"It's the Irish!"
Seven green and white figures flew through the air, leaving a glittering coloured trail behind them. Everyone started cheering and shouting. A sparkling leprechaun appeared and began dancing. Robyn clapped along with everyone else, a grin on her face.
"Oh, wow!" She muttered as her eyes were transfixed upon the dazzling leprechaun.
Robyn was never the biggest fan of Quidditch. She went to a match during her Third year at Hogwarts. It was her first time ever attending one as she always thought the environment was too noisy and clammy. But what started off as an okay first experience turned into a living nightmare as Dementors attacked the game and left Harry plummeting to his death. She had hated the sport ever since and only agreed to go to this one because it was a chance to see her friends before going to Hogwarts and none of her friends were actually playing, so she knew they were safe.
Robyn just wasn't looking forward to when the Quidditch season at school started as she would have to watch in anticipation as Harry, Fred and George whizzed around on their Brooms. She knew they loved it and that made her happy, watching them as they all did something they were passionate about but it could still land them a week in the Hospital Wing if they weren't careful. No matter how skilled and amazing they were at it, people could cheat and still get hurt.
All of a sudden, the cheering got louder as seven figures dressed in red came zooming into the scene. One was doing crazy stunts.
"Here come the Bulgarians!"
The one doing crazy stunts appeared on a large screen. The whole stadium began chanting Krum, Krum, Krum...
"Krum!!!" Ron, Fred and George cheered, getting to their feet.
Robyn looked at Harry and the two shared a joyous laugh.
"Yes!"
Viktor Krum waved to the crowd.
"Good evening! It gives me great pleasure to welcome each and every one of you to the final of the 422nd Quidditch World Cup. Let the match begin!" The loud, booming voice of Cornelius Fudge spoke into his wand.
The Quaffle was sent soaring into the air and the game began...
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After the game, everyone went back to the Weasley's tent.
Ebony and Richard stayed for a bit but then went back to their own tent, allowing Robyn and Alex to stay a bit longer.
Hermione and Ginny were sat in one of the bunks, gossiping.
Robyn was standing close to Harry, while watching Ron and the twins in amusement.
"There's no one like Krum. He's like a bird the way he rides the wind. He's more than an athlete, he's an artist." Ron rambled on and Robyn leaned into Harry's side while laughing.
Ginny looked up from the conversation she was having with Hermione, smirking. "Think you're in love Ron?"
The twins started bumbling about in a comical way, muttering; "KRUMMMM!"
Fred and George suddenly broke out into a song. "Viktor I love you! Viktor I do!"
Harry joined in on the singing with a goofy grin on his face as the twins danced around Ron.
"When we're apart my heart beats only for you!" The two fiery red heads and raven haired boy sang.
Robyn doubled over in laughter and Harry had to hold her waist to stop her from toppling over.
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"You alright there?" Harry asked in amusement.
Robyn carried on laughing but when she was aware of Harry's hand wrapped around her waist, her laughing subsided as she looked up at him. Her face felt hot.
"Err...yes....Now I am." Robyn noticed Ginny staring at the two and she shuffled out of Harry's grasp. "Sorry."
Robyn turned away from Harry and looked towards Ron. She could feel Harry's eyes on her.
"I don't see what's so special about Krum anyway." Robyn spoke up and grinned once she saw Ron's annoyed expression.
"Yes, well, you wouldn't. You don't know anything about Quidditch." Ron grumbled.
"Yes, but I can notice a show-off when I see one." Robyn mused, hoping her light tone let everyone know she wasn't being fully serious.
"Did my little sister really just call Krum a show-off?" Alex scoffed playfully, walking closer to Robyn.
Robyn grinned and raised her eyebrow tauntingly at Alex. "Oh, I don't know, big brother, I think I just did and there's nothing you can do about it..."
"Really?" Alex challenged.
Fred and George began chanting fight, fight, fight...
Robyn spared them an amused look before stepping away from Harry and closer to her brother.
"Really."
In a flash Robyn had her wand pointed at Alex, a second after Alex had his pointed at Robyn.
Robyn cheered and spun around. "Yes, defeated again big brother."
Alex chuckled and stuck his hand out at Robyn. "Until the next time..."
Robyn curtsied and shook Alex's hand with a grin. "Until the next time...and I beat you yet again."
Robyn's brother laughed loudly as everyone else in the tent smiled at the two siblings.
"Getting a bit cocky, ain't you?"
Robyn giggled and glanced at Harry, Hermione and Ron. "Yes, well, I had a little help with that."
Suddenly, loud voices came from outside the tent. Arthur went to look.
"Sounds like the irish have got their pride on." Fred said.
Arthur came rushing in, a look of alarm on his face. "Stop! Stop it. It's not the Irish. We've gotta get out of here. Now!"
After seeing the look on Arthur's face, everyone rushed to collect their belongings and left the tent, all fearful and scared.
What they then saw made them all blink in absolute horror. It made them want to be sick. Wizards - bad Wizards - in masks were walking around, causing mayhem. Bodies lay motionless and dead on the floor.
The Weasley's, Hermione, Harry, Alex and Robyn all rushed forward, fighting against the panicking crowd. Robyn let out cry as she saw a tent on fire and the family barely make it out alive. Everywhere was a disaster. It was the mark of pure evil.
People screamed as the mysterious masked people shot spells at anyone they could. Robyn gasped as one looked her way and with her heart pumping viciously, she turned away and kept her head down, hoping they wouldn't come for her - or worse, her friends and family.
"Get back to the portkey everybody, and stick together. Fred, George... Ginny is your responsibility." Arthur demanded.
Fred and George did nothing to protest. All amusement or laughter was gone from their faces and it was pure fear and seriousness. They took Ginny and took off to saftey. Everyone followed after, Arthur and Alex trailing behind, wands poised, ready to fight anything that would hurt the children in front of them.
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