Here's Chapter Three. :)

Everyone was back in the boys' tent talking excitedly about the match which as Fred and George had predicted, Ireland won. The twins were teasing Ron as he defended Krum. Harry and Melissa watched and laughed as Fred and George started dancing around him.

"There's no one like Krum," Ron said as he looked at his brothers. "He's like a bird the way he rides the wind. He's more than an athlete, he's an artist."

"I think you're in love Ron," Ginny said giggling as she watched the Fred and George dance around Ron.

"Shut up," Ron said glaring at his sister.

"Victor I love you. Victor I do," Fred and George started singing and Harry and Melissa joined in. "When we're apart my heart beats only for you."

Just then the noise outside got louder as people started screaming. Everyone turned towards the tent's entrance with confused expressions on their faces.

"Sounds like the Irish have got their pride on," Fred said.

"It's not the Irish," Arthur said as he looked out of the tent. "We've got to get out of here now!"

Everyone ran out of the tent and a look of horror appeared on their faces. Tents were up in flames and people were running for their lives as figures in masks walked through the campsite carrying torches. Melissa grabbed a hold of George's arm and watched the figures as they burnt more tents.

"This is horrible," Hermione said with fear in her voice.

"Get back to the portkey everyone and stick together," Arthur told the kids. He then turned to Fred and George. "Fred, George...Ginny is your responsibility."

They nodded and Fred took his little sister's hand. Everyone started to run back to the portkey but Harry and Melissa got separated from their friends due to the crowd of people running in all directions. George noticed that Melissa wasn't with them anymore and he looked around for her.

"Melissa," George yelled at the top of his lungs.

"Where is she," Fred asked as he and Ginny looked around for their friend.

"We got separated," George said as he went to look for her but Fred stopped him.

"We've got to get Ginny out of here," Fred told his brother. "I don't like the idea of leaving her either but I'm sure she'll be fine. She'd want us to make sure Ginny was alright."

"You're right," George said as he rushed through the crowd of people with his brother and sister.

"Harry," Hermione yelled through the crowd when they saw that they got separated from him as well. "Harry," she yelled again.

"Hermione there's no way we can find him in this crowd," Ron told her as he grabbed her arm. "We'll have to tell dad that he's missing when we get to the portkey. We can't do anything for him now."

"I guess you're right," Hermione said as she glanced around the area one more time for her friend.

Harry found Melissa and he placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Are you okay," Harry asked with concern in his voice.

"Yes I'm fine," Melissa assured her brother. "I got separated from Fred and George."

"I got separated from Ron and Hermione," Harry told her. "Come on we've got to make it to the portkey."

Melissa nodded and they ran through the crowd. As they were running Melissa tripped over a twig and she fell on her stomach. When she hit the ground she hit her head and was knocked out. Harry spun around and went back to help her. He knelt down in front of her but someone hit him in the head with their bag accidentally and he was knocked out as well.

About a half an hour later the crowd left the campsite and all that was left of it was the remains of the tents. Harry was the first to awaken. He groaned and grabbed his head as he sat up. He turned to his sister who was starting to wake up as well. He gently shook and called her name.

"Melissa," Harry said. "Melissa wake up."

Melissa opened her eyes and she blinked them into focus. She turned to her brother and got into a sitting position.

"Ugh my head," Melissa said as she placed a hand to her forehead.

"Are you okay," Harry asked.

"I'll be fine," Melissa told her brother. "Just a headache. You?"

"Same here," Harry said.

Just then they heard the rustle of leaves and a twig breaking. Harry and Melissa glanced in the direction that the noise was coming from and saw a man standing in the shadows. Melissa gasped and Harry placed a hand over her mouth. Harry got to his feet and helped his sister to hers. The two then ran and hid behind a large rock. Just then they heard Ron, Hermione, and George calling for them. The man turned towards the sound of their voices and he ran the opposite way.

"Harry, Melissa," Hermione said with relief in her voice as she, Ron, and George made their way over to them.

Harry and Melissa got to their feet and walked out into the open with their friends.

"We've been looking for you for ages," Ron told his friends. "We were worried about you two."

George pulled Melissa into a hug and which she returned.

"You scared me half to death," George told her.

"I'm sorry," Melissa said as she looked up at him.

"Are you alright," George asked with his arms still around her. "You're not hurt are you?"

"No," Melissa told him. Her arms were still around him as well. "Nothing serious anyway just a bump on the head."

"What about you," Hermione asked Harry. "Are you hurt?"

"I've got a bump on the head as well," Harry told his friend. "Other than that I'll be fine."

"Hey guys what is that," Melissa asked as she looked up into the sky and saw a skeleton head with a snake coming out of it's mouth.

Everyone looked up and a look of horror appeared on Hermione's face.

"It's the Dark Mark," Hermione told everyone. "It's You-Know-Who's mark."

Harry and Melissa glanced at each other and then back up at the mark. Just then their scars started to burn with pain. They screamed in pain from the sudden shock and they placed a hand on their forehead rubbing the place where their scar was located. Just then spells are shot in their direction. Harry, Ron, and Hermione duck and George grabs Melissa and pushes her to the ground keeping his arms around her to shield her from the spells.

"Stop," Arthur yelled as he ran up to them and the Aurors that were pointing their wands at the young witches and wizards. "Stop shooting spells at my sons," Arthur made his way to them and spoke in a concerned voice. "Are you four okay?"

"Yes," they told Mr. Weasley.

"Which of you conjured the Dark Mark," Barty Crouch asked as he looked at the teenagers.

"You can't possibly think that these children are capable of conjuring that up," Arthur said with a shocked expression on his face.

"Do not cover for them," Barty said angrily as he pointed his wand at the four. "You were found at the scene of the crime!"

"Crime," Harry and Melissa asked as they turned to each other.

"Barty be reasonable," Arthur said. "They are just kids. They wouldn't even know how to conjure up that mark."

"Those people," Harry suddenly said. "There his to aren't they?"

"Yeah aren't they his followers," Melissa asked.

"Follow me," Barty said as he turned to leave the area.

"Hold on a second," Harry said.

Barty and the Aurors stopped walking and turned to face him.

"Yes," Barty asked.

"There was a man over there," Harry said pointing in the direction where he had spotted him.

"All of you this way," Barty told the Aurors. They nodded and followed Barty in the area that Harry had told them.

"Who was the man," Arthur asked.

"Dunno," Melissa told Mr. Weasley. "We didn't see his face."