To Save the Dead

by cammieluvsu

A girl from a very powerful family of seers and wizards has seen Harry's future and all the death in it and she's determined to save the doomed and make his path easier. But if dark forces find out about her plans and powers theres no doubt they'll want her for themselves. Takes place in Goblet of Fire. Some Romance.

Authors Note; I know the first chapter is short, but bear with me they will be longer and any of those who read my last version of this story- It will be MUCH better. Anyway- Enjoy ;)

Harry's POV

The Wesleys, Hermione and I walk into the enchanted tent, returning from the thrilling quidditch world cup. The twins are yelling something about the Irish and Ron is hollering something about Viktor Crum amazingness. I'm walking towards the kitchen to grab something to eat when a loud booming noise sounds from beyond the tent walls. I stop in my tracks immediately on guard as does Mr. Wesley while everyone makes jokes about how it's probably just the Irish getting their pride on. Mr. Wesley walks briskly out of the tent and judging by the look on his face he doesn't expect to find the Irish. My suspicions are confirmed when he comes back in running an alarmed look marring his features.

"It's not the Irish!" he yells then runs over to the twins and Ginny "Boys you're in charge of Ginny! Ron, Hermione and Harry stick together! Get to the port key!" he yells urgently, ushering us all out of the tent, and if I didn't know better, into hell.

Smoke makes the air thick and the flames not too far in the distance make the temperature rise dramatically. Each twin takes each of Ginny's arms and begins to run in the direction of the port key, Mr. Wesley trailing close behind them. Ron links his arm through Hermione and is about to do the same with me when a surge of frantic people run between us, making me stumble quite a few feet away. I'm pushed even farther back when another crowd of people run screaming in front of me. It's like a sea of people and I'm trapped in the middle of it all trying not to drown.

Ron and Hermione have completely disappeared and I'm about to run to the port key all by myself and see if Ron and Hermione have run there too when I'm thrown back and forth between more aggressive people then tossed harshly to the ground. My panic level is rising quickly and I'm trying to get to my feet when a boot clad foot comes out of nowhere and kicks my head, I fall flat on the ground my face pressed into the ash covered grass the pain rushes in and the world silent and black.