Anna Diggory: Her Story

This is the story of Anna Diggory, an American witch who is pulled into the lives of our favorite Hogwarts' student after some unfortunate events. Follow Anna as she helps her new friends deal with life at Hogwarts.

Disclaimer: Unfortunately…I don't own anything that you recognize. That all belongs to J.K. Rowling. I also don't own any songs that might appear in the story. The only thing I own is Anna.

Chapter 2: The Quidditch World Cup…

We continued walking and talking to our destination…which was an old boot.

"Why is everyone standing around that mangy old boot?" Harry asked.

"That's not just any mangy old boot, mate-"

"It's a Portkey," Fred and George replied.

"What's a Portkey?" Harry asked…however, no one answered. We all gathered around the boot and held on. After a count of three, we were all transported into some weird vortex-thingy (yeah…I know…it's hard to describe…even for me…so sue me!) and we were instructed to let go. Next thing I knew…I was on the ground…half on top of Ron…can you say "awkward"?

"Sorry," I said blushing, as he helped me to my feet.

"It's fine," he replied.

We continued walking to the Quidditch World Cup…which wasn't that far. As we walked through the crowds, we saw lots of people and lots of tents. After a few minutes, we had to separate from the Weasleys, Harry, and Hermione.

"See you at the match," my uncle shouted over the noise.

"Bye!" they all shouted back.

Uncle Amos, Cedric, and I walked to our tent. The tent looked very small on the outside…but inside…HOLY SHIT! It was huge! There were bedrooms, a kitchen, a dining room, a bathroom, a sitting area…it was like a mini house!

"Pick a bedroom, kids," my uncle instructed.

Cedric and I walked around and picked our bedrooms. I was walking around the room, getting my surroundings, when Cedric walked in.

"So…was I right?"

"It's too early to tell, Ced. Plus…I just met them, remember?"

"I know, but you have an amazing judge of character."

"Thank you!"

"No problem. Now come on. We have to get to our seats." With that, Cedric and I left with Uncle Amos to find our seats in that huge stadium. On our way, we met up with Harry, Hermione, and the Weasleys.

"Hey, Anna!"

"Hey, Ginny. Hey, guys."

"So, which team you cheering for?" Ron asked, walking up beside me.

"What do you think?" I asked, playfully.

"I dunno. You tell me," he said with equal playfulness.

"Bulgaria. Makes no sense cheering for the Irish while I'm sporting Bulgaria's colors."

"That's true," he said laughing. I smiled back at him as we continued walking to our seats. "Hey, dad! How far up are we?"

"Well, let's put it this way; if it rains, you'll be the first to know," a voice below us said snidely. I looked below us to see a man in all black, with white blond hair that was too long for a guy…in my opinion. As he and his son, I assume, continued being assholes, I turned to Ron.

"Who's that?"

"That is Draco Malfoy and his father Lucius. Their whole family is bad news. But, don't worry about it. As long as they don't see you, you won't have to deal with them."

"Why's that?"

"They hate anything and everything dealing with muggles."

"And your point?"

"You look like a muggle, no offense."

"None taken. I think I get it, though. They'd have a big problem with me if they saw me, right?"

"Exactly."

"Thanks."

"No problem. Let's go," he said, grabbing my arm, leading me to our seats. We headed up some more stairs to reach our seats…we were pretty far up. As I was climbing the last few stairs to our box, I tripped. Before I could hit the ground, a pair of strong arms caught me. I looked up to see Ron's blue eyes staring back at me.

"Thanks," I said sheepishly.

"No problem," he said smiling. He got me back to my feet and led me to our seats. I stood in between him and Ginny as we watched the match.

(A/N: Don't really need to go into detail about the match…you all know what happens…so…yeah…)

As we were walking out of the stadium, Ginny asked me a question…

"When do you go back to Salem?"

"In a few days. I only come here for my parents' anniversary…which was yesterday…so, three days. Why'd you ask?"

"Do you want to come spend time with us in our tent? We won't get to see you again… and it's fun talking to you-"

"Ginny."

"What?"

"Yeah, I'd love to. Just let me ask my uncle." I turned to my uncle Amos, asking for permission.

"I don't know, Anna. There are a lot of rowdy people here and I promised your parents you'd be safe."

"I'll have Harry and Ron bring her back safe and sound, Amos. You have my word," Mr. Weasley said.

"Alright, Anna. You may go." I gave my uncle a big hug and went with the Weasleys to their tent.

Their tent was as big as ours…if not a little bigger. We all sat around, goofing off. I was taking pictures and showing Ginny some of my sketches.

