AN: Here's my new chapter. Hope you guys like it. Review and let me know if there is anything specific you want in the story. And ideas or suggestions would be amazing. Tootles!
"Cedric gave you a kiss!" asked Hermione and Ginny together.
"Shhh…It was a goodnight kiss," whispered Christianna, trying to make them calm down. All three of them sat in their own private room of the tent, still fully clothed, excited and in no way tired.
"This is huge, Chris," said Ginny excitedly.
"Oh come on, like Cedric Diggory would ever want to date little Miss Christianna Greenwood. I am nothing compared to all the other girls who practically throw themselves at his feet every day. Have you seen Cho Chang? I heard that she fancied him, and she's a Seeker and incredibly beautiful." said Christianna.
"I think otherwise, and I've never liked Cho," said Ginny.
"Yeah, you have so much more to offer him than Cho. Plus, the way he was looking at you tonight was more than just a friendly stare," Hermione said.
"I…" began Christianna, but a loud noise from outside cause all of them to look up.
"What the bloody hell was that?" asked Christianna.
"Sounds like the Irish have got their pride on," laughed Ginny.
Another loud boom echoed through the night air. The girls could hear Mr. Weasley run past their room and open the tent flap.
"Merlin's beard…" he whispered. The girls looked at each other with fearful faces.
"Children, get up! We need to leave now!" yelled Mr. Weasley. One by one, they all poured out of their rooms, wide awake.
"Dad, what is it?" asked Ron.
"Deatheaters…" he hissed. All the kids looked frantically around. "And they have Mr. Roberts and his family dangling up in the air unconscious." Mr. Roberts was the kind Muggle who checked them into the camping grounds.
"What are we going to do, Dad?" asked George.
"All of you are going to head for the woods. It'll be safe there. Fred, George; Ginny is your responsibility! Go, NOW!" he yelled, before running out of the tent, wand at the ready. They all looked at each other. Ginny was crying, and ran over to Fred. Harry and Ron came over to Hermione and Christianna and gathered them up in a big hug.
"Come on guys," Christianna said, breaking from the circle. "We need to go, now! Deatheaters won't care if we're children or not. They do not discriminate between their victims…" They all nodded, and exited the tent, hands on their wands.
They were soon swept up in a mob of people, all trying to find loved ones and escape. Before Christianna knew what was happening, the Weasleys, Hermione, and Harry were nowhere to be seen. She was pulled along by the crowd, and frantically searched for anyone she knew. Hot tears stung her eyes, and streamed down her face. Christianna panicked. Everywhere she looked, there was smoke and burning tents, frantic people running for their lives, and chaos. She was lost in the crowd. A strong hand gripped her shoulder, spinning her around. She looked up into kind grey eyes laced with concern.
"Cedric!" she gasped.
"Come on, we need to get out of here," he said. His strong hand grabbed hers, and together they ran for the woods. Branches grabbed at them, leaving scratches everywhere. The darkness threatened to swallow them, but they continued to run. Not until the woods were silent did they stop. Looking around, they saw a few running shadows of wizards looking for friends or family.
"What now?" Christianna said through heavy breathing. Cedric looked around.
"There," he said, pointing towards a clump of bushes. They hid in the bushes, undercover and unseen. Christianna's face was cut and tear stained. She sat, blankly staring out into the darkness. She felt strong arms around her, pulling her into a warm embrace. Cedric brought Christianna into his arms, and together they huddled against the roots of a large tree. Christianna laid her head on his chest, eyes closed.
"Chris, are you ok?" he asked quietly. She smiled into his shirt, which smelled of cotton and cologne.
"As good as I can be…how did you find me?"
"With my eyes…" he teased. She laughed a bit.
"Why were they here?" she whispered, suddenly frightened again, heart pounding.
"I don't know…" he whispered back. "Shhh…it's all right now…" he said, trying to soothe her. His hand gently rubbed her back. She closed her eyes and listened to his heartbeat. Soon, she was asleep in his arms.
The dark sky was filled with nothing but stars. Suddenly, out of the darkness, a green light shot up out of the forest. The light grew into a skull and out of the mouth sprouted a snake. The Dark Lord's mark hovered in the sky for all to see and fear.
They all sat in the great hall…silent. The room was filled with an impatient anxiety. Her eyes rested on an ornate box seated at the head of the hall. The box was opened and there sat a giant wooden cup. Blue flames sprouted from its wide brim, filling the entire hall with an eerie glow.
"Chris…Chrissy, wake up…" said a warm voice. She slowly opened her eyes, to find that she was not alone. Cedric was there, still holding her, but there were others as well. She sat up quickly, to find relief when friendly faces met her gaze.
"Are you guys alright?" asked Harry.
