THIS TOOK ME LONGER THAN I EXPECTED IT TO. BUT HERE WE ARE, THE CHAPTER THAT KICKS EVERYTHING OFF.ENJOY

Tucked up by the window, sipping tea whilst she read Harry's latest letter. Natalia, not for the first time, lamented her situation. The letter, apparently sent as Harry was leaving for the world Cup, radiated her godsons excitement.

Short, and to the point, his letter told her the address of his friend Ron whom he'd be staying with, and that he would write when he was back from the match. It surprised her how easily they had connected. True, Harry had yet to lead their conversations. Seemingly content to answer any questions Natalia might ask about his life so far.

Most recently she was told of the last three years adventures.. Needless to say, Natalia wished quite strongly to visit Albus sometime in the future...

But she could deal with that later. Right now there was work to do..

Carefully folding the letter up, Natalia put down her tea and stood.

"Anna, how busy am I going to be today?"

From the shadows behind her another woman revealed herself.

"not any more than usual Lady romonov. There's a slight issue with the newer residents. A dispute over some land, and our supply of blood has dropped below the predicted amount for this month. Easily remedied, but still vexing"

Sighing, Natalia nodded...whomever decided to make her the one in charge was an idiot.. Oh darn.. "it was me wasn't it?"

"lady romonov? Did you say something?"

Shaking her head, Natalia chuckled "nothing dear.. Not a word.."

"This is brilliant!" from their seats, they could see the entire stadium. The match hadn't even started yet, but Harry was already using his omnioculars to gaze around at the crowd. Seeing so many magicals from so many different places was amazing.

"see anyone interesting mate?" Ron's elbow brought him back to focus

"yeah. Look over there, just behind the far left hoop. See them? They look really cool." after a few minutes fumbling, Ron found who he was talking about.

"the two blokes with flowers on their robes? Looks a bit daft don't you think?"

Ron's comment earned him a glare from hermione, who had just spotted them as well.

"Ron. Don't be rude. Those aren't robes, not wizards robes anyway. They look like they're wearing kimonos. They're probably Japanese."

"I'm just saying. Not like they could hear us anyway" Ron huffed.

This was what Harry had imagined tthe wizarding world to be like, the sheer amount of people and cultures on display that he had seen was mind blowing. From the people, to the language, hell, even just some of the tents he'd passed by earlier..

He knew the world was large and varied, and he'd guessed it was the same for the magical side. But seeing it for himself. That was incredible.

He knew what he'd be writing to Natalia later...

After the match, it was a jubilant gang, that entered the tent that night.

"hogsmead on us this year!" Fred cheered. As George held their winnings aloft

"bloody brilliant! Absolutely brilliant. Did you see that dive. Flew like a Eagle" Ron was busy crowing about Krum Too enamoured to notice the others laughing

"bet you he's going to be hugging that figurine all night" ginny giggled, nursing a butterbeer

Hermione snorted into her own drink "I have to admit.. It was fun."

"who are you and what have you done with hermione granger?" Harry teased

"har-har very funny."

Soon enough the pary tapered off. With ginny falling asleep calling an end to things, Mr Weasley sending them all off to bed.

"Get up, quickly!" Harry woke with a start, the sudden shout jolting him out of a rather pleasant dream...

"whuzzaht?" Ron's incoherent mumble came from below.

"Quickly now, we need to move. There's something going on" Mr Weaseley hurriedly tried to Explain. "Bill, percy Charlie and I are going to help. You lot are to get into the woods, and wait for us"

Once that was said and everyone was together, the four adults headed off. Harry now able to hear the sounds of laughter, screaming and panic outside.

"come on" one of the twins said, "let's go. Quick"..

Chaos. That's the only way Harry could describe what he was seeing. Groups of masked nutters were terrorising the muggle family that ran the camp site. Using magic to torment them. Floating them in the air as others shot various spells at them..

He almost ran to intervene when he saw one flip mrs Roberts upside down, flashing her undergarments. But Ron dragged him with them into the cover of the woods

"leave it. We need to get out of here." he wanted to protest. But as he looked back and saw a few tents go up in flames he reluctantly agreed

"who the hell does that? " Harry asked when they finally stopped running

"twisted gits, that's for sure." Ron scowled, his arm around hermione as she shook.

"where did the others go?"

"dunno. They'll be fine though, can't of gone too far" Ron reassured her.

Just as Harry was about to relax, the last voice he wanted to hear came from just ahead.

"might ant to keep moving Potter. Wouldn't want them to see her would you?" Draco Malfoy sneered at hermione, from his place leaning against a tree

"what's that supposed to mean?!" Ron snarled.

Malfoy smirked. "they're after muggles."

"so hermione is alright then. Seen as she's a witch, Malfoy" Harry shot back. "

" suit yourselves. I would be careful if I were you granger. "

" what're you doing here anyway? Shouldn't you be out there with daddy. Showing everyone how big and scary you are? " Harry taunted him. You're pathetic, you and your scumbag father"

Malfoy, face flushed in anger steeped closer. "don't you dare insult my father Potter."

"you're right. Because you do that just by existing don't you?" Harry didn't know why he was engaging with Malfoy. But it felt good to have a target for his anger right now..

Draco looked about ready to curse him. But before he could, there was a loud bang from back the way they'd come

"the most scary thing in these woods is the mudblood. Watch your self Potter" with that parting shot, Draco turned and walked briskly, farther into the woods.

