I'm not a coward, just shy (Hogwarts fanfic)

Ch 4 - A rude awakening

I woke with a start, there was screaming and panicked foot fell that could be heard outside. I quickly woke Fred and George, a pit growing in my stomach.
"I'll wake Harry and Ron, you wake dad and the others" Fred said. I nodded grabbing my wand and glasses and swallowed my fear. I was not a coward, just shy.

I made my way quickly to Mr Weasley's room he shared with Percy, Charlie and Bill. I banged my fist loudly on the door and it swung open and I was faced my a very panicked Percy.
"Something isn't right, we need everyone up" I said and he swallowed before turning back inside the room. I heard him wake try to wake up Charlie. I almost crashed into Hermione and Ginny as they run into our tent.
"Are you okay, what's happening out there" I asked panicking a little.
"The noise woke us up" They were still in there pjs and I saw Hermione and Ginny's faces turn redder. In shock I had realised that I had only my pyjama trousers, my chest bare. I could never sleep with a top on, just force of habit. I felt my face flush.
"I am going to grab a hoodie" I said grabbing one and pulling it over my head as we were joined by Mr Weasley, Charlie, Bill, Percy, Fred and George, Harry and Ron, all fully awake.
"Watches going on" Fred asked. I searched in the future for the answer. What I found was like a punch in the face.
"Death eaters" I gasped, "their here" the skull with a snake that lit up the sky burned into my memory. Mr Weasley paled.
"Fred, George, take Ginny and Taylor. Harry, Hermione and Ron, try and stick close, try not to get suppurated. Get to somewhere safe. Charlie, Bill, Percy, come with me, they might need our help" he said, no one complained or even spoke just nodded.

When we exited the tent it was chaos. Tents were on fire and there were shouting and screaming. Fear crawled, unwelcome, into my vein making my blood run cold, when I saw the dark mark the emblazon the sky. The heat of the moment I couldn't tell which twin grabbed my arm, I later realised it was George. Fred held on tight to Ginny and we throw ourselves in the sea of fleeing people. We lost sight of Hermione, Harry and Ron almost as soon as we started running, only hoping they were behind me. George kept me running, faster dodging fallen people and tents. He pulls me up when I trip even though my lungs burnt and my screamed at me to stop, I ignored it. It was flee or died for all I knew. Blood rushed with adrenaline in my ear mixing with the terrifying screams and shouts only fuelling my body to push itself further, faster than ever before. My senses blurred and all was aware of was the thudding of my own feet and the hand that pulled me ever forward.

It was strange how in these moments of terror you have the strangest thought. This is how my life was going right know. While I was being pulled into the sorrow and angry and fear, I was running, fleeing. But if I didn't have this hand pulling me then I would have stopped long ago. I would have been swallowed whole. This hand was my safety line. I shouldn't fight against it, I should go with it, lead it take me and so I did.

We reached the edge of the forest, finally being able to to stop, I was doubled over, never seeming to be able to pull enough air in my lungs. The adrenaline wearing off. We could see the camp ground from here. The fire was mainly under control and I couldn't see any fighting or hear any commotion, I could only hope that everything was under control.

Harry, Hermione and Ron were not behind us, and no matter how long I search there path was undecided and therefore impossible to map.
"Can you not see anyone." Fred said pacing.
"I am trying but there is too much static, too many futures, I can't focus long or I get and confused and I can't divide one path from another" I winched feeling a head ache coming on from trying to ignore other futures.
"Taylor, don't stress about it, maybe it's like trying to remember something, you just try not to think about it and it will come to you, plus you just got over a fever, stressing is going to make it worst" George said worried.
"Your right George" Fred said new fuel to his fire, "plus, Harry and Ron are as tough as nails and stubborn as mules and Hermione is level headed enough for all three, they'll be fine" he waved off our worries, which I was grateful for. I didn't want to search anymore in fear of finding something I didn't want to see.  I sighed and slumped onto the earth, looking up at the mark in the sky. This mark had in stilled fear for so many generations. I watched it begin to faint into the Stars that were hidden under it.

In the end, we waited an hour and half before Hermione, Harry and Ron were marched towards us by Mr Weasley. Ginny leaped up and tackled Ron in a bear hug.
"Where were you guys" I said running, Fred and George hot on my heels.
"We got lost in the crowd and Harry's wand was stolen and a house elf used it to send up the dark mark" Ron said which confused me.
"A house elf wouldn't do that unless it was ordered to" I argued.
"Well her master freed her, so he wasn't too happy" Harry said.
"She should be happy, she's a free elf" Hermione huffed.
"Who was her master" I asked
"Barty Crouch Sr."
"Barty crouch is a ministry official and he is surely no death eater" Mr Weasley scoffed, "Now come on, their gone now, let's grab our stuff and get back, I'm Molly will be worried".

We were lucky our tent wasn't touch my the flames or trampled. We quickly packed our thing and took the first portkey we could get back. As we approach the burrow, Mrs Weasley launched herself out the door into Mr Weasley's, sobbing to his robes about how she was so worry and glad we were home. And Thank god we were home.

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