"Didn't know you was into gingers, Malfoy?"
"Shut up Weasley"
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Gemma Weasley shared many similarities with her siblings, the ginger hair, pale skin, freckles and a super sense of humour, yet she was the one that stood out from them all. Even her tw...
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"Harry" I shout.
The once lively and colorful campsite, now a scene of utter devastation. Tents that were once filled with laughter and excitement were now charred ruins, billowing smoke into the night sky. The flames licked at the fabric, leaving a trail of destruction in their wake.
People's belongings were scattered and destroyed, glass crunching under my shoes. After I came out of the tent, Fred and George found me, along with Ronald and Hermione yet the twins left to get Ginny safely to the portkey and the three of us stayed to find Harry who also got lost during the madness.
"Found him!" Ronald shouts, pointing at Harry who seems to be staring at something in the distant.
"We've been looking for you for ages mate" Ronald says putting a hand on his best friends shoulder. Yet Harry doesn't acknowledge the three of us and instead looks up at the sky. A misty green skull and snake take up the entirety of the nightsky, a mark that they'd been here. Death eaters. Draco was warning me, he wanted to get me out of here, he knew, he was one of them. A sinking feeling in my stomach brewing, how could he?
"Stupefy!" A chorus of voices shout, snapping me back to reality. Ronald grabbing my hand and pushing me behind a tent, the spell just missing us.
"Stop! They're my children!" I hear Dad shriek, panicked. He comes over, out of breath, pulling me and Ron into a hug, asking if Harry and Hermione are okay, them both nodding, relieved he had come when he did.
Crouch points his wand at us, demanding to know who counjoured the dark mark.
"We're just kids you stupid man" I say, sticking up for the three of us. Dad glares at me for speaking up, but i know he thinks the same.
"You've been discovered at the scene of the crime." Crouch says, still shaking his wand in our faces.
"Crime? What crime?" Harry asks, looking around at us all cluelessly. He doesn't know.
"The sky Harry, that's his mark, the dark mark" I say, quieter than my outburst before.
"Voldemort?" He says, realising what's happened. He realises that the people storming the field were part of his 'army', his followers. A sinking feeling in my stomach starts again, the guilt of knowing this already. The guilt that i knew that Draco Malfoy was apart of this following, Death eaters as my Dad pointed out.
"There was a man." Harry says, stumbling after Crouch. "There!" Harry shouts and Crouch assembles his men in the direction Harry pointed. The wind sending a shill down my spine Ronald puts his arm around me, trying his best to comfort me.
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"And then me mam nearly cried when the team came out on the pitch." Seamus says, mimicking his mothers reaction.
"So did you Seamus!" Dean chuckles, remembering the world cup. Seamus and Dean luckily missed the events of the evening as Seamus had to get back to his muggle father as soon as the match finished.
