the match part two
Everyone began to walk towards the game. There were tents everywhere and people flying on brooms.
“Go on, look at that!” James exclaimed.
“Well kids, welcome to the Quidditch World Cup!” Lily said, smiling.
“Stay together- keep up girls!” Arthur exclaimed.
Hermione looked back at Lyra and Ginny and went next to her. They began to laugh in excitement as Ginny pointed towards something.
“Look.”
“Come on! Keep up girls!” Arthur repeated.
“Come on guys.” Lyra stated.
Lyra looked behind me and Serena, Harry and Ron were laughing as well. All of a sudden, someone on a broom came at them and we all ducked down.
“Blimey! Parting of the ways, old chap.” Amos spoke to Arthur.
“See you at the match.” They both said to each other and then Arthur said goodbye to Cedric.
“See ya later, Cedric.” Fred said.
Everyone then began to walk towards a small tent. On the inside though, it was huge.
“Ah, excellent.” Arthur stated, looking at the place.
“Girls choose a bunk and unpack.” Arthur said as Hermione, Ginny, Serena and I began fighting over bunks.
“Ron, get out of the kitchen. We’re all hungry.” Arthur declared.
“Yeah, get out of the kitchen, Ron!” Fred and George both exclaimed at the same time.
“Feet of the table!” Arthur stated.
“Feet of the table!” Fred and George said.
“Stop teasing him guys” Lyra exclaimed.
“No I don’t think we will, LB.” The twins said as she rolled my eyes. The twins have called Lyra LB since she has known them. There aren't any nicknames for Lyra, so they took her two last names and put the first initials together. It kinda stuck I guess.
“I love magic.” Harry said as Serena rolled her eyes.
“We all do stupid.” Serena teased.
Harry stuck his tongue out at her.
***
We made our way to the top of the venue. Lyra’s legs began to hurt from all the walking but she was too excited to care.
“Blimey, dad. How far up are we?” Ron asks.
“Well put it this way-” We heard a voice say. We look down and see Lucius and Draco Malfoy. Ugh.
“-if it rains…you’ll be the first to know.” Lucius finishes.
“Father and I are in the minister's box, by personal invitation of Cornelius Fudge himself.” Draco brags.
“I don’t recall asking, Malfoy.” Lyra said, snarkily. He rolled his eyes and walked away.
“Don’t boast Draco, there's no need for these people.” Lucius said.
Lyra grabbed Hermione's shoulder and turned around when Lucius’ cane came at her and hit the railing.
“Do enjoy yourself, won’t you? While you can.” He said, pulling his cane away and walking away.
We continued walking up the stairs and soon made it to our spot.
“Come on up. Take your seats. I told you these seats would be worth waiting for.” Amos stated, urging us forward towards the seats. They were amazing seats. We could see everything from up here.
“Lyra!” She heard a voice say and Lyra turned to see Adalia.
“Hey Adalia! How was your summer?” Lyra asked nicely.
“It was-” She started before getting cut off by Fred as the game began.
"Come on! Ha, ha!" Fred screamed.
"Whoa!" George exclaimed, as a broom soared past him quickly.
“Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo!” Ginny exclaimed.
“It’s the Irish. There’s Troy!” Fred said.
“And Mullet!” Said George.
“And Moran!”
Green smoke came out from their brooms until finally a big firework went off and turned into a leprechaun. The leprechaun then started to dance. It was the coolest thing Lyra had ever seen.
“Whoa!” She exclaimed.
“Ireland! Ireland!” The crowd cheered.
“Here come the Bulagrians!” George shouted, as the team soared through the leprechaun and destroyed it.
“Whoa.” We all said- even Serena who wasn’t even interested in quidditch.
The teams flew right near each other and began doing tricks but, we all focused on one player. He was pushing off the broom with one hand.
“Who’s that?” Ginny asked.
“Yeah!” Harry screamed.
“That, sis, is the best seeker in the world.” George said.
Bulgaria pushed away and went towards the big jumbo screen with Krum on it.
“Krum, Krum, Krum!” Everyone shouted.
“KRUM!” Harry, Ron, Fred, George and Lyra shouted.
Krum then showed up and waved towards the crowd.
“Good Evening!” The minister said loudly, using his wand to make him louder.
“As Minister for Magic, 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!” He finished as the match began.
***
Arthur was making a fire as Harry, Ron and Lyra continued chanting for Krum.
“Doo-doo-doo-doo.” Fred and George sang.
