The match was surely one not to be forgotten. Just as Fred and George had
predicted, Krum caught the snitch but the Irish had won the game. The two
teams paraded into the box, Bulgarians slouched over and Irish with heads
held high. Marissa watched as the players passed her, occasionly catching
one of their eyes. After the box had been emptied of the two teams, the
rest of the occupants also began to make their way back to the camps. Fred
and George Weasley made their way towards Marissa, their money bags
weighing them down.
"What the heck?"said Marissa watching them waddle over to her.
"We made a bet with Bagman. We won,"said George proudly.
"Really...,"said Marissa arching an eyebrow."And what exactly do you plan to do with all that money?"
"Why put it towards our joke shop of course. We'll need money to make more products and we're going to want a nice building to set up shop,"said Fred leading her down the stairs."Just don't tell our Mum we were gambling."
"My lips are sealed." They made their way down the numerous flights of stairs and then parted at the base to head back to the tents.
Crowds of people were flowing out of the stadium loudly celebrating the victory. As she passed through the camp, there were sounds of glasses clanging together. People were dancing and shouting all around. The Bulgarian supporters however, quietly retreated to their tents to avoid the noise. It was a while before they made it back to their tent, but when they did, Oliver and his family were among the many celebrating.
"They won Marissa they won!!!!!" He shouted at the top of his lungs as a few of his friends started to crowd around him.
Marissa laughed and was quickly whisked into a circle of dancing when some of her friends came to visit her at the tent. They dance for hours and when her feet felt like they had had enough, Marissa sat down away from the crowd and pulled off her shoes.
"Feet starting to ache a bit?" Oliver came and sat down next to her, also pulling off his shoes.
"Just a little,"she said with a yawn.
"You want to go for a walk?" Marissa had been staring into fire, her eyelids ready to give when they shot open and she sat straight up.
"What's wrong?" said Oliver taking her arm.
"Nothing...I just...I just felt...strange," she rubbed her eyes and looked back into the fire. It felt like something had taken over her body when Oliver asked to go for a walk. It felt almost like a warning, that they shouldn't be going anywhere.It didn't hurt and she didn't feel sick. Just like something had brought her upright and more aware of her surroundings. She looked over at Oliver and decided not to tell him this.
"I bet your just tired,"he said pulling her closer to him. "Just layback and sleep for a little while. I'll wake you when your aunt and brother get back." Without any protest, she rested her head on his shoulder and buried her face in his neck. He wrapped his sweater around her and he too was soon fast asleep holding Marissa in his arms...
Hours later Marissa had fallen into a deep sleep. Clouds began to swirl in her mind. She heard people, faint voices off in the distance. Their voices quickly became louder. They were shouting and running. Soon she heard young children screaming and crying. The voices were getting louder, closer. She still couldn't see anyone just gray clouds of mist swirling around her. Closer and closer they crept. Louder and louder until...
"Marissa! Get up! Now!" once again her eyes snapped open. Oliver was shaking her furiously, her shoes in her lap.
"Put them on. Now! We have to get out of here." His voice was full of force as if he were directing his team in a Quidditch match. She quickly slipped on her sneakers and hoisted herself to her feet. Oliver grabbed her hand and they began to run.
"What's going on?" she yelled. The scene was utter chaos. People were screaming and running towards the woods. Just like in her dream. She could see ministry workers flying past her in the opposite direction. She turned to look back but she was suddenly jerked forward.
"No time to explain! We need to get into the woods! NOW!" She turned to look back once again. There was a huge assembly of witches and wizards moving through the camp, all illuminated by an eerie green light . But, she could not recognize any of them. They were all hooded and masked, wands pointed towards the sky. She looked up and saw for bodies, Muggles, suspended in the air, being controlled by the hooded figures like puppets.
"Here. I need to stop here,"Oliver came to a hault and leaned on a tree trying to catch his breath. Marissa looked back at the camp through the branches.
"That's horrible,"she said as the death eaters toyed and played with their captives.
"Tell me about it. Just like them, to start something like that here. Why if I could get my hands on one of them I'd..."His voice trailed off. There was a look of revenge into his eyes.
"Oliver, calm down. There's nothing you can do right now. The ministry's taking care of it."Then Marissa thought of her aunt.
"O God. My aunt. And Gavin. Oliver did you see them? Before I woke up, did you see them run into the forest?"There was panic brewing in her voice. She looked at the dark figures rushing past her trying to make out Flo or her brother.
"I'm sure they're fine. We'll find them as soon as this whole thing is over. It looks like they're moving closer. We better keep moving."He took her hand and they followed the trail.
"Let's stop here,"said Marissa after about ten more minutes. She wrapped Oliver's sweatshirt tightly around her as he played with a twig. Then, out of nowhere, there were screams from a clearing not to far from them.
"Holy crap,"Marissa looked up to see a ghastly green light shooting into the sky. Oliver quickly siezed her arm and pulled her behind large tree.
