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The following morning all thought of bad dreams left Harry's mind as he, Ron, Ginny, Hermione, the twins, followed Mr. Weasley as they hiked through the hills surrounding the Burrow.
"Why do we have to be up so early?" said Ginny, rubbing her eyes.
"We don't want to be late" said Mr. Weasley. "Don't worry it shouldn't be too much further."
"Where exactly are we going?" Harry asked Ron but his friend just shrugged, not having any idea himself.
"We're looking for the Portkey" said Mr. Weasley, having heard Harry's question.
"A Portkey is any randomly enchanted object that transports an individual or group to another specific location." Hermione explained, noticing Harry's confusion over the term.
"So we don't know what it looks like" Harry concluded. Meaning the plan was to keep their eyes open for anything unusual.
"Over here, Arthur! Over here, son! We've got it!" an unfamiliar voice called out.
They stopped searching to see an older looking man standing with a boy about the twins' age. As the group made their way to them, Harry noticed that the man was holding what looked like an old moldy boot.
"Amos" Mr. Weasley greeted. "Everyone this is Amos Diggory. He works for the Department of Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. And I think you know his son, Cedric?"
"Hey" Cedric smiled.
As they waited for the Portkey to activate Mr. Weasley and Mr. Diggory began casual conversation. But Cedric's father was the kind that couldn't resist singing his son's praises and in a sort of roundabout way complimented him saying that Harry had to be an especially talented at flying if he was able to beat Cedric in the Quidditch final the previous year.
After making sure no one else was going to join them Mr. Weasley instructed everyone to touch the Portkey as it whisked them all away to the campground for the Cup.
After getting their campsite from the muggle grounds owner the party setup their tent that much to Harry's amazement had the inside enchanted to be a small apartment equipped with a kitchen, living room, bathroom, and bedroom.
"Would you four go get some water?" Mr. Weasley asked Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny.
As they moved through the campgrounds in search of the well, Harry and Hermione couldn't help but laugh at some of the ridiculous attempts a lot wizards made to dress as muggles.
"Oh man that's just bad" Harry laughed, pointing to a man dressed in a gown with a lampshade on his head.
"I have no idea, where they get the idea that, that's considered normal" said Hermione.
"Well at least we didn't mess up" Ginny said to Ron, causing the siblings to grin at their success at dressing muggle.
"Oh trust me I've seen worse" said a familiar voice.
"Tonks!" they cheered, happy to see their Auror friend.
"Hey guys" Tonks smiled returning the greeting.
"What're you doing here?" asked Ginny.
"Big sporting event like this needs some security. So I volunteered to take the post."
"Doesn't hurt that it's a free chance to see the Cup" Ron grinned.
"No it does not" Tonks agreed. "Too bad Sirius and Remus couldn't get tickets."
"Remus took it ok but I think I caught Sirius trying to duplicate my ticket" Harry finished with a laugh.
"Well I've got to get things ready for when the Minister arrives. See you at the game."
They returned to their tent just in time as Bill, Percy, and Charlie arrived having been able to travel by Apparition. With everyone now together, Mr. Weasley rushed them along as it was finally time to head to the stadium.
Nothing could calm Harry's heart as it threatened to burst from his chest in excitement as they moved through the woods, arriving at the Quidditch stadium. All around them there were booths and decorations dedicated to the Ireland and Bulgarian teams.
Stopping at one such booth Harry bought them all omnioculars, binoculars charmed to allow one to replay actions in the game, including a slow motion feature. Ron had elected to buy a figure of the Bulgarian seeker, Viktor Krum. While Hermione and Ginny spent their money on shamrock hats.
But soon enough they were in their seats, in the Top Box no less. Turning to see if there was anyone else sitting with them, Harry's eyes landed on a familiar looking creature, a house elf, a house elf that was currently shaking like leaf.
"Are you ok?" he asked, approaching the clearly frightened elf.
"A Soul Reaper" the elf gasped, frightening Harry as he looked frantically to see if anyone had heard the elf before sighing in relief that no one heard her.
"Can you please keep quiet about that" Harry whispered. "I'm only a Substitute Soul Reaper and they don't really want their presence known."
"Winky is sorry" the elf said tearfully. "Winky is only surprised to see one of the Balancers."
