The Dark Mark
Y/N)! Wake up, wake up" I heard a someone call my name. My whole body was aching. I grunted and slowly opened my eyes, I saw platinum blond hair, Eh...... wait did I die I though as my vision started to clear. I certainSlyverin was hovering above me. "Malloy!?" I shouted in shock trying to get up, however, my body failed me and I collapsed on to the ground again "Where are we" I asked panicked, I looked around trying figure out where I was. We were in a shot of clearing in the forest and from a distance, I heard faint yelling.
Were safe and that's all that matters" Draco started getting up. I relaxed than I remembered how I got here, I remember the Death Eaters and ... Harry! "What about Harry" I proclaimed in pain "Potter? he's over there," he said gesturing at an unconscious Harry. "Is he okay?" I asked worried "Passed out but he should be okay" Malfoy shrugged looking down towards the ground. He looked paler then I had remembered, under his eyes he had two dark circles, making him look almost dead like. "Thanks," I said warmly giving him a bright smile, he gave me a tight short of a grin his eyes remaining dark and grim.
From a distance, we heard shouts, it was getting more and more closer, "Harry!" "(Y/N)!" It's was Ron's voice, Draco also heard it, looked around and before I could stop him he went deeper into the forest. I signed I was left alone once more, I crawled my way towards Harry, each crawl paining me. I finally got over to Harry, he looked okay, he was still breathing.
(Y/N)! I heard, then I felt someone come down and grab me, I winched in pain. I turn to see a worried Ginny "Hey," a said, she had just noticed Harry and gave me a frighten looked. I could read what she was thinking and I quickly reassured her that he was unconscious but still alive. Relief flashed across her face.
"You arse (Y/N)!" I heard someone shout. I felt someone hit my arm causing me to grunt in pain, way to push a man when he's down I thought. The next instance I was greeted by a mass of bushy hair, "You scared me to death, I'm never letting you out of my sight again" she said giving me a suborn look. "Hey Moine" I grunted, "You sure about that? what if I need to take a shower, ooOOoo u gonna join me?" I said jokingly, but when I looked up, I could see tears running down her face. "Sorry, I was only joking I said worriedly. She smiled and gave me a hug.
Ron came chasing in, I smiled and said "Here to join the party", he ginned obviously relieved to have found Harry and me, Hermione, however, didn't appreciate the joke giving me a stern look. She put her hand around my neck in order to support my head, fear flashed in her eyes as she brought her hand back, it was covered in blood, "w....what happen?" She asked in fear. "Death Eater" I grunted, "it's okay, I don't think its that bad" I responded trying to reassure her. Ya okay, I lied the truth is, IDK how bad it is, but hey I'm not dead so that's something right.
Before she could suffocate me with questions, out of nowhere we heard " Stupify."Spells were being cast all around us. Hermione pushes into me in order to dodge the spells. "Stop Stop that's my kids!" Mr Weasly shouted rushing towards Ron and Ginny who were hovering over Harry trying to protect him. (YN)! a voice yelled, I saw Amos make his way into the clearing, "That's my Son, you nimbus" he said kneeling down and embracing me, he too noticed the wound on the back of my neck as well as the large burn mark in my left hand. Fury went across his face, " I'll kill whoever did this to you" he said in a stern voice. I laughed and told him it was impossible " I never saw them," I said, "They were wearing masks".
"Which one of you did this" Mr Crouch said pointing his wand at me, I looked up at him in confusion. "Their kids" shouted Mr Weasly in frustration, "That's my son you're pointing your wand at," Amos said, I looked up and I almost didn't recognize him, he had a deadly look one, one that I hope I'd never have to be face to face with.
From behind, I could hear grunting and suffering, "Harry!" Hermione and Ginny shouted smothering him. "Where am I!" He asked grunting as he peered at me through the girls. "We're in the forest, mate" "What happened? Is everyone okay?" he asked expecting the worse. "Everyones fine Harry, now lay still for me will you," Amos said warmly.
"We don't have time for that Amos" Mr crouch said sternly, "The Dark Mark has been cast, one that hasn't been seen for decades and these kids were found at the crime scene." Amos rose, but before he could say anything I spoke up.
"Mr Crouch, a fine wizard like you, surely must realize how idiotic you're sounding right now," I said grunting as I sat up, Hermione helped me, trying to calm me down, but I kept looking dead at Mr Crouch. "Surely your not accusing either Harry or me, Do you really think either of us would do it. " I said, Mr Crouch sounded no emotion, Percy, however, looked incredibly angry, "How dare you to speak to Mr Crouch like that, do you have no sense of respect" he spat, giving me a dirty look before he could continue Amos walked towards Percy looking him dead in the eyes.
