All of a sudden there is a beam of light. A ball of light floats into the middle of the tent. "The Ministry has fallen. The Minister of Magic is dead. They are coming." Kingsley's voice says from within the ball. I look at Draco, who looks at me with regret in his eyes, he knew. He knew they would come, he knew and didn't tell me. "I am sorry." he starts, tears fill my eyes and hold him close to me. "They are coming." Kingsley says again. Everyone is now frightened and the mood in the tent has changed really quickly, from happy dancing to scared sillence. Draco pulls me close to him and holds me, while everyone else is now screaming and trying to run away. Then the Death Eaters enter the tent. Glass breaking sounds everywhere and spells are cast everywhere around us. "Draco!" Lucius says, walking to us. "Baby girl! I love you, don't forget!" Draco says and kisses me quickly before he lets go of me. Remus pulls me away from them. But I can't let go of Draco, not now, he just got here, after months of being appart. And now they expect me to let him go again. "Baby girl please, it is for your own safety!" Draco yells over the sound of spells everywhere. But I can't. I pull him in for another kiss and he kisses me passionately. But Remus pulls me away again, I sigh, kiss Draco one more time and give in. 'I love you' I mouth before turning "Go, follow the others!" Remus says and pushes me towards Ron, Hermione and Harry. "Come on Olivia!" Hermione says holding out her hand for me to grab it. When I do, we dissapear. When I open my eyes we are standing on the street in London. The wedding is no where in sight. The Death Eaters are no where in sight. But most importantly, Draco is gone too. Tears stream down my face, but I don't have the time to cry. Because Hermione pulls me through the crowd. Merlin knows where. "Where are we?" Ron asks confused. I don't even hear Hermione answer him. My mind is somewhere else. I had Draco back, but now he is gone again. He was with me, after months and now he is not. My head is spinning, I can't even walk straight. Harry must've noticed, because he is holding me up and walking me. "It will be fine." he whispers. I shake my head, knowing he is just trying to cheer me up. But also knowing he is wrong. We walk into a quiet street, and now it is just the four of us again. "We need to change." Hermione says, she grabs the small bag she was carrying and stands in a corner so no one can see her. Then her whole arm dissapears in the bag. "How the ruddy..." Ron says when she takes out a shirt of his. "Undetectable extension charm." Hermione replies and pulls out a shirt for Harry. "You're amazing, you are." Ron says "Always the tone of surprise." Hermione jokes and gives me some of my clothes. Then there is rumbling coming from the back. "Ah. That'll be the books." she says. Then she grabs her own clothes and we all quickly change. Before we head to a nearby coffeeshop to do some research. We sit down and Hermione, Ron and Harry start talking again, but I can't focus. My mind is somewhere else. I had him back, after months, and now, now he's gone again. If I never let Fred kiss me I would've had more time with him, I wouldn't have waisted two weeks of us being together. And now, I might never see him again. "Coffee?" the girl working here asks. "A cappuccino, please." Hermione replies "Mm. You?" the girl asks Ron, "Uh, what she said." "Same." Harry says "A hot chocolat for me please." I say and she walks away. "So, where do we go from here?" Ron asks "Leaky cauldron?" "It's too dangerous. If Voldemort really has taken over the ministry, then none of the old places are safe. Everyone from the wedding will have gone underground into hiding," Hermione replies, but I don't hear another word they say. I can't help but think what is going on with Draco now. Would he be back at his home? With Voldemort, and his parents? Or is he coming to find me? The last thing is probably not even an answer, he wouldn't risk his live to come and find me. Not after what happened last year. A couple of man walks in, past us and walk to the counter. I look at them and see one of them take their wands out. "Down!" I yell when they turn and cast a spell at us. I grab my wand and fire some spells back at them. Harry does the same, Ron and Hermione are still lying on the ground. But they get up and throw spells at them as well. "Petrificus Totalus!" Hermione cast the spell at the man standing, now behind the counter. He flies into the wall behind him and falls on the ground. The other man already was taken out by Harry. The girl comes from the kitchen behind the counter and walks straight into the body. She gasps. "Go! Get out!" I say to her sternly, and she turns around and leaves through the back. "Lock the door. Get the lights." Harry says, Ron takes out the deluminator he got from Dumbledore and takes out the light. Hermione and I lock the door and close the blinds. "This one's name's Rowle. He was on the Astronomy Tower the night Snape killed Dumbledore." Harry says standing in front of the blonde man lying on the ground. While Ron walks behind the counter to look at the other man. "This is Dolohov. I recognize him from the wanted posters. So, what are we gonna do with you, eh? Kill us if it was turned 'round wouldn't you?" Ron says "If we kill them, they'll know we were here." Harry says. "Ron.." Hermione asks, somewhat dissapointed in him. "Suppose he did Mad-Eye. How would you feel then?" "It's better we wipe their memories." Harry says. "You're the boss." Ron replies and walks over to Hermione. "Hermione..." he softly touches her cheek to make her look at him "..you're the best at spells." he continues. Hermione wipes their memories and we leave the coffeeshop as quick as possible. We walk through London, not really knowin where to go.

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FanfictionOlivia Soulton, an Italian girl, moved with her mom to England and got excepted into Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. What will happen when she meets a particular boy, with blonde, almost white hair. Will she be able to resist him? We wil...