Broken Innocences
Chapter 1 - World Cup
In the early morning light snores, could be heard coming from the bedroom on the top floor of the Burrow. But not all was as it seemed. Harry, with a silencing charm he wandlesly and wordlessly cast, was having a rather violent and terrifying nightmare, but not about Voldemort.
"Harry? Wake up! Up, Ronald!" Came a female voice through the foggy haze of Harry's awakening.
"Hermione?" He asked, forgetting about the silencing charm.
"Are you up yet, Harry? RONALD! Get up now! Unless you want to be late leaving for the world cup, come down stairs and eat," Hermione continued, getting a little irritated with Ron.
Taking down the silencing charm, silently and wandlesly, Harry look up at Hermione and asked, "What are you doing here, 'Mione?"
"We're leaving for the World Cup in less then a half an hour. I suggest you both get out of bed, eat and then be ready to leave before that," she replied, leaving the boy's room.
Ron scrambled out of bed, grabbed a clean set of clothes, and headed out to grab a quick shower.
Harry just watched him go and laid there for a couple of minutes, and then he slowly got up and cast a wordless spell that changed his clothes and refreshed him a little.
Many things had changed with Harry. He was different and he held onto a terrible secret. Harry trained himself really hard, and pushed himself almost to his breaking point. Next summer, he would show the Dursleys just why they should have never lifted a…
Harry's train of thought was cut off by Mrs. Weasley showing up in the door way.
"Harry dear? Are you coming downstairs for a bite to eat before Arthur comes to collect you all?" She asked.
Harry nodded and followed Mrs. Weasley out of the room and down the narrow staircase.
Once downstairs, Harry sat between Ron and Ginny.
"Have some bacon, Harry, as much as you want dear," said Mrs. Weasley, pacing by her children and Hermione.
"Thank you," said Harry, and started to silently pretend to eat his food, although he really wasn't hungry.
Ten minutes later, Arthur came into the house to see if the children were ready to head out.
"Well, good morning Harry, and Ronald, you all set, children?" Asked Mr. Weasley.
"Yes dad, we're ready," said Fred.
"Well then, let's get a move on," shouted Arthur.
All the Weasleys plus Harry and Hermione headed out behind Mr. Weasley, laughing and talking loudly about what they were heading out to see.
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Once at the Quidditch World Cup, the children witnessed Ireland beat Bulgaria 170 to 160.
"Sounds like Ireland is celebrating loudly," exclaimed Ron.
All of a sudden, Arthur came running into the tent looking panic and worried.
"We have to leave now; it isn't Ireland making the explosions," said Arthur quickly.
"Dad, what's going on?" Asked Ginny.
"Death Eaters," said Arthur truthfully. "Fred, George, Ginny is your responsibility. Now, back to the portkey, all of you!"
All six of them took off out of the tent and ran into the words in the general direction of the portkey. As they were running, they were separated, and Harry ended up alone.
Harry kept running and ran right into another person. He fell back and hit his head on the ground; the girl he ran into suffered the same fate.
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This is my first fanfic. please be nice im nervous about posting it. R&R.