She threw her arms around his neck and tucked her head underneath his chin. She had never been so scared in her life. Her eyes were slammed shut and she could hear people running and yelling all around them. Then, as quickly as it came, everything stopped. The area seemed to quiet down.
Marissa opened one eye and felt Oliver's body relax.
"Is it over?"she asked quietly.
"What the heck?"said Marissa watching them waddle over to her.
"We made a bet with Bagman. We won,"said George proudly.
"Really...,"said Marissa arching an eyebrow."And what exactly do you plan to do with all that money?"
"Why put it towards our joke shop of course. We'll need money to make more products and we're going to want a nice building to set up shop,"said Fred leading her down the stairs."Just don't tell our Mum we were gambling."
"My lips are sealed." They made their way down the numerous flights of stairs and then parted at the base to head back to the tents.
Crowds of people were flowing out of the stadium loudly celebrating the victory. As she passed through the camp, there were sounds of glasses clanging together. People were dancing and shouting all around. The Bulgarian supporters however, quietly retreated to their tents to avoid the noise. It was a while before they made it back to their tent, but when they did, Oliver and his family were among the many celebrating.
"They won Marissa they won!!!!!" He shouted at the top of his lungs as a few of his friends started to crowd around him.
Marissa laughed and was quickly whisked into a circle of dancing when some of her friends came to visit her at the tent. They dance for hours and when her feet felt like they had had enough, Marissa sat down away from the crowd and pulled off her shoes.
"Feet starting to ache a bit?" Oliver came and sat down next to her, also pulling off his shoes.
"Just a little,"she said with a yawn.
"You want to go for a walk?" Marissa had been staring into fire, her eyelids ready to give when they shot open and she sat straight up.
"What's wrong?" said Oliver taking her arm.
"Nothing...I just...I just felt...strange," she rubbed her eyes and looked back into the fire. It felt like something had taken over her body when Oliver asked to go for a walk. It felt almost like a warning, that they shouldn't be going anywhere.It didn't hurt and she didn't feel sick. Just like something had brought her upright and more aware of her surroundings. She looked over at Oliver and decided not to tell him this.
"I bet your just tired,"he said pulling her closer to him. "Just layback and sleep for a little while. I'll wake you when your aunt and brother get back." Without any protest, she rested her head on his shoulder and buried her face in his neck. He wrapped his sweater around her and he too was soon fast asleep holding Marissa in his arms...
Hours later Marissa had fallen into a deep sleep. Clouds began to swirl in her mind. She heard people, faint voices off in the distance. Their voices quickly became louder. They were shouting and running. Soon she heard young children screaming and crying. The voices were getting louder, closer. She still couldn't see anyone just gray clouds of mist swirling around her. Closer and closer they crept. Louder and louder until...
"Marissa! Get up! Now!" once again her eyes snapped open. Oliver was shaking her furiously, her shoes in her lap.
"Put them on. Now! We have to get out of here." His voice was full of force as if he were directing his team in a Quidditch match. She quickly slipped on her sneakers and hoisted herself to her feet. Oliver grabbed her hand and they began to run.
"What's going on?" she yelled. The scene was utter chaos. People were screaming and running towards the woods. Just like in her dream. She could see ministry workers flying past her in the opposite direction. She turned to look back but she was suddenly jerked forward.
"No time to explain! We need to get into the woods! NOW!" She turned to look back once again. There was a huge assembly of witches and wizards moving through the camp, all illuminated by an eerie green light . But, she could not recognize any of them. They were all hooded and masked, wands pointed towards the sky. She looked up and saw for bodies, Muggles, suspended in the air, being controlled by the hooded figures like puppets.
"Here. I need to stop here,"Oliver came to a hault and leaned on a tree trying to catch his breath. Marissa looked back at the camp through the branches.
"That's horrible,"she said as the death eaters toyed and played with their captives.
"Tell me about it. Just like them, to start something like that here. Why if I could get my hands on one of them I'd..."His voice trailed off. There was a look of revenge into his eyes.
"Oliver, calm down. There's nothing you can do right now. The ministry's taking care of it."Then Marissa thought of her aunt.
"O God. My aunt. And Gavin. Oliver did you see them? Before I woke up, did you see them run into the forest?"There was panic brewing in her voice. She looked at the dark figures rushing past her trying to make out Flo or her brother.
"I'm sure they're fine. We'll find them as soon as this whole thing is over. It looks like they're moving closer. We better keep moving."He took her hand and they followed the trail.
"Let's stop here,"said Marissa after about ten more minutes. She wrapped Oliver's sweatshirt tightly around her as he played with a twig. Then, out of nowhere, there were screams from a clearing not to far from them.
"Holy crap,"Marissa looked up to see a ghastly green light shooting into the sky. Oliver quickly siezed her arm and pulled her behind large tree.
She threw her arms around his neck and tucked her head underneath his chin. She had never been so scared in her life. Her eyes were slammed shut and she could hear people running and yelling all around them. Then, as quickly as it came, everything stopped. The area seemed to quiet down.
Marissa opened one eye and felt Oliver's body relax.
"Is it over?"she asked quietly.