Hermione:

"Did you see that?" Ron cheered and urged Harry to look at the player who scored for Scotland, the crowd came roaring as the other team snuck through and both their seeker had a glimpse of a snitch. Ron shook Hermione until she felt lightheaded.

"For a while." She excused herself from Harry and Ron who both enjoying the Quidditch match.

Hermione had took the stairs downward, it seems forever just to go down, she thought as she felt her legs burning because of tiredness. From time to time she had to stop to greet someone she knew or to return the greeting politely. It would be better if I had Harry's cloak right now, she thought ruefully.

She fixed her hair in front of the mirror as a familiar red-haired girl came to her, smiling the best that she could.

"Ginny. I thought you were with George?" Hermione asked, smiling because she never expected Ginny to be in the event not until the third day, this was a week's event, she knows.

"George?" Ginny smiled, patting Hermione's shoulder lightly and then went to fix her hair, "Oh, he's here too. Mother urged us to be here." She smiled and then blushed lightly before asking a question, "Where's Harry?"

Hermione allowed herself and shook her head whilst smiling but before she could answer a loud knock issued at the door, bolting it open and there's Neville panting, his face sweating and his robe singed.
Hermione tended him quickly inside the privy and Ginny closed the door, coaxing Neville what have happened.

Hermione saw Neville at the earlier feast but never have the time to talk to him. It was only an hour or so when she saw Neville all grown and his face have cleared up but now, Neville was gasping for breath and his wand out ready for battle. Neville had told them that a riot has ensued against the player of Norway and Scotland but before the magical authority had the chance to stop the game a monster came swooping down the Seeker of Scotland, "A woman with the wings of a bird!" Neville promised what he saw.

"It's a harpy." Hermione helped him but why would such ancient creature come down into such crowded place? Hermione thought. Neville continued the tale outside and the three of them could hear faint screaming and noises that only meant that spells and the riot had gone worst.

"The Seeker of Scotland died," Never said frowning, his eyebrows knitted in concentration. "But before we could get his body in the grounds a lot of unknown people came they are wearing cloaks, dark cloaks and one of them had conjured the dark mark." Neville ended and stood and Hermione saw the blood that came dripping from his arms, Ginny gasped and held her wand out and a coin.

"The order of the phoenix should know." Ginny declared.
"They already know." Neville answered. "Harry is with the Minister of Magic. He and Ron are protecting him until Shacklebolt will go with the aid."

The three of them ran through the wave of crowd, dodging spells and sending some to the cloaked attackers, Ginny managed to hack off the her robe and only wore a muggle dress.

The cold winds are rising before the three of them managed to see the door through the open grounds but Hermione felt the colds swept her skin, stinging like a wound from a knife and then darkness ate swirled. Hermione saw Ron lay wounded in the ground, Harry gone to face the Dark lord and she saw her parents outcasted. Hermione screamed and she felt the tears that stung her eyes but before she could crawl to where she saw Ron lay dying a loud scream has distracted her.

"Riddukulus!" Ginny's spell sent a jolt of red from its wand and the Ron that Hermione saw was gone, turning into nothing but still she could feel the coldness creeping inside her and she stood weakly muttering her thanks to Ginny.

"It's a boggart, Hermione! That's not real!" Ginny assured her.
"Expecto Patronum!" Neville casted out his patronus and Hermione saw the lurking Dementors, that's why I could feel it, she thought angrily at herself how could she not know?

"Go for them! I will take care of this." Neville commanded them. Hermione and Ginny ran through the surging crowd and chaos to find their way to the Minister, Harry and for Hermione, her Ron.