This Can Never Be Real || George Weasley

Forty seven

𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫: 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐜𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐰𝐚𝐲

"Don't tell your mother you've been gambling," Mr Weasley implored after the twins stuffed the money Ludo Bagman had gave them in their pockets. They'd bet Ireland would win but Krum would catch the Snitch, and they'd been right.

"Don't worry Dad," Fred said. "We've got big plans for this money. Don't want to get it confiscated."

Making our way back to the tent was difficult, to say the least. There was so many people and it was hard to stay together and find our way back the way we'd arrived.

"I don't want to sleep yet," Ron groaned after we'd arrived.

After a while of passionately arguing, Mr Weasley insisted that we all go to bed, but Ginny and Hermione had already passed out. When I did curl up in the couch; because there was no more beds, I thought of what George had said to me.

What if we were a couple? What if I did make the first move. I was scared... and I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to hurt him like I'd hurt Jacob, or how Wyatt had hurt me.

I woke up suddenly to George shaking me awake.

The first thing I heard was terrified screams.

"Get up!" George yelled.

I rushed over to wake Ginny and Hermione, shaking them awake.

"Everyone get a jacket and go outside quickly!" Mr Weasley yelled. Hermione and Ginny looked at me with wide eyes as I sprinted to their trunks and handed them all sweaters, slipping on my shoes as they slipped on theirs. We ran outside the tent and found Ron, Harry, Percy, George, Fred, Bill, and Charlie waiting.

People were running everywhere, screaming in terror. There were wizards in robes and masks walking in packs and levitating people in the sky.

Tents were crumpling and falling as people ran through them to the woods nearby.

"That's sick," George mumbled from beside me. "That's really sick..."

"We're going to help the Ministry!" Mr Weasley shouted, bringing Bill, Charlie, and Percy over. "You lot get into the woods and stick together. I'll come fetch you when we've sorted this out."

"C'mon." Fred said, grabbing Ginny hand and beginning to pull her toward the forest. George grabbed onto my hand, clasping his fingers into mine, my heart beating fast.

We bumped into so many people that it was hard to follow eachother. The masked people were approaching quickly, and we didn't have much time to make it into the forest for safety.

After what seemed like an eternity of running, we reached the edge of the forest. Fred continued to jog, holding Ginny firmly.

When we reached a secluded dark area of the forest, I realized Harry, Ron, and Hermione weren't with us. Ginny must've noticed too, because she was yelling for them.

"Oh god," Ginny cried, looking around wildly. "Harry? Harry?! Hermione? Ron? Oh my god-"

"They we're just follo-"

"Hello?"

"Shh," Said Fred, shoving Ginny to the ground and slowly looking around.

I, looking into the clearing, saw Cedric stumbling towards us.

"It's just Cedric," I said, going over to where he was. Cedric was holding his arm, which from what I could tell, was broken.

"Are you okay?" I asked. As he got nearer I realized his face was bleeding.

"I'm fine," Cedric said, spitting out blood.

"What happened to you?"

"I got trampled." Cedric said. "Death Eaters were right outside our tent. Where are your other siblings?"

"We don't know," I said, ringing my hands together.

"Hey," George said, giving me a tight hug. "They'll be fine. They're smart kids."

"I hope so," I mumbled into his chest.

"MOSMODRE!"

The sky became illuminated by a eerie green light. The figure of a serpent slithering out of a skull was etched above the glittering stars, growing larger and larger. The instant it erupted, the surrounding area became filled with screams again.

"'Is that—" Ginny squeaked.

"The Dark Mark," Cedric said slowly.

We waited in silence and fear for what seemed like forever until we heard-

"George! Fred!"

I whirled around to see where the voices were coming from. Running through the trees toward us were Bill, Charlie, and Percy. Bills arm was bleeding madly, Charlie's shirt was all ripped, and Percy seemed to have a broken nose.

"You're all hurt!" I hissed. "What happened?"

"Had to fight a bit," Bill said. "You guys are all okay."

"The Ministry Offcials headed to where the spell was conjured," Percy said. "It's safe for us to head back to the tent."

Bill wrapped a protective arm around Ginny and we began to head back to the campsite. George wrapped his arm around my shoulder, making me turn a light shade of red.

We made it back to the tent safely, and only had to wait for Harry, Hermione, and Ron to get back with Mr Weasley and Mr Diggory.

"Ced!" Mr Diggory said, going over to his son. "What happened to you?"

"I got trampled," Cedric said. "But I found them.so I'm okay now."

Mr Diggory looked gratefully at us, and smiled. "Thank you."

No one was really sure what happened, and it worried me. Something big was going on, but no one knew what it was. All I knew was that everything was about to be more dangerous for Harry and I.