➸ 15 - ʏᴇᴀʀ 4

                                    

                                          

"Why are they all circled around a manky old boot?" I called out as Harry and I followed the Weasley's.
Harry, Hermione and I were all going to the quidditch cup with the Weasleys, I'm glad I have a distraction for today because if I didn't I would've been overthinking what happened this morning.
Both Harry and I have been having these... dreams? I feel as if they're more like visions, but either way, every one I have, they're all worst than the last. 
This morning we both woke up with our scars burning, we found out we had the same dream, but from different perspectives.
"Thank you." I smiled as Cedric Diggory helped Harry and I up from the fall. Absolute nutter Arthur is for telling us to let go of the portkey at least 100 ft in the air.
After a small amount of walking, we had arrived at the camp, I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion when we walked up to a small tent. 
I gave Harry a confused look as I followed him inside, both our jaws dropping at the large interior we had been met with.
"I love magic." Harry uttered as we both examined the large space.
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
"How far up are we?" Ron stammered as we were all walking up the stairs to our seats. 
"Lets just say, if it rains, you'll be the first to know!" Lucius cheered as him and Malfoy walked past on one of the platforms beneath us.
We all stopped walking as we looked down on the pair. I found myself staring directly at the blonde I was too familiar with, quickly looking away once I saw he was giving me the same look I was giving him.
We haven't spoken since what happened last year, and honestly I'm not hoping he talks to me. I've already let my guard down too much around him, this year I refuse to let him get close to me like that again. He's probably just using me to get to Harry anyways.
Arthur's non-stop been giving Harry and I warnings about the Malfoys since what happened in Flourish and Blotts at the start of second year. I think he's been a bit excessive about it, but I know that he's just trying to get his point across.
"Father and I are in the minister's box!" Malfoy cheered after we spent a few seconds looking at each other. "By personal invitation of Cornelius Fudge himself!" He cheered. "Don't boast, Draco." Lucius grumbled as he slightly hit Malfoy with his cane.
I let out a small sour face at him as I saw Malfoy rub the spot the cane had just hit. "There's no need with these people." Lucius snarled as he looked us all up and down. "Let's just go." I uttered to the group as I started to turn Harry and Hermione around.
"Do enjoy yourself, won't you?" Lucius smiled sarcastically. "While you can." He added as he had a sinister grin plastered on his face.
"You too." I snarled back as I followed the group that had quickly turned around and started leaving.
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
"Krum, Krum, Krum, Krum!" Fred and George were chanting as we had just gotten back from the match. "Nutters they are." I chuckled to Hermione as we sat and watched them dance around the room.
I was smiling at them keeping myself from laughing, my smile quickly fading once I heard loud explosions coming from outside. I looked around but nobody else seemed to have heard it, and it seemed like Arthur was already investigating it so I didn't think too much of it.
"I think you're in love Ron!" Ginny mocked as Ron was going on and on about Krum. 
"Sounds like the Irish got their pride on." Fred mocked as he finally noticed the commotion outside, at the same time he said that Arthur had came back. "Stop it!" Arthur yelled as he pushed George over, stopping him from dancing.
"Its not the Irish. We've got to get out of here. Now." He said sharply as he gestured for us all to leave the tent.
We all walked out in confusion, immediately being met with hundreds running around in fear, fire being lit everywhere.
"Get out! It's the Death eaters!" A woman yelled. "Get back to the portkey!" Arthur shouted. "Death eaters?" I muttered to myself.
Harry and I both stood together in fear as everyone split up. "You two!" Hermione called out, quickly pulling us out of our trance. "Come on!" I shouted at Harry as we both followed Hermione.
"Harry! Y/n!" I heard Hermione call out as Harry and I got lost in the crowd, the only thing keeping us together was Harry's tight grip on my forearm.
"Hermione!" I called out as Harry pulled us out of the large crowd, away from Hermione and Ron.
Harry and I both started running away, we weren't sure where we were running to but we both knew we had to stay together.
I eventually tripped over someone's foot, causing both Harry and I to fall flat onto the ground. Harry made attempts at getting us back up but to no luck since everybody kept pushing us back down.
"Harry? Harry!" I shouted as I laid on the ground next to him, seeing him unconscious. I started shaking him trying to wake him up. I let out a loud sigh as I eventually gave up and rested next to him. 14 years and this is how we go out, great.
The screaming and shouting finally started to fade as I closed my eyes, wishing for it all to be over.

"Morsmorde!" I heard someone call out. I slowly opened my eyes, it seemed to have woken both Harry and I up. "Are you alright Harry?" I uttered as we both looked around us.
I looked at him in worry as I didn't receive a response, my worry quickly turning into fear as I saw a man running towards us. "Go!" Harry whisper-yelled to me as we both quickly stood up and started running.
"Harry! Y/n!" I heard Hermione shout, I let out a sigh of relief once I heard her voice. "Where are you two!" Ron shouted as well.
"We've been looking for you two for ages!" Ron shuddered as they both walked up to us, Harry and I were still focused on the man that was just there. "What's that!" I cried as we all looked up at the large snake shaped smoke in the sky.
Suddenly, Harry and I both started whining in pain as our scars were burning. This burn wasn't like the ones we had before though, it felt so much worse, and more... violent.
"Stupefy!" Someone from the ministry called out. We all ducked together in response. "Stop! Stop! That's my son!" Arthur shouted as he ran up to us.
Crouch started yelling at us, saying we've been discovered at the scene of the crime. "Crime? What crime!" I scoffed. "The dark mark Y/n, it's his mark." Hermione whispered to me. My breath went shallow as she told me.
"Voldemort? Those people tonight, in the masks, they're his too. Aren't they, they're his followers." Harry added as the pieces of the puzzle started forming together in his head as well.
"Mhm. Death eaters." Arthur confirmed. Crouch looked at us for a moment examining us, but eventually decided we were innocent. "There was a man!" I shouted as they started to leave. "Over there!" Harry shouted as well.
"All of you, this way!" Crouch ordered as he started heading in the direction Harry had pointed.
We all stood there together in the cold staring up at the snake in the sky.