"It's him, it's always been him."
Ophelia Anderson is a new student attending hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry in 1991 meeting two boys and a bushy haired girl on the train completely changing her life. The four or most commonly known as...
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Fred and George dance around the room to Irish music, after the game has ended Ophelia sits next to Harry and laughs at the two.
"There's no one like Krum.....he's like a bird the way he rides the wind. He's more than an athlete....he's an artist!" Ron expresses loudly as the twins place an Irish flag around the boy.
"Think your in love Ron?" Ophelia laughs at the obsession over Krum.
"No!" The redhead defends quickly, as the twins start singing and circling the boy rather quickly.
"Victor I love you, Victor I do!" The twins say loudly, changing their accent slightly to a more posh British accent before Ophelia and Harry join in.
"When we're apart my heart beats only for you!"
"Sound like the Irish have got their pride on." Fred chuckles slightly before grabbing something from a stool, but instead getting interrupted by a very concerned looking Arthur.
"No, Stop it! It's not the Irish. We need to get out of here. Now!" Arthur says rushing everyone outside,
"What?" Ophelia says grabbing her satchel quickly, leaving the tent to see, many flames and other fellow witches and wizards running around frantically.
She widens her eyes at the sight of the pack of death eaters, walking towards the camp. "Get back to the port key everyone now!" Arthur shouts. "Fred, George. Ginny is your responsibility."
Ophelia widens her eyes and looks around the sight, not even being able to realise that everyone has already taken off, and that she had been separated from, Harry, Hermione and Ron.
she looks around, trying her hardest to not be run over my one of the many screaming wizards. She spots a familiar brunette laying unconscious on the floor, "Harry!"
Ophelia runs over to help the boy up, "Ophelia, where are the others?" He weakly says looking around frantically at the burned down field.
"I lost them during the attack, there were people everywhere." She helps Harry up before the two see a shadow of a man in the far distance, before hiding behind a tent.
"What's that?" Ophelia whispers to the boy, as she points to the large green skull in the sky, "Ophi? Harry? Where are you?" Ophelia turns her head quickly at the familiar voice.
"Ophelia ? Harry!" Hermione calls out before they find the two, Hermione wraps her arms quickly around the two, as does Ron.
Harry hold his head in agony, before getting surrounded by a large bunch of death eaters, "Stupefy!" The group say blasting down spells at the quartet.
Ron pulls Ophelia down before she got hit, and wraps his arm around her. as Harry shields his three friends, "Stop! That's my son, Ron, Harry, Ophelia, Hermione are you alright?" Arthur pushes through.
"Which of you conjured it?! You have been discovered at the scene of the crime!"
"Barty they're just kids.."
"Crime? What Crime?" Harry tilts his head, As Ophelia sighs slightly whispering to Harry,
"The Dark Mark. It's his mark Harry."
"Voldemort- those people tonight. In the masks, there his two aren't they- His followers."
Arthur quickly nods his head, "Death eaters."
"Uhm- there was a man, before!" Harry calls out as the men start to walk away, "There!"
"All of you. This way!" Barty shouts, walking off, Ophelia turns her head and smiles slightly she couldn't help notice, Barty and Snape had the same walk.
"A man? Harry who-"
"Uh- I don't know me and Ophelia didn't see his face." Harry looks at Ophelia who just nods slowly.
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"Anything from the trolley? Dear." The trolley lady comes around, stopping at the quartets compartment.
"Uhm a packer of dru-balls and a liquorice wand. Oh uh- on second hand just the dru-balls." Ron thanks the lady before sitting down.
"No, it's alright I'll get it." Harry offers but Ron declines sitting down.
"Two pumpkin pasties please." A girl names Cho Chang asks the lady, with a group of friends,
"Anything sweet for you dear?"
"Oh uh no I'm not hungry, thank you."
Harry sits back down smiling like a little kid, Ophelia raises her eyebrows and tilts her head. "Harry."
"What?- oh Uh no that's nothing, no, no."
"This is horrible, I mean how can the ministry not know who conjured it?" Hermione aggressively plages her daily prophet down.
"Wasn't there any security? Or-"
"Loads. That's what worried team so much, happened right under there noses." Ron says looking at the three.
Harry rubs his head again in pain, "Your scar it's hurting again. Isn't it? You've got to tell Sirius about this." Hermione leans forward.
