Star Crossed

Chapter Fifty Nine- Unwelcome guests

Pulling my sight away from Tom and Celia I shook myself from my thoughts and into reality as I looked around to Lazarus and Wiglaf. "What's happening!?" I breathed.

"I don't know..." Wiglaf replied suspiciously.

Suddenly an alarm began to sound causing everyone to begin to scream and run around in various directions

"We need to get everyone back to the portkeys now!" Wiglaf yelled to me, a strong wind had begun to whip through the fair pulling down the flags and tents.

"Be careful!" I yelled back to him, he nodded at me before running off into the crowd and out of sight. I looked at Lazarus who stood frozen staring at the chaos around us.

"Go on Lazarus," I breathed pulling him into a hug. "I'll see you soon." I smiled weakly.

"I won't leave you!" He replied shaking his head and holding onto me.

"You have to, we have to help the others now go!" I reasoned and gently removed his arms from me giving hin a gently push. Reluctantly he backed away a few paces maintaining eye contact with me before pulling himself away and turning into the crowd at a run. 

I took a deep breath as I tried to identify younger Gryffindors in the crowd. Suddenly there was a series of loud bangs, I screamed covering my ears and pulling my head down protectively as dust and debris flew all around me. We were under attack. I pulled out my wand and began to run through the crowd grabbing hold of every Gryffindor I could find and pulling them along with me. 
"Come on we need to go! Come with me!" I shouted to them as loudly as I could over the sound of the fighting, screaming and shouting. I caught a glimpse of Dumbledore who was fighting three cloaked figures at once. I then looked to my left to see Slughorn and Professor Merrythought also dueling multiple attackers... they needed help. I lead my group through the crowds safely deflecting as many stray shots as I could.
"Duck!" I yelled to one of the students as I tried to push them down out of the way of an oncoming spell. 
We eventually reached the security tent where I found both Lazarus and Wiglaf gathering their houses. 
"Grisha!" Lazarus breathed in relief as he saw me enter the tent. He had a cut over his eyebrow which was causing a trickle of blood to drip down the side of his face.
"Not everyone is here!" Wiglaf shouted to me trying to be heard over the crying and chattering. His hand appeared to be bleeding and a bruise was aleady forming on the side of his forehead. "I'm going to have to send some of these back before this tent is discovered and we are all here like sitting ducks." 
I nodded before I realised something... where was Tom? I could see the group of Slytherins that had so far made it back but he was not with them.  

 "Where is Tom?" I called to Wiglaf and Lazarus over the heads of the frightened students.
"We don't know." Lazarus called to me. My heart racing I stared at him for a moment before turning and running out of the tent. 
"Grisha!" I could hear both Lazarus and Wiglaf shouting to me but I continued to run back into the fight. Aurors had now started to arrive but so had more of the attackers it would seem that they had their own back up waiting. Who where these mystery attackers? I felt as if I knew the answer but I hoped that I was wrong. 
Smoke filled the air as I tried to dodge the various coloured sparks of curses and hexes. Jumping and ducking I ran occasionally shooting my own curses back at the mysterious attackers as I ran as fast as I could. I screamed as I felt someone grab hold of my leg, I looked down to see one of the strange cloaked men crawling along the floor clearly injured and grasping onto me. I kicked my leg hitting him square in the face and causing him to let go with a growl of pain.