1So Much For The Perfect Night

August 28

Last night was supposed to be the coolest night imaginable but of course things had to go wrong. Dad got us tickets to the Quidditch World Cup and had even managed to score a couple for Harry and Hermione. The game was amazing we actually got to see Victor Krum which was the most amazing thing ever. Except for when Fred, George and Ginny all started to tease me about being in love with him. Well we were all in the tent celebrating and goofing off when dad ran in and told us we needed to leave right away. There had been lots of screaming but we assumed it was just the Irish. It wasn't the Irish though it was Death Eaters. They had cast the Death mark.

I can't even really remembered what happened except for running outside and hearing dad scream to Fred and George that they were in charge of Ginny. He ran one way and told the rest of us to go to the portkey. Harry, Hermione and I ran after Fred, George and Ginny but were quickly separated. Fred grabbed Hermione's hand and dragged her while she turned and called for me and Harry. It was just me and Harry but we were soon separated as well. The crowd was going crazy and I lost him. After a few startling moments I spotted Hermione and the rest of the lot.

"Ronald!" Hermione called running towards me. She flung herself on top of me and we were nearly knocked backwards.

"It's ok, I'm fine." I said putting her on the ground.

"Where's Harry?" Ginny asked timidly.

"I dunno, we got separated in the crowd.

"We've got to find him." Hermione shrieked.

"No we should stay here, I'm sure he'll be fine." Fred said putting a hand on her shoulder.

"We can't leave him out there." Hermione said indignantly walking back towards the tents.

"Hermione!" we all called after her.

"She's right, I can't leave my best mate." I said running after her.

Hermione and I walked through the tents in silence for about ten minutes before we found him.

"Harry!" Hermione hugged him, "We've been looking everywhere for you."

"Are you guys ok?" Harry asked rubbing his forehead.

"We're fine, everyone's back by the portkey." I told him. We were about to go when a flash of light whizzed passed my head. The three of us dropped to the ground. Harry and I were on either side of Hermione all of us were covering our heads.

"Stop that's my son!" I heard my dad running over to us.

I looked up and saw my dad with a group of wizards I didn't know.

"There are guilty." One man began to shout, "Look they are at the scene of the crime."

Harry, Hermione and I stood up and Harry said, "What crime scene?"

Hermione whispered, "It's his mark it's the Dark Mark."

Harry and I looked up to see the dreaded sign in the sky. This was not good.

My dad said, "Barty, they're just kids there is no way they could have done this."

The man who accused of the crime sighed, "C'mon we've got to keep searching."

"There was a man over there." Harry said pointing off in the distant.

"Let's be off then." Barty said walking off with the group of witches and wizards.

"Come now we need to get back to the portkey." My dad said.

Harry, Hermione and I followed my dad and made our way back to the others. Once we were finally there Ginny ran over and hugged Harry. He looked rather taken back but pleased nonetheless. I'm going to have to remember to kick his ass later for touching my baby sister. We all touched the portkey and found ourselves back in the woods. Everyone walked in silence back to our house. Ginny was growing tired so Fred lifted her up and carried her most of the way. If I didn't know any better I could have sworn I saw him and Hermione sneak glances at each other and smile.

Once back at the Burrow dad told us to go straight to bed. Harry, George and I went up to my room and Fred followed Hermione to Ginny's room. Once upstairs I fell onto my bed, Harry on his and George took a seat in an empty chair.

"That was quite the night." George sighed.

"Yeah, never a normal day in the wizarding world." I agreed.

"I wish we were back at school." Harry said burying his face in his pillow.

Fred walked in, "If I ever try to carry Ginny again remind me she is not a little girl anymore."

The rest of us laughed and he sat down on the edge of my bed. The four us talked about what happened and then Fred and George went to their room and Harry and I went to sleep.