"Something wrong, Harry?" Ginny asked, as she, Ron, and Hermione came over to see what was wrong. Harry just gestured to the still shaking house elf.
"Are you alright?" asked Hermione, moving to comfort Winky.
"I is not liking heights at all" said Winky. "My master is very busy. Master sends me to the Top Box; master wants me to save him a seat."
Winky gave the edge of the box a frightened glance and covered her eyes. Seeing there was nothing they could do Harry and the others returned to their seats. But Hermione was definitely planning on adding house elves to her plans to promote equality in the magical world.
Time passed and more people began to enter the box, including the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge alongside the Bulgarian Minister. Fudge had tried to introduce the man to Harry, but he didn't seem to understand English, though much to his displeasure the man had no problem identifying Harry's scar.
After that the mood took a turn for the worse as the Malfoy family arrived.
"Ah Cornelius" Lucius greeted, holding out his hand to the Minister. "How are you? I don't believe you've met my wife, Narcissa? or our son, Draco?"
"How do you do" said Fudge, smiling and bowing to Mrs. Malfoy. Fudge then introduced the Malfoy head to the Bulgarian Minister. As her husband was busy with the Minister, Narcissa's eyes swept over the rest of the box's occupancies, until they narrowed on Harry.
On his part Harry didn't hesitate to meet the woman's glare. Despite himself Harry had to admit that Mrs. Malfoy like her sister was a regal looking woman. But she lacked the warmth her sister Andromeda possessed ultimately making her resemble a slightly better looking Cruella Deville.
"Mr. Potter" she greeted icily. "I cannot tell you how pleased I am your efforts led to Sirius' freedom."
"Yes it certainly was a great achievement for the restoration of the Noble Black Family" Fudge interjected. "I'm just glad my administration could help right such an injustice."
While Fudge continued to praise himself he failed to notice the icy glares from the Malfoys. Sirius had told Harry that while he was in prison Draco was set to inherit the title of Lord Black along with Malfoy. But now that he was free Sirius was able to disown both Draco and his mother leaving them unable to access any of the Black vaults. The fact that Andromeda and Tonks were restored to the family was just salt on the wound for Narcissa. But what really hurt Draco was the knowledge that Sirius named Harry as his heir to the lordship.
"Why don't we take our seats" said Mr. Malfoy, clearly not wanting to hear more about how the Black vaults were now forever out of his reach.
Once everyone was seated a light haired man dressed in Quidditch robes stepped out into the middle of the field. Ludo Bagman Harry heard Mr. Weasley explain was the Head of the Department of Magical Games and Sports.
"Welcome to the Quidditch World Cup" Bagman announced, his magically amplified voice booming over the crowd. "Today's match features Bulgaria vs Ireland!"
"This looks interesting" said Hermione, thumbing through her program. "It looks like each team will bring out their native mascot to put on a show before the match."
"That does sound pretty cool" Ginny agreed.
"Oh great more waiting" Ron complained, earning himself a glare from the girls making Harry very glad he decided to keep his mouth shut.
"Now without further ado. Let's first introduce the Irish team mascots!"
The next moment a group of leprechauns entered the field, sliding down a rainbow as they threw gold coins into the crowd. The rainbow continued trailing after them as they performed a number of acrobatics forming various shapes including a unicorn, a giant leprechaun, and finally a shamrock.
"An impressive display" Bagman commented. "Now let's see if the Bulgarians can top that…though I don't expect any complaints from our male audience members at least."
"Must be Veela" said Mr. Weasley, covering his ears.
"Veela?" asked Ron but his eyes went wide as the show on the field began and Harry was right behind him. Hermione and Ginny rolled their eyes as the boys began drooling over the beautiful dancing creatures. Honestly it would've been funny if Harry and Ron didn't look like they were about to dive out of the box.
"Oh no you don't" said Hermione, pulling Ron back down to his seat while Ginny did the same for Harry.
"I can make it" Ron said absentmindedly.
"Need to do something impressive" Harry muttered. "I know I'll bring some Hollows and-"
"-And that's enough of that" Nakatsukasa declared from within Harry's inner world.
