Year at the World Cup

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Jamie stopped, and stood still for a second, she then turned to face Lucius Malfoy. He was wearing dark robes, had a cane in his hand, and a filthy looking house elf cowering behind him.

Jamie took in his appearance, glowering at him

"What do you want?" She snarled, balling up her fists.

Lucius raised an eyebrow, looking offended.

"I didn't think there needed to be a reason to be in your presence An-"

"Don't call me Anna." She snarled rudely at him.

She saw anger spring into his grey eyes, and she felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up, she didn't let her fear show on her face.

It looked as though Lucius was going to say something, but then the anger faded from his eyes and he smiled at Jamie. He tipped his hat towards her.

Jamie frowned in confusion.

"Until next time my dear." He turned swiftly on his heels and towards the Headmaster's office, the house elf close on his tail.

Jamie looked after him, confused by his reaction. She shook her head, and turned around, walking as quickly as she could away from the strange man.

The rest of the school year past smoothly for Jamie and blended seamlessly into summer.

Before she knew it, it was time to start her fourth year. She hadn't had any trouble from Lucius all summer, and although he nodded to her at the station when Jamie was getting on, he made no attempt to grab her or talk to her.

The year passed quietly for Jamie; the voices she kept hearing around the school had stopped all together, to her relief. Jamie spent the year focusing on her school, or plotting pranks with Fred and George, before she knew it, it was the summer.. again!

She relaxed with her family in relative peace, although half of the household couldn't stop buzzing about the upcoming quidditch cup which they had been luck enough to get tickets to!

Harry arrived the day before they were set to leave; and the next morning they made their way up to the portkey. Jamie was breathing heavily by the time she made her way up the last hill. She sat down on her muggle jeans, and looked around at the sun rising. She closed her eyes and leaned back, letting the others search for the portkey.

When they got to the match, they headed up to their seats. Jamie talked excitedly with Ginny and Hermonie about Irelands team, when she was cut off by a voice.

"Hello Anna." Lucius said silkily, looking her over with an evil smile, Jamie narrowed her eyes at him. He continued up the steps, followed by Draco and Nacrissa not saying anything more to her. Ginny frowned,

"Whose Anna?"

Jamie shook head.

"No one."

She was relieved to see they wouldn't be sitting exactly behind her, and she settle down to watch the match. It passed smoothly and in a few hours they were all sitting around one of their tents, excited from Ireland's win, and also exhausted. They retired after a quick cup of hot chocolate. Jamie fell into a deep sleep instantly.

She was shaken roughly awake only a few hours later.

She looked around at her father, dazed.

"Whats going on?" that's when she heard the shrieking outside. The sleep in her eyes vanished. She sat up straight, looking at her father with fear.

He was pale. He put a hand on her shoulder, and handed her a cloak.

"Stay with the others, keep your hood up." Jamie nodded, realizing how serious the situation was.

She pulled on the dark cloak, and hopped out of bed. She through the hood over her head as she walked out of tent, what she saw was terrifying. Death eaters. They had three muggles above their heads, and were playing with her mercilessly. Jamie stood in place, the world seemed to slow down as people ran screaming around the campsite, she watched in disgust as the death eaters laughed. They turned in her direction. She saw one of them look at her with steel grey eyes and stop. He motioned to a couple of other masked death eaters, and they swiftly began approaching her.

Jamie swore under her breath, and took off in the opposite direction, darting through the crowd. The death eaters strode more quickly towards her, parting the crowds as they came. Jamie felt fear run through her veins. She looked back to see how close they were, and tripped over a large rock. She hit the ground hard, and cracked her head on another rock. She gazed up through blurred eyes to see two sets of hands reaching down towards her, their eyes looking through the slits of their masks at her. Jamie thought about screaming, but was in too much of a daze to do so. Just as they touched her, a large green image appeared overhead. They looked at it, and Jamie saw their eyes widen with fear. The leader cursed under his breath and dragged the other man away, leaving Jamie lying on the ground; she looked up at the twisting snake, and fuzzily realized what it was, and everything went dark.

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