the men in masks

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Y/N's P.O.V:

its black, all black, I see nothing but black, darkness swimming over me, the dark is cold, and the pain is hot, but not a homely warm, not its a fever on the hottest day of summer, I try to open my eyes

-flash-

a flash of colour, then they close, I open again,

-flash-

this time I see more, I see what's happening, I see people, they are crowding around me, grabbing random things, I feel something wrap around me, bandages to stop the bleeding, there is someone writing intensely in the corner, and owl hooting and then nothing, I'm stuck back in the black, dark room, I think how to get out, one way is to et go, end it, the other is, to stay until this passes over, it might have been days or seconds but I wake up from this trance 

I'm in a bed, in a tent, in the quidditch world cup camp site, I try to sit up but something resists, so I lie back down, 

-boom- 

something has exploded outside, I look around to see if the other noticed, only Mr. Weasley did, 

"w-w-what's going on" I say, my voice is groggy and hoarse, 

"Y/N don't get up I'll get one of the boys to carry you" he said nudging the other girls awake, Ginny moans and tries to kick her dad,

"girls get up, we're under attack!" Mr. Weasley pulls Ginny out of bed, Mr. Weasley runs out and call Charlie to come and carry me out, but harry insists on doing it, he is surprisingly strong for such a skinny bean pole, I sling my arms around his neck, and we each hurry out, Mr. Weasley runs out to help the ministry, he instructs us to run into the forest, as we run we loose track of where Fred, George and Ginny are, as we enter a clearing, a loud man shouts from behind a gathering of bushes

"MOSMORDE" as he says this a large green hologram appears through tree, twisting itself into the shape of a skeleton with a serpent tongue, after this he scatters, harry, Ron and Hermione stare stare at the spot where he was, then 

-click- 

about ten ministry worker appear around then and shout "stupefy!" we all manage to duck in time for Mr. Weasley, to reach us, they began to debate but I didn't catch much f it as I dozed off 

I woke again in a large white, bright room, curtains separate me from the rest of the place, I sit up with a start, a darting pain goes right to my stomach,

"take it easy" says the warm soothing voice of my adopted dad, Sirius black, 

"where am I?" I ask lying back down

"st.mungos hospital"    

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