The next thing Harry knew he was hit with the most splitting headache, jerking in his seat from the impact as his zanpakutō forcibly ripped him out of his trance.
The music then stopped and the Veela exited the field much to the male spectators' frustration.
"W-what happened" asked Harry.
"Veela" Ginny said simply. Harry wasn't sure but he could've sworn he heard Nakatsukasa sighing in the back of his mind.
"Now let the games begin!"
The match certainly more than lived up to Harry's expectations ending in an upset with the Ireland team's victory despite the Bulgarian team's star seeker Victor Krum getting the snitch.
After the match the group returned to the Weasley's tent to celebrate. Ron fawned over Krum's skill as a seeker. Fred and George were celebrating their winnings over a bet they made with Bagman. Hermione and Ginny enjoyed teasing the boys over their embarrassing display during the Veela performance. And Harry was just glad to have a quiet night for a change.
Unfortunately, he spoke to soon as the sound of terrified screams could suddenly be heard from outside.
"Sounds like the Irish are having fun" said George.
"It's not the Irish" said Mr. Weasley, running into tent looking shaken. "We have to get out of here now!"
Rushing out of the tent Harry was forced to question his decision to stop Lorene as they caught sight of the muggle campground owner and his family being spun high above the trees. A group of masked hooded wizards laughing and roaring beneath them, a few of them firing a green light.
"That's just sick" Ron muttered.
"We're going to help the Ministry" said Mr. Weasley, referring to himself, Charlie, Percy, and Bill. "You lot get into the woods and stick together."
Fred and George led the way as they ran towards the woods. Only once they reached the trees did they slow as the woods were dark and the constantly bumped into people. But none of that mattered to Harry as he froze in place, squeezing his hands tight enough to draw blood as he struggled to control his temper.
"Harry?" Ginny asked in concern, drawing the attention of Ron and Hermione.
"I can't" Harry growled, gritting his teeth in frustration. "I can't just run away."
It wasn't hard for them to understand where Harry's feelings were coming from. Ron, Hermione, and Ginny had also been effected by the Fullbringer event. But considering how they barely escaped with their lives in one on one (two on one in the Weasley's case) they weren't sure how much help they could be.
"Harry" Hermione said slowly, her mind flashing back to what Dilan said about wizards. "I understand. But there's nothing we can do against all of them."
"But I can do something."
Ignoring his friends' protests, Harry took off running back towards campgrounds. Reaching the tree line, Harry spotted Tonks, Mr. Weasley, Bill, and Charlie doing their best to fight off the masked rioters.
"Harry!" a voice called from behind him, prompting Harry to turn to Hermione, Ron, and Ginny who had chosen to come after him.
"No more regrets" Ron said in explanation. He hadn't forgotten the consequences of his own misuse of magic and wasn't about to add more muggle suffering to his conscience.
When the riot started Tonks couldn't believe her eyes when she spotted them. The dark robes and silver masks could only mean one thing, Death Eaters. It was a relatively small group but the horror from the last war hadn't been forgotten throwing the campgrounds into chaos.
With Fudge being taken care of by his personal bodyguards, Tonks went to work doing her best to stop the masked wizards. Easier said than done for even if the Death Eaters were relatively small in number, they still not only outnumbered her but the panicking civilians running around made it difficult for Tonks to get a shot on them. Even with Hirenkyaku making her just as difficult a target the Death Eaters had one terrible advantage over her: they didn't care about innocents.
And of course the only backup she was getting was from Arthur Weasley and his two oldest sons.
Damn it why can't you ever get backup quick Tonks mentally cursed, wishing that her Auror support would hurry and arrive. And that's when she noticed, a Death Eater break away from the group, changing his target to Mr. Weasley, who was currently distracted with aiding the evacuation of innocent bystanders. "Arthur!"
Hearing Tonks' cry, Mr. Weasley turned around to see the tip of the Death Eater's wand light up with what could only be the sinister glow of the killing curse.
"Avada…ugh!" The Death Eater groaned, as his body was engulfed in a red light completely paralyzed.
Tonks couldn't help but smile as she recognized the source of the Death Eater's misery as Harry's spirit energy. But that's when she realized that not just the one but all the Death Eaters were frozen in place held by the substitute reaper's kidō.