Suddenly, there was shouting outside.
“What’s that?” Lyra asked Adalia who shrugged.
“Probably fans.” She replied.
Arthur, though, went outside to look.
“There’s no one like Krum!” Ron stated.
“Krum? Dumb Krum?” Fred asked.
“He’s like a bird, the way he rides the wind.” Ron continued as Fred and George imitated a bird flying and began chanting Krum.
“He’s more than an athlete. He’s an artist.” He finished.
“I think you’re in love, Ron.” Ginny teased.
“Shut up!” Ron told her.
“Viktor, I love you. Viktor I do.” The twins and Lyra sang.
“-when we’re apart, my heart only beats for you.” Everyone sings.
The screaming only began to get louder. She was getting nervous but no one else was.
“Sounds like the Irish have got their pride on.” Fred commented.
“Stop! Stop it!” James demanded, running back into the tent with Lily and Arthur.
“It’s not the Irish.” Lily said, nerves evident in her voice.
Arthur went towards Ginny and grabbed her arm lightly.
“We have to get out of here. Now!” He exclaimed.
Outside, people were screaming and running every which way.
“Get out, it's the Death Eaters!” A man screamed as Lyra grabbed onto Harry. Adalia, Ron and Hermione also grabbed onto them.
“Get back to the Portkey, everybody and stick together!” Arthur demanded.
“Fred! George! Ginny is your responsibility. Go!” He said as Fred hugged Ginny and held her tight against his body. He would protect her no matter what.
“Lyra!” Harry screamed at me and she ran towards them.
Everywhere Lyra looked there were people in masks. They all just ran.
“Keep up, you lot!” George exclaimed.
“Lyra!” Harry screamed as he got separated from her.
“Harry!” Lyra screamed as she tried to go after him but was pushed backwards. So she did the next best and stupid thing- She ran. She ran as fast as she could possibly move.
Behind Lyra, the chants of the masked people were getting louder. All around her tents were being destroyed, and people were getting hexed. She ran until she tripped and fell over. Gasping, she got up and continued to sprint, trying to find James, Lily, Serena or Harry. Once again, Lyra tripped and fell as everything went dark and noises began fading.
***
Unbeknownst to Lyra, feet away from her a man began walking around the remains of the area. He kicked things out his way and made his way towards the middle of the grassy plains.
“Morsmordre!” He voiced, his wand shooting out a blue light into the sky. When it hit the sky though, it turned into something much more conniving and evil; the dark mark. He smiled and laughed at his work.
Lyra got up, her head pounding, and looked around. She saw the man standing there, as he began to make his way towards her. She got up quickly and ran away.
“Lyra!” Adalia shouted from a distance.
“-Where are you?”
“LB!” Harry shouted.
The unknown man ran when he heard the voices.
“Been looking ages for you!” Adalia hugged her, and Lyra hugged back.
“Thought we lost you mate.” Ron said.
“What is that?” Lyra asked.
All of a sudden, the most excruciating pain hit Lyra’s face. Her scar. She yelled out in pain and held her face.
“Stupefy!” Wizards screamed at us, as we all hugged each other and ducked down.
“Stop!” James screamed.
“That’s my son and goddaughter!” He screamed, pushing the wizards out of the way. Arthur, Serena, and Lily followed him.
“Ron, Harry, Lyra, Hermione, Adalia, are you all right?” He asked us softly.
“Came back for LB.” Ron said.
“Which of you conjured it?” A man who was unknownst to Lyra said.
“Crouch you can’t possibly-” Arthur started until the man Lyra now knew as Crouch said.
“Do not lie! You have been discovered at the scene of the crime.”
“Crime?” Lyra asked.
“Barty, they’re just kids.” Arthur said.
“What crime?” Lyra repeated.
“It’s the Dark Mark Lyra, it’s his mark.” Hermione whispered to her.
“Voldemort?” Lyra questioned.
“Those people tonight in the masks, their his too, aren’t they? His followers?” Lyra asked as Lily nodded.
“Yeah.” She muttered.
“-Death Eaters.” Lily stated.
“Follow me.” Crouch demanded.
“Um, there was a man before.” Lyra began as she and everyone else followed Crouch.
“Uh there” She pointed out.
“All of you, this way.” Crouch demanded once more.
“A man, Lyra? Who.” Lily asked.
“I don’t know. I didn’t see his face.” Lyra answered, turning around to look at the mark in the sky.
“This was the beginning of the end” Lyra noted.
And she was right.