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Alright, starting movie 4.
Just wondering what do you all thing Fiona's Patronus would be? It's based on personality and what their animagus form would be. (Like how James was a stag and so was his patronus) I don't wanna use something that another character has though (So none of the following: Stag, Horse, Otter, Dog, Bunny, Cat, Beetle). Let me know what you think hers should/would be(and why).
Didn't reread this a bunch of times like I normally do cause it's 5:22am X.x so sorry for mistakes, I'll fix them in the actual morning.
"I'll wake Harry and you get Ron?" Fiona suggested as she and Hermione went up the stairs in the burrow to the room the boys were staying in. Hermione nodded.
"Alright." The two entered the boy's room, Hermione holding a lit candle. Harry was tossing and turning in his sleep and seemed in pain.
"Harry!" Both girls rushed over to his bed. "Harry." Fiona put her hand on his arm. He woke with a gasp and was flustered, still panicking. "Harry, it's okay. You're okay." She said quickly.
"Are you alright?" Hermione asked. Harry grabbed his glasses.
"Hermione." Harry said. "Bad dream. When did you get here?"
"Just now. You?" Hermione asked as she put the candle down on the bedside table next to Ron's bed.
"Fiona and I got here last night." Harry said. Hermione went over to Ron's bed.
"Wake up. Wake up Ronald!" she said. Ron woke up and covered himself with his blanket.
"Bloody hell." Ron said.
"Honestly. Get dressed, and don't go back to sleep." Hermione said. She turned to see Ron closing his eyes. "Come on Ron! Your mother says breakfast's ready." Hermione left. Fiona turned to Harry who was rubbing his scar.
"Are you alright?" she asked. Harry nodded. Fiona turned to Ron who had put his head back down. She shook her head before grabbing his covers and pulling them off.
"Hey!" he squeaked as he attempted to grab them back and cover himself.
"Get up." Fiona said tossing them onto his bed before leaving the room.
"She's worse than Hermione sometimes." Ron muttered. Fiona poked her head back in making him jump.
"I heard that." She said with a frown. "Up." She said before finally going downstairs.
"Bloody hell." Ron said. He looked to Harry who was chuckling quietly. "Shut up."
…
After breakfast everyone left the house and followed Arthur.
"Ron, where are we actually going?" Harry asked as they entered the woods.
"Dunno." Ron said. "Hey Dad! Where are we going?" Ron called ahead to him.
"Haven't the foggiest, keep up!" Arthur said called back.
"Arthur!" A man shouted as he approached them with a walking stick. "It's about time son."
"Sorry Amos. Some of us had a bit of a sleepy start." Arthur said just as Ron yawned. "This is Amos Diggory everyone, he works with me at the ministry." Suddenly a brown haired boy jumped down out of nowhere. "And this strapping young lad must be Cedric, am I right?" Arthur asked as the two shook hands.
"Yes sir." The boy said. Hermione, Ginny and Fiona shared a look. He looked at everyone else. "This way." Everyone started to follow him.
"Merlin's beard, you must be Harry Potter." Amos said.
"Yes sir." Harry said.
"Great, great pleasure." Amos said. They shook hands.
"Pleasure to meet you too sir." Harry said.
…
The group headed up a hill as the sun began to rise.
"Yes, it's, uh, just over there." Amos said. "Shall we?" The group headed to a boot at the top of the hill. "We don't want to be late. Come on. Nearly there now. Get yourself into a good position." Everyone stood in a circle before putting their hands on the boot
"Why are they all standing around that manky old boot?" Harry asked.
"That isn't just any old manky boot mate." Fred said.
"It's a portkey." George said.
"Time to go!" Amos called.
"What's a 'portkey'?" Harry asked.
"Ready? After three!" Amos said. "One, two…"
"Harry!" Arthur shouted seeing Harry wasn't touching the boot. Harry quickly grabbed the boot.
"Three!" Suddenly everyone was flying up into the air, spinning. A few of the kids screamed. The scenery changed and a few laughed.
"Let go, kids!" Arthur shouted.
"What?!" Hermione exclaimed.
"Let go!" They did as they were told and screamed as they let go. Harry, Fiona, Hermione and the young Weasleys crashed to the ground with a thump while Arthur, Amos and Cedric came down more gracefully.
"I bet that cleared your sinuses, eh?" Amos asked. "Total shambles, as per usual." Cedric helped Harry to his feet.
"Thanks." He said. They walked across the field and up a hill to see a massive crowd gathered and cheering, tents were set up all over. A few people were flying around on brooms.
"Go on, look at that!" Amos said.
"Well kids, welcome to the Quidditch World Cup!" Arthur said. They walked into the crowd and took in the sights. Music was playing and people fly about overhead on brooms. "Stay together! Keep up, girls!"
"Look!" Hermione pointed.
