing
Mr. Weasley and staring around at them all with red eyes, 'you're
alive. . . . Oh boys . . .' And to everybody's surprise, she seized Fred and George and pulled them both into such a tight hug that their heads banged together. 'Ouch! Mum — you're strangling us —' 'I shouted at you before you left!' Mrs. Weasley said, starting to sob. 'It's all I've been thinking about! What if You-Know-Who had got you, and the last thing I ever said to you was that you didn't get enough O.W.L.s? Oh Fred . . . George . . .' 'Come on, now, Molly, we're all perfectly okay,' said Mr. Weasley soothingly, prising her off the twins and leading her back towards the house. Waiting for us inside sat uncle moony a worried look on his face. Seeing me on Charlie's back he visibly relaxed, Charlie put me down but quickly grabbed me by the shoulder, for my legs were giving out. My whole body still felt tired, tense and heavy.  Charlie moved me to one of the armchairs and sat me down. Remus looked at Mr. Weasley questioningly, he explained what happened. Uncle remus tensed again and asked me if I was okay? I nodded and said,'I'm okay, just tired'

We sat talking for a while, ate breakfast and then Remus and I left for Remus' place. When we arrived dad was pacing through the living room. When he saw me, he pulled me into a hug. Dad you're hurting me. Explanations were given again and then dad forced me to fo and rest in bed. In bed I dosed of emediatly into a dreamless sleep.

AN/
I know I haven't been updating for a long time. I have been struggling with my mental health a bit. I'm finally back and writing again. Hopefully, you like the new chapter.