Chapter 3

The World Cup.

When Ivy and I got back to our campsite, it was time to head to the stadium for the match.

Mr Weasley, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ivy, Mr Duff, Fred, George and I walked up what I thought was seemingly endless flights of stairs until Ron said something to Mr Weasley.

"Dad, how much further are we going up?" Ron moaned, stopping for a minute to catch his breath.

"Well, put it this way." a cold, snide voice said below us "If it rains, you'll be the first to know."

I spun around behind me. Lucius Malfoy, the father of my friend, Draco (yes, I decided Draco was still going to be my friend) was standing below us, sneering at everyone while tapping his cane.

I blanched. "If Malfoy's here then that means-"

"Father and I are in the Minister's Box." the voice of Draco Malfoy said below me. "By personal invitation of Cornelius Fudge himself!"

I spun around, secretly praying I was hearing things. Sure enough, I wasn't. Draco Malfoy was standing below me and boasting about his seats.

"Don't boast, Draco." Lucius said, prodding Draco with his cane. "There's no need with these people, especially that girl." Lucius added, pointing at me.

"Oh, hell." I groaned, turning away.

"Just ignore them, Hannah." Ivy said.

"Well, nice seeing you, Han." Draco said before I turned around and saw Lucius dragging Draco off.

"Oh, crap." I groaned, staying where I was "I think the crush is back, V." I said.

"No it isn't." Ivy snapped, grabbing my arm and dragging me off.

I turned back and watched Lucius telling Draco off "I think so, V." I said, sighing "It's typical. I had to fall for the womanizer."

By the time we got to our seats, the match had already begun and Draco was pushed from my mind.

Ivy had told me that the teams were allowed to bring mascots indigenous to their homelands to the match, so when Bulgaria's mascots came out, I fought the urge to smack myself in the face.

They were beautiful women with silvery blonde hair and slim bodies and the perfect busts and everything.

It was nauseating. No human girl looked like that. I nearly gagged as they started to dance.

I rolled my eyes the same time as Ivy as the boys in the area, Mr Weasley, Mr Duff and Harry included started drooling.

I walked up to Harry and smacked him over the head "Harry James Potter, stop drooling right this instant!" I ordered.

"Can't help him, Han." Ivy said, putting her face in her right hand "They're Veelas. They drive men wild."

I growled at the thought of those visions of seeming perfection driving Draco wild, but shook it out of my head when Ivy shouted.

"LEPRECHAUNS!"

I gasped and looked down next to the Veela. Tiny green men in cute top hats and red beards were starting to do a proper Irish jig.

"Neat!" I said, sitting at the edge of my seat "I've never seen a leprechaun before." I admitting, suddenly immersed in the leprechauns' dance.

Once the mascots were cleared away and the players were introduced, the match was underway.

"Who are the Irish Chasers?" I asked Ivy when Bulgaria had the Quaffle.

"Mullet, Moran and Troy." Ivy said simply.

"Cool." I said, returning to the match.

Ireland had taken control of the Quaffle, I think it was in Mullet's possession. Mullet passed it to Moran and waited for the chance to pass it to Troy.

"This is so exciting." I said to Ivy when Troy had taken possession.

"That's because you get to watch for once." Ivy pointed out when Troy flew to the Bulgaria Keeper.

"Hey, don't get me wrong. I love to play. But watching's cool too." I said when Troy scored. "YES!" I added, slapping Ivy a high five.

A few minutes after the Ireland goal, Krum took a major dive. I gasped. The Snitch was found!

Man, was I wrong. Krum had pulled back and Ireland's Seeker made a face plant on the ground.

"That shouldn't be legal!" I called out.

"No way, it's brilliant!" Ivy said, turning to me. "It's a clever tactic on Bulgaria's part to get an advantage."

"Come on, Ivy. If Bulgaria has the advantage, then Ireland's chances to win decrease dramatically! I thought you wanted them to win." I said, looking at Ivy shocked.

Ivy shrugged "I do. And they will, even though he's cheating."

I smirked "Yeah. Cheaters never prosper, V." I said, nodding before returning to the match.

