Goblet of Fire Adaptation: People are Unexplained Mysteries
Chapter2
Written by: Rachel Carter
"Ron," Dawn had woken up outside all alone, though strangely enough she could not remember why. All she remembered was Ron's face and his hand in hers.
"Dawn!" Ron came out from inside the boy's tent carrying a pitcher of water. "Hey, how do you feel?" She shrugged her shoulders and gratefully accepted the water Ron offered her though he almost spilt most of it one her since his hands were shaking. "Hold on, DAD!" his voice hurt her head.
Pulling on his robes, Mr. Weasley raced out of his tent nearly trampling Harry and Fred. They had also heard Ron scream and were getting decent. By the time Mr. Weasley reached Ron, Denise was already hugging Dawn, who was pushing her away for lack of air. Mr. Weasley, seeing her distress, pulled Denise off.
"Careful she is still weak, Dawn can you tell us what happened." Dawn hesitated at first her memory still blurry from the headache.
"Ron and I were getting water joking about the guy behind us, who was wearing a nightgown," She made a weak attempt to laugh which only turned into a couching fit.
"Careful." Mr. Weasley offered her more water which she took.
"Anyway we were joking when my head felt like it was splitting in half. I saw a green light almost like flames and people screaming. Then my vision went blurry and I don't remember any more." She looked around viewing everyone's faces not sure how they would react. Whether or not they would think her crazy was still to come. Ron's face told her that he was bordering on concern and confusion.
"I think that is enough for now." Mr. Weasley looked at Dawn her eyes closing slowly. "The cup will be starting in a few hours and we all need the little bit of rest that we have left." He was about to ask if someone could carry Dawn into her tent but Ron had already obliged. He came out a few minutes later looking exhausted. "You should get some sleep too or you'll fall asleep during the game." Ron gave him an as-if look and left toward the boys tent, with Mr. Weasley following.
Morning approached and Dawn's headache lingered, yet strangely it was a comforting pain showing her that she was still here. Denise offered to stay with Dawn as she was not up to going to the game. Dawn declined the offer, knowing that her sister wanted more then anything to go to this game. The rest of the group headed toward the cup their faces all lined with excitement, except one. Ron was unsettled about leaving Dawn by herself but she seemed unconcerned.
The world cup was growing nearer along with the shouts and screams of people eagerly awaiting the match. They were pushed and shoved as they made their way up to their seats in the Ministers box which Mr. Weasley had been able to get them. The view was perfect, with the whole field visible from where they sat.
A house elf sat next to Harry her hands over her eyes. "Dobby," In Harry's second year, he had met a house elf by the name of Dobby who had tried to kill him in order to save his life. The elf looked over slightly startled that a wizard was talking to her.
"No sir Winky. I know a Dobby sir. I work for Mr. Crouch I is up here saving him a seat. But Winky doesn't like heights they terrify her so." At this she covered her eyes shivering with fright. Hermione was insulted by this. Harry could hear her mutter something that sounded like terrible underneath her breath, but she left it at that. The game began with the Irish zooming above; their brooms emitting green and white smoke. Then the Bulgarians appeared, showing off their red colors. The game went by quickly, due to all the action around. The mascots appeared showing off their spirit for the two opposing teams. The Bulgarian mascots were Veela. Beautiful women who made men act completely stupid. Hermione, Ginny, and Denise were in hysterics laughing madly at Harry, Ron, Fred, and George, who were going to dive off the balcony to show off for the Veela. The Irish's mascots were leprechauns who threw gold coins out into the audience. Ron shoved a handful of this into Harry's hands paying him back for the omnoculars that he had bought everyone earlier.
Krum, the Bulgarian seeker, ended up catching the snitch, but the Irish won. As they were talking about the match on their way back to camp, they heard screams of panic. The thought that came to all their minds was DAWN! In the lead were Harry, Ron, and Denise as they raced back towards their tents. Dawn came running up to them clutching her right arm which appeared to be bleeding and a scorch mark lined her left cheek.
