AN: Happy Monday everyone! I want to try and update this story as much as possible before I leave for my cabin for a week on Thursday. So today is August 10, 2015 and this is the first chapter today. Once again anything you recognize is JK Rowling's and anything you don't is mine.

Hermione POV

The game was over in less than an hour. I could barely believe it went by so fast. The Bulgarians Seeker, Viktor Krum, caught the Snitch but Ireland won. The final score was 170 to 160.

"What did he catch the Snitch for?" Ron bellowed, as he jumped up and down, applauding with his hands over his head. "He ended it when Ireland were a hundred and sixty points ahead, the idiot!"

"He knew they were never going to catch up!" Harry shouted back over all the noise, also applauding loudly. "The Irish Chasers were too good. . . . He wanted to end it on his terms, that's all. . ."

"He was very brave, wasn't he?" I said, leaning forward to watch Krum land as a swarm of mediwizards blasted a path through the battling leprechauns and veela to get to him. Blood flowed freely onto his robes from his broken nose. "He looks a terrible mess. . ."

"He'll be fine," Remus said, his eyes darting to me.

It didn't take long for the Minister of Magic to pass out the trophies. Krum looked surely and black circles were forming under his eyes. He stumbled awkwardly as he stepped forward and shook the Bulgarian Minister's hand.

The Bulgarian team left and then the Ireland team made their way up. The team lifted the trophy before making their way back down the steps to the sound of thousands of hands clapping.

It didn't take us long to pack up our things and make our way down the steps. I could feel someone stare at me but I didn't dare look up, I had a feeling I knew who it was. Against my better judgment I looked up. Mr. Malfoy was staring at me a cold and calculating smile on his face. I shivered and quickly turned away.

"Come on, lets get going." Remus said steering me down the steps. I turned back and grabbed Harry's hand. He stumbled but quickly found his footing and strode next to us. Ron followed a moment later.

"Don't tell your mother you've been gambling," Mr. Weasley implored Fred and George from somewhere behind us.

"Don't worry, Dad," Fred said gleefully, "we've got big plans for this money. We don't want it confiscated."

Mr. Weasley looked for a moment as though he was going to ask what these big

plans were, but seemed to decide, upon reflection, that he didn't want to know. We were soon caught up in the crowds now flooding out of the stadium and back to the campsites. Raucous singing was borne on the night air as we retraced the steps along the lantern-lit path, and leprechauns kept shooting over

our heads, cackling and waving their lanterns. When we finally reached the tents, nobody felt like sleeping at all, and given the level of noise around us, Mr. Weasley and Remus agreed that we could all have one last cup of cocoa together before turning in. We were soon arguing enjoyably about the match; Mr. Weasley got drawn into a disagreement about cobbing with Charlie and Bill, and it was only when Ginny fell asleep right at the tiny table and spilled hot chocolate all over the floor that Mr. Weasley called a halt to the verbal replays and insisted that everyone go to bed.

Remus walked Ginny and I to our ten even though it wasn't even ten steps from the other tent. Something about his stance made me feel on edge. His eyes were yellow and he kept looking back and forth as if he was waiting for something.

"Go on in Ginny, I'll follow in a moment." She nodded absently before making her way into the tent. When I was sure she was gone I turned to Remus. "What is it, what's wrong?"

"It might be nothing but it's something in the air. I can almost... feel it." Remus said, looking around, a frown on his face.

"Is it something... bad?" I asked shakily, looking around at all the tents filled with people.

"Everything will be fine, you head on to bed, Hermione." Remus said, his head twitching to the side.

"What about you?" I asked, my heart pounding loudly in my chest. I didn't want anything to happen to my Mate. The more I thought about him getting hurt in some way the sicker I felt.

"Hermione," Remus clutched his chest, "you need to calm yourself — holy shit!"

I flinched back and Remus pushed us into the tent. I squeaked in surprise and clutched his arm so I wouldn't fall over. Ginny was already in bed asleep, something I was very grateful for.

"What has gotten into you?" I snapped, my eyes flashing.

"You were glowing again! Hermione, you need to keep your emotions under control. I will be fine, everything will be fine. Go to bed, I'll be here when you wake up." Remus said pushing me towards the bunk bed.

"Promise nothing bad will happen?" I asked my voice shaking.

"I promise I will keep you safe no matter what." Remus said, I frowned but decided it would have to be good enough. I quickly went to the bathroom and changed into my nightdress before climbing into the bunk bed. The last thing I saw before I fell asleep was Remus standing in the doorway with his wand out, almost as if he was waiting for something, as if he expected something terrible to happen.

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