the twins dance to irish music. "there's no one like krum!" ron says. "krum?" george asks. "dumb krum?" fred asks. "he's like a bird, the way he rides the wind." ron says. the twins hype him up. "he's more than an athlete! he's an artist!" ron says. "i think you're in love ron." ginny says. "shut up." ron says. "viktor, i love you. viktor i do!" the twins sing. "when we're apart my heart beats only for you." harry and i sing joining in. there's a lot of noise outside. "sounds like the irish have got their pride on." george says. "stop! stop it! it's not the irish." arthur says. "we've gotta get out of here. now!" arthur says. we run out of the tents. "get out, it's the death eaters!" someone shouts. "get back to the portkey, everybody. and stick together!" arthur says looking back at me. the twins reach for both of my hands. ginny runs with us. ron and hermione both come to us. "harry!" i yell. as we're being taken by the crowd. "harry!" but we're taken away.
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white roses // neville longbottom
Fanficy/n lestrange, bellatrix lestrange's daughter, was nothing like her mother. infact she never wanted to even be near her. bellatrix had abandoned y/n when she was just a baby to follow voldemort, to become a death eater. throughout her life she had h...