"Expelliarmus!" Tonks and the Weasleys turned to see Ron, Ginny, and Hermione running forward casting the disarming charm and just as she suspected the Metamorphmagus spotted Harry trailing behind them, focusing on making the Death Eaters easy targets for his friends.
By the time the Auror backup arrived it was already over the beaten Death Eaters were all rounded up and ready for pickup. Tonks couldn't help the feeling of smug satisfaction when she pulled off the mask of the Death Eater who tried to kill Arthur, revealing the face of Lucius Malfoy.
As the Aurors went to work securing the area and modifying the muggle victims' memories, Mr. Weasley, Bill, and Charlie went to check on Harry and the others.
"I thought I told you to go with the twins" said Mr. Weasley, sending a look to Fred and George for failing to keep track of their younger siblings and their friends.
"It's my fault Mr. Weasley" said Harry. "I couldn't just leave that muggle family and Ron, Hermione, and Ginny just followed after me."
"Give them a break, Arthur" said Tonks, walking over to join the party. "They did good work."
Mr. Weasley had to admit that was true and eventually decided to drop the subject but only after ringing a promise out the kids that in the future they would be more careful, though knowing Harry, Ron, and Hermione that was easier said than done.
Though he too took great pleasure in seeing Lucius Malfoy being escorted back to the Ministry for questioning.
Let's see you buy your way out of this. But all too soon Arthur's good mood took a nosedive as suddenly everyone looked up into the sky and Mr. Weasley wasn't ashamed to admit he paled at the sight of a sinister skull with a snake protruding from its mouth.
"The Dark Mark" they heard someone whisper fearfully.
"What's the Dark Mark?" asked Harry.
"You-Know-Who's sign" Tonks replied, before rushing into the woods towards where the mark was cast.
Before he could say anything, Mr. Weasley watched as Harry raced off after Tonks leaving Hermione and the rest of the Weasleys to follow alongside the rest of the Ministry men. What they found was far from expected as they laid eyes on an unconscious Winky.
"Winky?" a voice called out, belonging to an older man in a business suit, with parted gray hair and a neatly trimmed mustache.
"That's your house elf isn't it Crouch" said Mr. Diggory. "Bit embarrassing for you isn't it. I mean, Winky is in violation of the Code of Wand Use: no non-human creature is permitted to carry or use a wand.
"This can't be" said Crouch, finding it hard to believe his elf would summon the Dark Mark.
In truth he wasn't the only one to find it hard to believe the little elf would be willing let alone able to cast the spell. But she was the only one found by the Aurors leaving them with nothing else to go on.
"Why don't you wake Winky and see what she has to say" suggested on of the Aurors.
"Ennervate!" Once Crouch cast the spell, Winky awoke and upon seeing the mark burst into tears. "Why did you cast the Dark Mark?"
"I-I is not doing it sir" Winky whimpered.
"Then why were you holding this wand?" the Auror questioned, holding up the wand in question.
"That's my wand" said Harry. "I lost it in the chaos."
"But Auror Tonks reported that you had stunned the criminals" said the Auror, giving Tonks silently asking her to explain.
Tonks was mentally kicking herself for reporting all the details but there had been too many witnesses to ignore protocol. She was about to try and come up with some sort of explanation when Harry decided to speak up.
"It was a family spell" said Harry, surprising all those not in the know about his secret. "My mom passed it down."
Everyone seemed to accept this as it wasn't uncommon for some witches and wizards to develop their own spells. The Aurors then turned their focus back on Winky and things weren't looking good when it was confirmed that Harry's wand was used to conjured the Dark Mark. Though it was ultimately decided that Winky most likely just found the wand after someone else cast the spell. Crouch still decided to fire the elf citing that she had disobeyed his orders to remain at the campsite, ignoring her tears as he gave Winky clothes.
Hermione couldn't help but add the house elves to her growing list of things to improve about the wizarding world but before she could even think about approaching the crying elf, Mr. Weasley decided it was a good time to return to the Burrow before anything else could happen.
As they grabbed onto the portkey to return home, Harry couldn't help but pray that Mrs. Weasley wouldn't hear about their involvement in capturing the Death Eaters. He had the feeling that she wouldn't like that much.
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