"slimey little git" Ron murmured. "bet his dad is one of those guys in masks out there"

Taking the lead, hermione nodded "I don't doubt it.. But we probably should move"

The trio gradually made their way on, skirting the edge where they could so as not to get completely lost. Only when Ron tripped and sprained his ankle on a tree root, did they stop.

"Bollocks. That hurt, someone see where my wand went?"

"hang on I'll-" reaching into his back pocket Harry paused when he didn't feel his wand there.

".. Mines gone"

"what?" hermione, trying to locate Ron's wand, looked up.

"my wand, its gone." racking his brain, Harry tried to remember if he'd left it in the tent.

"definitely had it at the match, and I grabbed it when we left the tent."

"probably just fell out when we were running. We'll find it when dad comes to grab us" Ron reassured him.

"Got it!" hermione, stood back up, clutching Ron's wand in her free hand

"see? One wand down" Ron grinned.

"lady romonov.. There's a problem". Taking a break from her work, Natalia looked up.

"what is it?." she could see she wouldn't like it, Anna, the poor girl was shaking. Twisting a strand of her dark hair nervously

".. There has been an attack" she started to say.

"so send a few out to deal with it." Natalia was about to get back to work when Anna seized her attention.

"no, my lady... Not here. England, the world Cup is currently under an attack of some kind.."

Anna would have said more, but suddenly the poor girl couldn't breathe. An oppressive aura, engulfing the room..

"i see.. Take Sebas with you and make sure this...incident is dealt with. Contact me as soon as my godson is safe. You're not to leave him for any reason"

As quickly as it had come, the pressure vanished.

"Of course, lady Romanov. What of the ministry?."

"I trust you both to handle it. Go."..

This was worse than they thought. What was reported a a small group of people. Was actually multiple groups. All in all Arthur could count forty.

The last time the weaseley patriarch saw numbers like this was thirteen years ago..

" dad. What's the plan?" the voice of his oldest son shook him from his thoughts. Right, fight now, think later.

"Bill. You circle the edge of the camp. Stop them from getting to the forest. Ward it off. Charles. You me and percy will help the aurors contain this. Percy stay close to me just in case."

No one questioned him, the two oldest hadn't seen their father like this, this serious since the war.

"let's go!"

The *fwoosh*of another tent burning brought forth another round of jeering and laughter.

Forgot about us did they? Think themselves safe? Bah! - run while you can little sheep.. The fun has only just begun..

As if on queue, a piercing scream rent the air, making him smile behind his mask..

As their group crowded around. The new grunt flicked his wand again, causing another shrill scream.. And then before anyone could say or do anything about it.. There was a hand around his throat

"good evening. Sebas, find the young master. Allow me to clean up this filth. And remember that his friends are probably with him"

The man held in her grip gasped for air, eyes popping comically. Her seemingly red eyes boring into him

"do be quick. And try to keep the blood off of yourself. Would you? You cannot meet the young master covered in viscera. Anna"

Chuckling Anna began to squeeze. "certainly not."

"enjoy yourself then" the man, Sebas said, before turning and walking away from the soon to be bloodbath.

Smirking himself as he heard a popping sound.. And a scream.

"bloody hell!" Ron looked around nervously "that sounded.."

"painful? Terrifying?" Harry suggested. The trip had all heard the screaming. And all three had silently agreed to stay put and do nothing.. At all.

"y'know when I invited you both I had a happier time in mind." Ron said grimly

"yeah if I wanted to hide in the dark while people were being tortured I'd have stayed at the Dursleys.." Harry muttered..

.. Suddenly everything went quiet, all sound seem to cease, and then, from a nearby clearing, they heard someone say

"Morsmordre!"

The trio watched as a green spell flew high into the sky before coalescing into somthing..

Then he realised it was a colossal skull, comprised of what looked like emerald stars, with a serpent protruding from its mouth like a tongue. As they watched, it rose higher and higher, blazing in a haze of greenish smoke, etched against the black sky like a new constellation.

"bloody hell" Ron gasped, face pale.

what? What is that thing?"

" his mark. You-know-who's mark Harry. We should get out of here-"

Understanding slapped Harry in the face like a punch from his uncle.. The people attacking out there, tormenting the camp.. They were Voldemorts people. His followers.

However, before he could even think to listen to hermiones advice. The three of them were thrown to the ground. Just in time too, as a group of people suddenly surrounded them and cast red spells with shout of

"stupify!"

"who the hell are you?! Did you do that?!"

Looking up from his spot on the ground, Harry saw an old man standing over them.

Seemingly ignoring the wizard shouting at him, the old man ever so gently, helped Harry back to his feet.

"I apologise, young master. I did not have the time to cushion you or your friends fall." the mans voice was oddly reassuring to Harry, deep yet soft.

"no problem.. Uhm.. Sorry but who are you?"

"my name is Sebas, young master. Lady Romanov sent us to see to your safety..

Omake

on a beach in the Bahamas. Sirius Black lay on a beach towel, in nothing but a red and gold speedo. Tanning himself.

Until he is suddenly interrupted by the buzzing of his enchanted mirrior..

"mooney, unless the world is ending I don't care, I'm on holiday." he said, eyes still closed.

"holiday? Sirius you're on the run."

"Same thing, I'm still on a beach " Sirius laughed

"well you're probably going to be pissed at my news then" remus gulped.

"what's wrong? Is it Harry? Is the world ending?.. Shit, did my mother come back to life... I knew I should have used more holy water.."

"its worse"

The convict frowned. "what's worse than my mum?"

"Natalia is back"

"fuck..."