"Now I have quite a high respect for your father, but I will not let you talk to my son like that," he said, making Percy back down slightly. From behind, I looked towards Amos with pride. "He is completely right," he said turning to Mr Crouch, "do you not know who Harry Potter is, do you not know his story, Bartemius!" he shouted. "as for my son, accusing him would be like accusing me, and you know very well that I had spent my whole carrier helping the Ministry deal with the Dark Arts, and you know that I hate the Dark Arts as much as you do," he said his body shaking with anger.
Mr Crouch nodded "I understand, I never meant to disrespect you, Amos. I do apologize" He turned to me, "Did you see anyone else here?" He asked giving me a grim look. "No" I lied, surly Malfoy wouldn't cast the Dark Mark, yes his Father was a death eater, but I know him, he wouldn't do that.
Mr Crouch nodded his head again and turned to leave, but at that moment, we heard whimpering and rustling one of the bushes. I panicked hoping it wouldn't be Draco. "Stupify" Mr Crouch yelled, there was a faint yell, followed by the sound of someone stumbling onto the ground.
Mr Crouch commanded his men to go and search for the body, everyone waiting with anticipation, the two men exited the bush, on of them was carrying an extra wand, whilst the other one was carrying an Elf. "That's Winky!" shouted Harry, raising up to get a better look. "Winky?" I asked obviously confused, "That's Mr Crouch's elf," He said looking towards Mr Couch, however, there was no emotion on his face. "Revive her" he commanded, they obeyed, they revive her, she looked a little stunned but she was okay.
Fear lit in the elf's eyes as she looked at her surrounding, she looked up at her master trembling. "What is this" Crouch asked holding out the wand. Winky kept quiet trembling, Hermione tried to help and reassure her but she remained quiet. "Your no elf of mine," he said looking at her in a disapproving way.
"N....No... Master.... please" she said trembling, she had made her way to Mr Crouch's feet begging. "There's only one thing you deserve.......Cloths"
"Nooooo" wailed Winky trembling. Hermione got up quickly, causing me to bang my head on the ground "Mione" I moaned rubbing my head. When I got up Hermione had made her way towards Mr Couch frustrated. "She's an elf, she couldn't have done it" she stated. "She was discovered at the crime scene with the wand that was responsible for the Dark Mark" Mr Crouch responded giving her a cold look, Winky kept on trembling on the floor, crying her eyes out. Mr Crouch turn and left looking more worn down than ever. Hermione tried to comfort Winky but she was having no luck.
Timepass
I dared not to speak the Hermione becouse she was still in an angry mood becouse of what happened with Winky.
We were back at the Burrow, Ms Weasly smothered each one of us when we had gotten home, she had proclaimed when the news had come in about the Dark Mark she couldn't sleep at all. "I couldn't bear to think what would have happened if you had gotten hurt, the last I saw of you was when I was telling you off," she said struggling Fred and George in a hug. "Does that mean we get our stuff back?" Fred asked looking hopeful. "Absolutely not!" Ms Weasly answered Fred and George both moaned in frustration.
Both Amos and Mr Weasly had to leave, due to the fact that the Dark Mark appearing had greatly impacted the Ministry of Magic and its reputation. Mostly due to that fact that Rita Skeeter, a reporter had written a fake article, causing many Witches and Wizard to panic. Before leaving Amos made sure that I was okay and well, instructing me to stay with the Weasleys for another 2 weeks. He said that he would send me all of my belongings and I'd board the Hogwart train with the Weasleys. He hugged me goodbye finally telling me that we will begin out normal trainning once I was back at Hogwarts and healed.
The cut on the back of my neck wasn't too severe, which was a relief, the spell hadn't had direct contact with my skin, so it left a light cut behind. However my arm was another story, it looked horrific, it was all burned and it didn't really look the best. Once Ms Weasly saw it she rushed me to go to St. Mungo, I stayed there for about a week before she allowed me to come back.
However, I wasn't allowed to go outside or do anything thing at all, she even insisted on feeding me but after denying several times she finally gave up. If was the day before we were due to leave Hogwarts, and everyone was excited. Well, except Hermione who likes a said before was still quite upset about Winky, she was immersed in her book and whenever I tried to make small talk with her she just nodded her head giving me a frustrated look from time to time, so I just left her be.
Everyone is outside playing Quidditch since I didn't have much use for it I lent Ginny my Nimbus for the time being, which meant I was on her good books for once which was a relief.
"Its lunchtime!" Ms weasly called and I hopped down from the ledge I was sitting on and made my way into the Burrow.