Mr. Weasley caught up to them as Hermione came out of the tent a first aid kit clutched in her hands. There was not much time to bandage her up as the panicking people were pushing by them. "Dawn are you all right?" Denise had Dawn's head in her hands trying to get an answer from her. She nodded tears now flowing down her face. Screams followed them as they headed toward the woods. Fred, George, and Ginny got separated leaving Harry, Ron, Hermione, Dawn, and Denise to get to the woods alone. Percy, Bill, Charley, and Mr. Weasley went the opposite way to calm the commotion and try to catch the "Death Eaters", Voldermort's followers, who were causing the commotion, by floating muggles in the air.
Harry and Ron ran behind the rest incase they had followers. They heard a rustle in the bushes behind them and each grabbed for their wands, yet when Harry reached for his it was gone. They scoured the grounds, Harry feeling less secure with every minute. As they walked toward a clearing to see better Denise tripped over what seemed to be a tree root, but with better examination they found out it was Malfloy's foot. When the malevolent sneer caught Denise's eye she launched herself at him, but luckily Hermione and Dawn were beside her or Malfloy would have been in for the beating of his life since Harry had also launched himself at Malfloy, anger flashing in his eyes. Malfloy backed away actually looking scared, he muttered something about his father as he ran into the woods. As soon as he was out of sight, Denise fell to the ground, holding her ankle which apparently had been injured in her fall.
"I hate him so much, ow!" she had tried standing up again. A voice sounded from behind them, mumbling some sort of incantation. Hermione screamed, alerting everyone of the giant, green, skull floating behind them a snake now forming in its mouth. "The Dark mark," there was a stunned cracking in her voice.
More noise came from behind them. Harry's voice rang out, "DUCK!" as four large jets of light shot over their heads. Ron's dad shouted out a warning that those were his kids. Mr. Weasley stepped out from the bushes his wand held high along with other members of the ministry. They were all breathing hard, some cursing at what they had almost done. Others were eyeing them suspiciously, along with the Dark Mark which floated several feet away.
"What is going on? Ron, are you all right?" he looked down, noticing that Denise was in tears from the pain in her ankle along with Hermione and Dawn who were frightened by the dark mark. They nodded and explained what had happened: Harry losing his wand, Malfloy tripping Denise, and the voice they heard behind them. Mr. Crouch searched the bushes where they had claimed the dark mark had come from. There he stopped staring silently ahead. "Barty…" Mr. Weasley asked him questioningly.
"It is Winky…" His voice broke as he reached down to pick up a thoroughly dishelved house elf. Her eyes were closed and she barely moved as she had been hit by several of the stunning spells aimed at Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Denise. Her hand was wrapped around Harry's wand. Mr. Crouch was unable to speak. His house elf was the only suspect to a horrible crime. The members of the council used a spell on Harry's wand and they were able to prove that it had conjured the dark mark, but that Harry and Winky were innocent. Mr. Crouch dismissed his elf giving her clothes and what she hated most her freedom.
Mr. Weasley took the group back the camp, where many people were still putting out fires. Their tent had been spared, so Harry helped Denise inside. Dawn waited anxiously to talk to Harry. "Dawn?" a questioning voice came from behind her. Turning she saw Cedric, with a relieved look on his face. "I was scared that something had happened to you. Are you okay?" He pointed to the scorch marks and cuts on her face.
Ron walked out of his tent as Cedric ran his fingers over the bruise on her cheek. He turned to storm away, but he decided he had better deliver the message that he had been sent to give. "Dawn," she turned, a slightly embarrassed look on her face. "Dad says that we should get some sleep." He turned away at this keeping his dignity as he did.
"Okay," she muttered in a slightly hurt tone. "See you at school Cedric," she winked, a smile lining her face, though she was not sure if it was real.
Harry came out just in time to see Cedric leave. "Harry!" Dawn ran up to him. "We need to talk." She dragged him as far away from the tents as possible.
"Sure about what?" she looked apprehensive. "You can tell me anything," he said.
"I am not sure about that, but I will tell you anyway." She paused looking as though she was going to burst. "I wasn't sure if I should tell Denise so I decided to tell you first. Harry I think Denise and I were adopted."