"These are amazing, Anna."

"Thanks."

A racket started kicking up outside just as Fred and George were tormenting Ron.

"Seems the Irish have got their pride on tonight," one of the twins (still can't tell who's who…) said.

"That's not the Irish," Mr. Weasley replied. We all went outside to see what was happening. It was utter chaos. People were hanging upside down in the air, tents were on fire, and people wearing masks, black cloaks, and hoods were in the middle of all this terror causing it. Mr. Weasley took out his wand and told us to go back to the Portkey. "Fred, George, Ginny is yours. Ron, make sure Anna gets back there safe," he instructed. Ron took my hand and started running back to where the Portkey was. As we were running, we lost Harry. We had reach the Portkey safely, only to see that my uncle and cousin were not there…along with Harry. A few minutes later, Cedric appeared, but still no sign of Harry.

"We have to go back," Hermione said worried.

"It's too dangerous," Cedric replied.

"Harry's still out there!" Ron exclaimed.

"Ced, I'll be fine."

"I'll keep her safe," Ron said.

"Alright," Cedric said, reluctantly.

We walked back to the stadium. Everything was destroyed. Tents were burned, people were injured; it was a horrible sight to see. We looked everywhere, yelling Harry's name as we went. We finally caught sight of him…thank the heavens!

"We thought we lost you, man," Ron told him.

We all looked up to see something floating in the sky. It was a skull with a snake coming out of it's mouth, wrapping itself in a knot. Harry touched the scar on his forehead and gasped in pain.

"What the-" I was pulled down and covered by Ron as curses came flying towards us. He held onto me as the curses came. We were finally saved by Mr. Weasley stopping the crazy ass motherfuckers.

"That's my son!" he said to them. He turned to us as we got off the ground. "Harry, Ron, Hermione, Anna, you guys alright?"

"We're fine," Ron replied.

"What the hell is that thing?" I asked no one in particular.

"Which one of you did it? Which one of you conjured it?" one of the crazy people demanded.

"What are you talking about?" Harry asked.

"You've been spotted at the scene of a crime!"

"Crime? What crime?"

"That's the Dark Mark, Harry. That's his mark," Hermione told him in a whisper.

"You mean Voldemort?"

"See. They couldn't have done it, Barty. They're just kids," Mr. Weasley defended.

"I saw a man. He went that way," Harry informed them.

"What did he look like, boy?"

"I dunno. I didn't see his face." With that, the crazy motherfuckers left to find the man Harry told them about. We all started heading back to the Portkey, with Ron never leaving my side. As we got closer, I saw my uncle and Cedric…looking very worried. Not a word was said until we got back to the tree where we had first met.

"Anna, are you alright? You weren't hurt were you?" my uncle asked with concern.

"I'm fine, Uncle Amos."

"Well, we should be heading home…once your parents hear what happened…they might want you home early."

"Can I say goodbye first?"

"Of course, Anna-be."

I turned to my new friends…at least; I hope they are my new friends…and gave a sad smile. I liked spending time with them. It was the first time, in a while, that I had a good time with people my age.

"Bye, guys," I said, giving a sad smile. Ginny walked over to me and did something I was not expecting…she hugged me.

"I wish you went to Hogwarts. We'd have so much fun together."

"I know, Ginny."

"Promise you'll write?"

"I promise." Next person to hug me was Hermione…our conversation was basically the same as Ginny's. Then Harry walked over and hugged me.

"Thank you for coming to look for me."

"No worries. You would have done the same for me, I'm sure."

"Yeah, I would've. Keep in touch?"

"Of course I will, Harry." After I let go, I turned to Ron. "Thank you for protecting me back there, and when we were escaping."

"No problem. I promised I would…and I like keeping to my promises."

I walked over to him and kissed his cheek. I pulled back and smiled shyly, playing with one of my lip rings…since I couldn't bite my bottom lip. "Bye, Ron."

"Bye, Anna," he said, also very shy. I said my final farewells to the twins and Mr. Weasley, and then Cedric, Uncle Amos, and I were off to our home…wait till my parents hear about this…

A/N: Here's chapter two!!! There is now a trailer for the story (you can find the link in my profile) and also a video about Anna and Ron (the link is also in my profile). The videos were made by my AMAZING friend, Crista. Without whom, I'd be screwed when it came to searching for pictures. Please watch them…they are amazing! Next chapter will be up soon. Please review…that way I know you like it…or you don't. But reviews make me feel all warm inside…so PLEASE review!

Mel.