A little while later, Krum took another dive…and this time, as the Omnioculars Harry bought me proved, it was for real. The Snitch really had been sought!

I held my breath, praying that the Irish Seeker would get the Snitch, and let it out in a groan when Krum caught it.

"OH MY GOD!" Ivy screamed suddenly. "WE WON, HAN! WE WON!"

I looked up at the scoreboard. And Ivy was right, Ireland had won, and Krum had caught the Snitch.

I screamed "NO WAY!" and wrapped Ivy in a hug. We both jumped up and down screaming our heads off.

"What did I tell you, Ivy?" I asked, pulling off the hug and smirking. "Cheaters never prosper. PARTY IN THE TENTS!" I shouted, filing out.

After a while of partying in the boy's tent (in which Ron got reamed…a lot), there were noises coming from the outside of the tent as Harry, Ivy, Fred, George, Ginny, Mione and I started to sing.

"Viktor, I love you!" I sang (and in a real singing voice for once.)

"Viktor, I do!" the twins sang off key.

"WHEN WE'RE APART MY HEART BEATS ONLY FOR YOU!" Harry, Gin, Mione, Fred, George and I sang together.

"DUMB KRUM!" I shouted, waving my Slytherin Quidditch robes in the air.

"DUMB KRUM!" Fred and George shouted, taking a corner of my robes and waving it, parachute style.

There were a group of screams outside the tent.

"Sounds like the Irish still have their pride on." Fred said, letting go of my robe, which I tucked away.

Mr Weasley came back in "There's a riot outside."

I blinked "What?"

"A riot." Mr Weasley said again "I want you five to stick together. Fred, George, Ginny is your responsibility." Mr Weasley instructed before walking out.

Ivy gasped "My dad!" she shouted, heading for the door of the tent.

"IVY!" I shouted, grabbing her arm "You heard Mr Weasley. We have to stick together."

"But my dad, I'm not sure if he's…" Ivy said, biting her lip.

I smacked her "SNAP OUT OF IT, WOMAN! Your dad is of age, and can do magic. He'll be fine."

Ivy raised her eyebrows when I let her go. "Fine." she said, running out.

I ran out after her "IVY!" I shouted "Where are you going?"

Ivy turned back and grabbed my arm :We need to head into the woods." she explained, dragging me out.

"Ivy I can walk, you know!" I protested as she dragged me into the woods.

When Ivy said we were far enough away, she let me go and I grabbed my side from the run.

"Dude…did we need to run so fast?" I asked, panting.

Ivy nodded and looked around "Crap, where's Harry and them?" Ivy asked me.

I gasped and started deeper into the woods "HARRY!" I screamed "HARRY!"

"Hannah!" Ivy shouted, running after me.

I found Harry with Ron and Hermione, Ivy following right after me.

"You guys ok?" Ivy asked as I clutched my side and glared at my brother.

"Don't scare me like that!" I shouted, belting my brother one over the head.

"Look!" Harry shouted, pointing up at the sky.

There was a big skull in it, with a snake in it's mouth like some sort of tongue.

At that instant, Stunning Spells started flying everywhere.

"What the hell is that!" I screamed, pointing to the sky.

"That's my son! THAT'S MY SON!" Mr Weasley shouted, running into the clearing "Hold your fire!"

The Stunners stopped and two men came out.

"Is everyone alright?" Mr Weasley asked.

I nodded "I'm fine. I just got a little shaken by that thing in the sky." I said, pointing to the skull again. "What is it?"

"It's the Dark Mark." Ivy said coldly "It's You-Know-Who's sign. It was a sign of death from when he was in power. I would know…my dad said that when You-Know-Who killed my mum, the Dark Mark was set over the house."

There was a large debate over Harry's wand casting the spell that put the Mark in the sky, which turned out to be one of the men's, Barty Crouch's house elf, Winky who had done it. Winky was sacked that instant.

We were ordered back to bed after that and were scheduled to leave the next morning.

I crawled into my bunk and looked up at the ceiling. The Dark Mark…the Mark of Voldemort…the mark that was hanging over Ivy's house when her mum died.

One thing haunted my dreams that night.

Was the Mark cast over the house when my parents were killed?