We all slept late that night. The boys were discussing the match while I debated with anyone who'd listen (which was no one) about who was more handsome Lynch or Krum.
One minute I was asleep on the bed and the next Bill was shaking me awake.
"Miley! Wake up quickly!" he said. Hermione and Ginny were already awake and still in our night gowns we followed Bill outside in confusion. There was a coldness in the air and for a moment I thought it to be dementors but then I heard horrified screaming and jeering laughter. A flash of green light illuminated the scene and it was just like my dream only worse. A masked crowd of wizards was marching across the field. High above them four struggling figures were levitated and being tortured.
Muggles. Mr Roberts' family. I felt a sudden burst of anger that was so foreign to me. How could they do this now? After everything that they had done? Did they think that this made a difference?
"We are going to help the Ministry. You lot get into the woods and stick together." said Mr Weasley. Fred grabbed Ginny's hand and the rest of us followed them into the woods. Everyone was panicking and moving anxiously into the forest. I couldn't bring myself to look back at the Roberts. I was being pushed hither and thither and then the crowd darted into different directions . I lit the way with my wand but I had lost the others.
I was alone. In panic I moved deeper into the forest but I still couldnt find them. A loud bang close by made the ground shake and I lost my balance. I fell head first onto a rock. Pain, blood, and weakness flooded me and I gasped. Blood was everywhere and I felt like my head would explode.
"Merlin's beard! Are you okay? Oh my goodness!" said a male voice. I felt him heaving me up. In my painful haze I looked up.
"My hero." I whispered before melting into Cedric's arms.
"Episkey." he said and I felt a hot/cold feeling in my head and the pain subsided. He stayed there a while then the sky turned dark. A colossal skull with a serpent protruding from its mouth emerged from the sky.
"Please tell me I'm seeing things." I whispered but I knew I wasn't.
"The Dark Mark." he said in shock. I was trembling from head to toe. No. It couldn't be.
Cedric held me trying to cradle me but I was shaking too hard and my face was chalk white. Was he here? Was he?
We sat there for a while after there was less panic. Cedric held me saying "Shh, it is okay. I'm here with you." but nothing could calm my nerves. I was trembling from head to toe in fear.
"Hey we have to go back or the Weasleys will be worried." said Cedric but when I made no move to stand he scooped me up in his arms.
We met Bill, Charlie and Percy at the edge of the woods coming to look for me and went back to the tents with them. Harry stood up very quickly when we approached with a slight frown.
"Mr Weasley she was hurt and I think she needs to sleep." said Cedric. Once back in the tent I took a sleeping draught and slept soundly for the rest of the night.
We left early the following morning for the Burrow. Mrs Weasley was positively flustered when she saw us.
"Arthur! I've been so worried." she said giving him a bear hug. "You're alive, oh boys, " she said hugging the twins so hard their heads bumped.
"Ouch mum you are strangling us.."
"I shouted at you before you left. What if You Know Who had got you and the last thing I said to you was that you didn't get more OWLS?"
Man, that woman made me crave a mother.
When we were in the house I borrowed Errol to write to my uncle.
Dear uncle Remus
Hi! Hope you are good.
I know you are worried sick about me after seeing the Daily Prophet headlines but don't stress. I'm okay!
See you tomorrow
Miley.
After I posted it, I went to Ginny's room. I knew it was time for the Golden Trio to know about my ability.
"Are Harry, Ron and Hermione in Ron's room?" I asked Ginny.
"Yeah but why ask?" she asked.
"I need to tell them something." I said.
"What are you telling them that you can't tell me?" she asked in a hurt voice.
"Nothing you need to worry about." I said sidestepping her. I got into Ron's room in time to hear Harry saying "I wrote to Sirius about my scar. I'm waiting for his reply."
"You did what?" I screeched.
All of them looked positively alarmed at my presence. "I know all about your dream and scar. Just tell me why you told Sirius." I said.
"How did you-"
"Just answer!" I stated.
"I thought he'd know what it meant." said Harry.
"No. You know how impulsive he is. If he thinks you are in danger he could come back." I moaned.
"Hes not that stupid." said Harry without conviction.
"We are talking about the same man who snuck into Gryffindor Tower when there were dementors outside the castle looking for him." I said.
" Anyway, how do you know about my scar and dream?"
I sighed. This was it.
"I'm a Seer." I stated.
Shocked silence followed.
"You've been spending too much time with Trelawney." snorted Hermione.
"As if we'd believe that." said Ron.
"Charlie will call you to come play Quidditch in two minutes. Harry's team will win the match. Fred and George will set up a dungbomb in celebration inside Percy's room." I told him angrily as I stormed out of the room.
Stupid idiots.
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