"Come on. Keep up, girls!" Arthur called again since the girl's were at the back of the group. A man on a broom flew too close making the group duck.
"Blimey! Parting of the ways, I think old chap." Amos said. "See you at the match." The two shook hands.
"See you at the match." Arthur pat Cedric on the back. "Cedric"
"Ced, come on." Amos said.
"See you later, Cedric." Fred said. Amos and Cedric walk off.
"Ah!" They approached a small tent. "Home sweet home."
"What?" Harry asked as everyone went into the tent. The inside was many times bigger than the outside. Harry pulled back the tent flap and looked in.
"Ah, Excellent!"
"Ginny look!" Hermione said as the girl's entered a section of the tent with three beds, just for the girls.
"Girls, choose a bunk and unpack. Ron, get out of the kitchen we're all hungry."
"Yeah get out of the kitchen Ron." The twins said.
"Feet off the table." Arthur said.
"Feet off the table." They took their feet off the table but put them back on as soon as Arthur had walked past.
"I love magic." Harry said with a huge smile.
Later on that night the group found their seats in the large stadium.
"Blimey Dad, how far up are we?" Ron asked.
"Well, put it this way:" Lucius Malfoy said. The group looked down to see him and Draco walking below them. "if it rains... you'll be the first to know." Draco laughed.
"Father and I are in the minister's box, by personal invitation of Cornelius Fudge himself." he said.
"Don't boast Draco." Lucius said before hitting Draco in the chest with the end of his cane. "There's no need with these people." Draco rubbed his chest and looked up to see Fiona. His mouth fell open like he wanted to say something but his father reached his cane over and put it on Harry's foot, stopping him from walking away. "Do enjoy yourself won't you. While you can." He said before taking his cane off and walking away. Fiona looked down at Draco as the rest of the group turned away. Harry grabbed her arm gently and pulled her with him. "Draco." Lucius said bringing his attention from the girl. When he looked back she was gone.
…
The ceremonies began. Balloons flew and fireworks went off as the crowd cheered.
"Come on up, take your seats."Amos called. "I told you these seats would be worth waiting for."
"Come on!" George shouted. "Ha ha!"
"Whoa!" Ron looked out.
"Whoo-hoo-hoo!" Ginny called.
"It's the Irish!" Fred shouted. "There's Troy!"
"And Mullet!" George shouted.
"And Moran!" Five green and white figures flew through the air on their brooms leaving a colored trail behind them. A glittering leprechaun appeared in the sky and started dancing. Everyone was excited. Harry noticed Fiona hugging herself.
"Are you alright?" he asked. She nodded. "I know you don't like heights." He said putting his arm around her and rubbing her shoulder.
"I'm okay."
"Here come the Bulgarians!" George shouted.
"Ha ha, yes!" Fred shouted. The leprechaun exploded as five red figures this time flew through it. One of them performed a stunt on his broom.
"Who's that?" Ginny asked.
"That, sis, is the best Seeker in the world." Fred said. The seeker appeared on the large screen. The crowd began to chant 'Krum, Krum, Krum'.
"Krum!" The Weasley boys shouted. Viktor Krum waved to the crowd.
"Good evening!" Fudge said over the announcements. "As Minister for Magic, it gives me great pleasure to welcome each and every one of you to the final of the 422nd Quidditch World Cup. Let the match begin!"
Later on after the game in the tent.
"Krum Krum! Krum-Krum-Krum!" Harry and Ron chanted. "Krum Krum! Krum-Krum-Krum!"
"Doo-doo-doo-doo-" Fred and George were dancing as the other boys chanted.
"There's no one like Krum." Ron said.
"Krum?" Fred asked.
"Dumb Krum?" George asked.
"He's like a bird the way he rides the wind." The twins pretended to fly around, flapping their arms. "He's more than an athlete,"
"Dumb Krum!" The twins said throwing a flag over Ron.
"He's an artist." Ron said.
"Think you're in love, Ron." Gunny said smiling up at him.
"Shut up." Ron said.
"Viktor I love you!" George sang.
"Viktor I do!" Fred sang. Harry joined in.
"When we're apart my heart beats only for youuu!" The three sang.
"Sounds like the Irish have got their pride on." Fred said hearing pops from outside. George and Ron were having a pillow fight. Arthur ran in.
"Stop! Stop it! It's not the Irish." He said. "We've gotta get out of here. Now!" Everyone left the tent and realized that people were screaming.
"Get out, it's the Death Eaters!" a man shouted.
"Get back to the portkey everybody, and stick together!" Arthur shouted. "Fred! George! Ginny is your responsibility! Go!" Harry looked around with wide eyes as he pulled on his jacket.
"Harry!" Hermione shouted. Harry grabbed Fiona's arm and they ran after her. Some figures in pointed hoods carrying flaming torches were walking across the campsite chanting ominous noises. The crowd was panicked and rushing all over.
