Ginny's Story

Chapter 6 Escaping the Disaster

This is a really short chapter, but the next one should be on soon!! xo

Chapter 6 Escaping the Disaster

Everything was going smoothly. Nothing could ruin Bill and Fleur’s special day until it came.

The shining light of a lynx patronus appeared in the middle of the dance floor. Everybody paused and watched it, the French guests looking at it incredulously.

“The ministry has fallen,” the lynx spoke in Kingsley’s slow, deep voice. “Scrimgeour is dead. They are coming.”

With those few sentences, all hell broke out. Women were screaming and clutching their partners close to them, while members of the Order of the Phoenix rushed around, placing protection charms around.

“Get out of here, Ginny!” Charlie shouted to me.

I frantically looked around, trying to find someone in my family or Harry. But I could see nothing but smoke. The Death Eaters much have arrived.

My heart beat quickly and I pushed my way through the crowd. I was on the outskirts of everyone and could see hundreds of people in cloaks and masks, waving their wands, trying to penetrate the protective spells. I couldn’t help the scream that escaped my lips.

“Harry!” I screamed. I needed to find him. He was, after all, why the Death Eaters had come. They would do anything to get him and take him to Voldemort.

I searched everywhere for Harry, occasionally dodging spells from the Death Eaters. I saw lots of people had already disapparated, but since I was only sixteen, I had no idea how to do it. That and the fact I still underage.

“Ginny!” Dad’s voice roared over the continuous screams and yelling of curses. I spun around and caught a glimpse of my father sprinted towards me, a look of fear upon his face. “We have to get our of here!”

“Where’s everyone else?” I jumped away from Dad’s hand. I knew if I took it, he would instantly apparate us both somewhere else. But I couldn’t leave while Harry was still here.

“They all went to Shell Cottage,” Dad said, grabbing my hand. I squeezed my eyes shut and allowed myself to be apparated to Shell Cottage. All I could do was hope Harry was aright.