Deatheaters at the World Cup

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Remi's POV

When we finally reached the tent. Mr Weasley said we could have a cup of hot chocolate before we had to go to bed. As we'd be leaving early tomorrow morning. We all changed into our pjs and gather in the main room to celebrate. From the other side of the campsite we could still hear much singing and the odd echoing bang. "Oh I am glad I'm not on duty" Mr Weasley mutters looking tired. "I wouldn't fancy having to go and tell the Irish they've got to stop celebrating" he tells us.

"There's no one like Krum. He's like a bird the way he rides the wind. He's more than an athlete, he's an artist" Ron wreathes. The twins mutter how dumb Krum is. Percy, Charlie and Bill are already asleep.

"Think you're in love Ron" Ginny tells him and I giggle.

"Viktor I love you! Viktor I do" the twins sing and Harry decides to join in.

"When we're apart my heart beats only for you!" they sing loudly.

"Okay enough you lot, bedtime" Mr Weasley tells us and the twins whine. Us girls go to our section of the tent. We climb into bed and fall asleep.

"Get up! Ginny and Remi, it's urgent!" Hermione yells waking us. I groan in annoyance. I was dreaming of running with dad and uncle Padfoot on a full moon. I notice the noises in the campsite had changed. The singing had stopped. I can hear screams, and the sound of people running. "Grab your jackets and wands, we have to get outside now" she tells us. Ginny and I do as we're told.

The three of us join the guys outside. By the light of the few fires that were still burning, I can see people running away into the woods, fleeing something that was moving across the field toward them. Something that was emitting odd flashes of light and noises like gunfire. Loud jeering, roars of laughter, and drunken yells were drifting toward them. Then came a burst of strong green light, which illuminated the scene.

A crowd of wizards, tightly packed and moving together with wands pointing straight upward, was marching slowly across the field. I squinted at them. They didn't seem to have faces. Then I realize that their heads were hooded and their faces masked. High above them, floating along in midair, four struggling figures were being contorted into grotesque shapes. It was as though the masked wizards on the ground were puppeteers, and the people above them were marionettes operated by invisible strings that rose from the wands into the air.

"We're going to help the Ministry!" Mr Weasley shouts. "You lot - get into the woods, and stick together. I'll come and fetch you when we've sorted this out!" he tells us. Bill, Charlie, and Percy were already sprinting away toward the oncoming marchers; Mr. Weasley tore after them. Ministry wizards were dashing from every direction toward the source of the trouble.

I grab Ginny's hand and we run off after the twins. But as we enter the woods we become separate from the other three. "Harry, Hermione, Ron!" I shout.

"We'll find them Remi" George assures me.

"This is ridiculous, Lumos" Fred says and we follow suit.

"So what now?" Ginny asks her older brothers.

"We stick together, try find the other three" Fred says.

"Stay in the woods until Dad or the others find us" George adds. Ginny and I nod out head in agreement. "That was really sick, what they were doing to those poor muggles" he says sadly.

"The ministry will save them and they will have no memory of this horrible night" I assure him.

"Wish we could forget too" Ginny mumbles.

"It'll be ok" Fred says rubbing her arm. Just then a few teenage boys appear.

"Vizhdal li si direktor Karkaroff?" one of them asks us in Bulgarian.

"Sorry, we don't understand Bulgarian" I tell them.

"Oh you are from Hogwarts, we are looking for our headmaster" another boy says.

"Sorry, we have not seen anyone since we entered the woods" George tells them. And they leave. "Must be from Durmstrang" he tells us.

"Durmstrang?" Ginny asks confused.

"It's another wizarding school, somewhere in Europe" I tell her.

"I reckon we can just wait here, you know. We'll hear anyone coming a mile off" Fred suggests. We all agree to the idea. Suddenly a green cloud is shoot into the sky. We all look at it as it starts to take shape. At first I thought it was another leprechaun formation. Then I realize that it was a colossal skull, comprised of what looked like emerald stars. With a serpent protruding from its mouth like a tongue. As we watched, it rose higher and higher, blazing in a haze of greenish smoke, etched against the black sky like a new constellation.

"Oh my Merlin, that's the dark mark" Fred says we all gulp. We go back to back. "Stun anything that moves" he tells us. We nod our heads.

Suddenly I hear a twig snap to my right. "Stupefy!" I shout shooting the spell that way. I hear a thud and we all raise our wands pointing there.

"Easy, it's just us!" Charlie exclaims. We relax as he steps into view with Bill dragging an unconscious Percy.

"Whoops" I say and Ginny giggles.

"Don't worry about it, he'll be fine" Bill assures me. He places him down and points his wand at him. "Rennervate" he says and red light shines over Percy.

"Oh come on, it was peaceful" Fred whines.

"Did you want to carry him back to camp?" Charlie asks him. Fred shakes his head as Percy stands dusting himself off. "Lets head back, Dad is looking for the others" he tells us. He wraps his arm around Ginny and Bill leads us back with Percy.

A/N

Gif above of the deatheaters torturing the muggles and gif on the external link of the dark mark.

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