"Keep up, you lot!" George shouted. The crowd was pushing and shoving, quickly separating Fiona from the group.
"Harry!" Fiona shouted.
"Fiona!" He reached for her but soon he was pushed in a third direction.
"Harry!" Hermione shouted. Harry had no choice but to run. He tripped and tried to crawl on the ground but ended up getting kicked in the face and knocked unconscious. Fiona tried her best to get back to the others; she hadn't see Harry get separated as well.
"Harry!" Fiona screamed. "Hermione!" she was pushed to the ground with a yelp. Suddenly someone grabbed her arm and pulled her up. She immediately went to pull her arm away but the person held on tight.
"Fiona!" she looked up.
"Draco?"
"Where are the others?! Why aren't you with them?!" he shouted.
"I-I don't-!" she shook her head frantically.
"Come on!" he quickly pulled her up.
"W-What are you doing here?"
"Looking for you, idiot!" he shouted. "You think I trusted Potter and those blood traitors to keep you safe?!" Fiona let him pull her along, away from danger. "How did you get here? Apparate? Portkey?"
"P-Portkey!"
"Where?"
"I-…"
"Where?!" Fiona pointed in the direction of the hill they'd climbed on the way over from the portkey. "Okay, you keep running! You don't stop till you find the others!"
"W-What about you?"
"Never mind me, just go!"
"But-"
"GO!" he pushed her in the direction of the hill and she started running.
She found Hermione and Ron towards the edge of the chaos.
"Fiona!" Hermione shouted. "You're okay!"
"Where's Harry?" Ron asked.
"Harry?" Fiona asked as her eyes widened.
"You both got separated!" Hermione shouted.
"We have to go find him!" Ron shouted. The three ran back into the chaos to look for Harry.
…
Once the fires had died out and everyone was gone suddenly something exploded in the sky. A large skull with a snake coming out of it.
"Harry! Where are you?!" Ron shouted.
"Harry!" Hermione shouted. They saw him standing in the middle of the wreckage of the burned tents.
"Been looking for you for ages. Thought we lost you." Ron said.
"What is that?" Harry asked looking up at the green imagine in the sky. He grunted and put a hand to his scar. There was a thud and they turned to see they were surrounded. They all ducking in time as six wizards fired at them.
"Stupefy!"
"Stop!" Arthur shouted as he ran over. "That's my son!" Arthur ran to the four. "Ron, Fiona, Harry, Hermione, are you alright?"
"Came back for Harry." Ron said.
"Which of you conjured this?" Barty Crouch Sr. asked pointing his wand at the four.
"Crouch, you can't possi-"
"Do not lie!" Crouch shouted. "You have been discovered at the scene of the crime!"
"Crime?" Harry asked.
"Barty, they're just kids." Arthur said.
"What crime?" Harry asked.
"It's the Dark Mark, Harry." Hermione whispered. "It's his mark."
"Voldemort?" Harry asked. "Those people tonight, in the masks... they're his too aren't they? His followers."
"Yeah." Arthur nodded. "Death Eaters."
"Follow me." Crouch said.
"Um, there was a man. Before. Uh, there!" Harry said pointing.
"All of you, this way!" Crouch shouted before leading the wizards in the direction Harry pointed.
"A man, Harry?" Arthur asked. "Who?"
"I dunno. I didn't see his face." Harry said. Fiona stared up at the image in the sky. Harry came up to her and put an arm around her when he saw she was shivering.
The four were seated on the train. Hermione was reading the daily prophet that had a picture of the Dark Mark on the front page.
"Anything from the trolley? Anything from the trolley?" They heard a lady calling. Ron quickly put the book he was looking at down as he pulled out some money. The lady appeared at their door. "Anything from the trolley dears?"
"Packet of Drooble's and a liquorice wand." Ron said as he stood. She handed him the packet and he saw he didn't have enough money. "On second thought, j-just the Drooble's."
"It's alright I'll get it." Harry said. "Don't worry."
"Just the Drooble's. Thanks." Ron said handing the lady the money before sitting down. Cho Chan walked up to the trolley.
"Two pumpkin pasties please." She said. Harry and Cho looked at each other and smiled.
"Thank you." Cho said. She and her friend behind her giggled before leaving.
"Anything sweet for you dear?" The lady asked.
"Oh, no, thank you I'm not hungry." Harry said.
"This is horrible." Hermione said. "How can the ministry not know who conjured it? Isn't there any security or-?"
"Loads, according to Dad." Ron said. "That's what worried them so much. Happened right under their noses." Hermione noticed Harry rubbing his head.
"It's hurting again, isn't it? She asked. "Your scar."
"I'm fine." Harry said with a slight smile as he shook his head.
"You know Sirius will want to hear about this. What you saw at the world cup, and the dream." Hermione said. Harry looked out the window before getting out a piece of paper and a quill. He wrote out a letter before giving it to Hedwig and sending her out the window.