"Yeah…I found Chris and we came in here. No harm done," replied Cedric.
"And you guys?" squeaked Christianna.
"We're fine. Heard some strange voices, and that happened…" Hermione said, a trace of fear in her voice, pointing upward. All five pairs of eyes raised to look at the sky. A giant skull with a snake sprouting from its mouth glowed green in the sky. Christianna was instantly struck with terror, and gasped.
"That's his mark…" she hissed.
"Yeah, and we got blamed for it…the Ministry showed up…long story…Dad'll be wondering where we are…" said Ron. She began to tremble.
"Chrissy, what is it?" said Cedric quietly, looking at Christianna with a look of sincere concern.
"They're starting again…" she said, her voice quivering.
"What's starting?" asked Cedric.
"My dreams. I've always had dreams…Dumbledore told me they are visions of the future…I just had one, of the Dark Mark appearing…and something else…a goblet, with blue flames…" she said, scared.
"You need to talk to Dumbledore, when we get back to school," said Hermione. Christianna nodded. A twig snapped nearby, making all of them jump.
"Sorry 'bout that kids. Didn't mean to scare you," said Arthur Weasley. "You wandered off, and I came looking. Blimey, Chris and Cedric! Wondered were you two went. Glad to see that you're safe. Come on kids…we best get a'movin. Need to get an early Portkey. Your mother will be worried sick." They all got up and followed Mr. Weasley out of the woods.
Cedric kept a protective arm around Christianna, who was still shaken from her dream.
"Thank-you again," she said shyly, when they had to part ways.
"You're welcome…are you still upset about the Mark?" he asked quietly. She nodded. He gave her a hug, strong arms wrapped around her.
"Don't worry…it's alright now…" he whispered soothingly.
"Come on, Ced. I got us a Portkey!" yelled Amos Diggory.
"Coming, Dad!" replied Cedric. He looked down at Christianna, gave her one last hug, and said, "I'll see you on the train, then?" She smiled.
"Of course," was the reply. He flashed a bright grin, and they parted ways.
Christianna's deep brown eyes stared blankly out at the foggy world beyond the train. Beneath the surface of those two coffee tinted windows, a wide range of emotions whirled past; excitement, anxiety, sadness, confusion, fear. She had had no further dreams since the World Cup, but the fact that she had had them unsettled her. The door to her compartment opened and closed. Looking up, she found Hermione looking at her with concern on her face.
"Chrissy…what is wrong? You haven't said one word since you boarded the train."
"It's my dreams…" she said quietly. Hermione sat opposite her.
"You haven't had any more?" she asked anxiously.
"No, but the fact that I had them…it's not a good sign. Ever since Harry came, I've had them. They've always been omens for dark activities. Remember your first year, I had one of a man with two faces…" she began.
"Quirrel…" Hermione said.
"And second year…of spiders and snakes…" continued Christianna,
"Aragog and the basilisk…"
"And last year, of a dark dusty house, with paw prints everywhere…"
"The Shrieking Shack, and Sirius Black," said Hermione. "Well, you'll have to talk to Dumbledore as soon as you can, and see if there is anything he can do to help."
A knock sounded at the door. Both girls looked up, to see bright smiling faces peering in at them, none other than Harry Potter and Ron Weasley. They came into the room, but stopped short.
"Are you guys ok? You seem a bit tense," said Harry, looking from Hermione to Christianna.
"Yeah, we're fine. Just talking about girl stuff, you wouldn't understand," Hermione replied.
"Naw, we prolly woun't," mumbled Ron, who was munching on a chocolate frog. Soon, Christianna forgot her anxieties and joined her friends in laughing and talking about their summers.
"I'm going to go find the trolley. I'm getting fair thirsty," said Christianna, still laughing from a joke Ron had told about a troll and a hippogriff. She got up, and was soon making her way down the hallway, following the smells of pumpkin spice and licorice. She caught up to the trolley and helped herself to a rather large cup of pumpkin juice. She turned around to make her way back to the cabin, when she almost ran into a rather tall male.
"Easy there, Chris. Don't want to spill anything," teased a deep voice. Looking up, she found herself staring into two deep gentle grey eyes.
"Cedric! I was wondering when I'd see you," she said through a wide smile.
"Oh, you can never escape me," he teased, tweaking her nose.
"I thought you were up with the other Prefects?" she asked.
"I was, but then I came to see you. Told you I would see you on the train, didn't I?" he said, laughter in his voice.
"So you did. Here, do want some juice?" she asked, offering him her cup.
"Well, thank you," he said, as he took a sip.
"You're welcome…so…how was the rest of your summer?" she inquired. Soon, the two of them were linked arm in arm, walking down the corridor towards their cabin, laughing all the way.
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