I'm so sorry guys! I meant to update earlier but I got stung after swimming and I'm really allergic. So here it is!!!!

We had to get up at six o'clock. Six! And the portkey is literately right behind the house! Anywho, I got up, brushed my hair and messily threw it up in a ponytail. Maxie and Nat didn't like it. So they took it down. Then I was shoved into a bathroom and told to take a fresh shower, even though I just took one before I fell asleep.

When I got out, they attacked me with the brush, curling irons, and make up. I have to say, I looked pretty good by the time they were done. I put on some jean shorts, my high tops, and a really cute tank top. Voila, I was ready! I ran to the bathroom and brushed my teeth quickly.

"Lets go!" I squealed, running out of the bathroom and to the door. As I swung it open, I bout got my face knocked on. Good thing Harry has seeker reflexes. "Well hello to you too!"

"Hey, sorry! Sirius said its been two hours. Times up!"

"We're ready!" Maxie said, stepping forward. She and Nat brushed past me and out of the room. Harry grabbed my hand.

"Are you ready?" He smirked, his eyes lit up. I know how excited about this he is. I nodded, smiling as big as I could. He pulled me out the door and all the way into the kitchen downstairs. When we stopped, Harry started bouncing up and down, shifting from foot to foot.

"Calm down!" I said, laughing a little bit, but truth was, I felt like doing the same thing! Dad laughed, throwing the door open. "Come on!" I squealed, pulling Harry with me this time. I raced all the way to the park and began looking around. "Do you see it? It'll look old, like a piece of garbage!"

"Over there!" He pointed underneath the swing I was sitting on yesterday. Exchanging a quick glance, we both started running at the same time. We got to it in seconds and then stopped to just stare at it. When Dad clamped a hand down on my shoulders, I'll admit, I nearly jumped fifty feet in the air. Maybe a slight exaggeration but hey.

"Ready everyone?"

"Sirius look at these kids! I think they're ready!" Maxie rolled her eyes, picking up the little gas can and holding it. "Everyone grab on!" We all did as she says, the portkey started to glow and vibrate. I squeezed Harry's hand a little bit, kind of nervous.

All of a sudden, it felt like I was spinning around like in the air. "Let go!" Dad yelled, Maxie let go and she was gone. Next Nat let go. "Come on you two!" Harry and I looked at each other.

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three!" We chorused, letting go of the portkey. A minute later, I landed, on my face. "Well that hurts!" I groaned, sitting up on the ground. Maxie and Dad laughed, but Natalyn didn't, which means she fell too. Harry stood up first, pulling me up by or interlinked hands.

"Come on. We need to find our tent, look for the Weasley's. Okay?" We all nodded, walking forward. At the front, we saw people checking in, in horrible muggle clothes I might add. When we realized the man taking the money was muggle, we all turned to Harry, handing the money to him.

Rolling his eyes, he went up and asked the guy how much it was. Then counted out the bills easily and gave them to him. "Thanks!"

"Sure. No problem!" Harry said, walking back over to our little group and taking my hand again. On the way through, I saw quite a few people from school, mostly guys. I think I saw one Hufflepuff girl. We were looking around, looking for the Weasley's when I caught sight of long, fiery red hair.

I let go of Harry's hand to cup mine around my mouth. "Ginny!" I yelled, watching as her hair spun out and she turned around. I waved at her, grabbing Harry's hand and pulling him in that direction. "Over here guys!" They followed me over, smiling when they saw Ginny. I wrapped her in a hug as soon as she was in reach.

"Gracie!" She laughed, hugging me back. She hugged Harry, then Dad and Maxie as they showed up. Lastly, was Nat, who was standing on her toes looking behind Ginny. Rolling her eyes, Ginny yelled over her shoulder. "Oi! Fred! Get out here!"

"What?" He grumbled, stumbling out of the tent. His eyes scanned the crowd before landing on Ginny. Then Nat. His eyes lit up and he ran forward, picking her up and twirling her around. "I missed you!"

"Missed you too Freddie!" She smiled, hugging his waist. He hugged her back and pulled her in the direction of his tent.

"I take it that's our tent over there?" Dad asked, watching Nat and Fred go. He looked a bit nervous, I figure Maxie noticed too because she took his hand and began rubbing his arm. Ginny nodded, pointing to a big tent beside one of theirs.

"We have a boys and girls tent, girls are on the left, boys on the right. Come see us soon! Okay?" She smiled, waving goodbye.

"See you Ginny!" I waved, watching my little sister go. Little sister. I wonder if the baby will be a boy or girl? Maybe Maxie already knows. I spun around to face her, a small smile on my face. "Hey Maxie, do you know whether the baby is a boy or a girl yet?" I watched a faint blush spread across her cheeks.

"Babies. They're twins," she mumbled, dropping her head. Dads jaw dropped as he looked down at her in shock.

"They are?"

"Yep!" She said, popping the 'p'. She began rocking back and forth on her heels like she does every time she gets uncomfortable. "Sirius?" He didn't respond, just pulled her into a hug. "Sirius? I do know whether they're boy or girl. Do you want to know?" He nodded mutely, his eyes still wide. Twins. Twins! I'm going to have three little siblings!

"Come on! Tell us!" Harry said, bouncing from foot to foot excitedly. I laughed, nodding my head for her to continue.

"One boy, and one girl!" She smiled, placing a hand on her stomach. A huge smile broke out on Dad's face, he grabbed Maxie's hand on pulled her over to the tent. Harry and I followed, but when we flipped the tent flap back, they were in the middle of snogging, so we let them be, deciding to go visit the Weasley's.

"Hey guys!" I smiled, walking into the boys tent. Ron and Mione were already sat in there, talking. Ginny was in the corner, writing on some parchment, and Nat was sat at the table with the twins. There was a chorus of 'heys' around the room. Ron and Mione stood up walking over to us.

I gave both of them a hug while Harry did the same. We sat in the tent talking for a long time. "Will we go tonight or does it start tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow I think!" Ron said, looking as excited as Harry. Both boys sat talking teams and players, while Mione, Ginny, and I talked about different things. Ginny and I talked about the match for a little while, but changed the subject when I noticed Mione looked left out.

"Harry, Gracie, Nat! Come on, dinner!" Dad appeared at the mouth of the tent, a huge smile on his face. Ew. Just ew. We left the tent slowly, saying our goodbyes and hugging each other fiercely. On the way over, we saw a vendor, selling special binoculars and all sorts of team merchandise. "You kids can get something if you want!" Dad shrugged, gesturing towards the cart. We each got a pair of the binoculars while the man selling them explained what they were an how they worked.

I also got an Irish necklace, placing it around my neck quickly. We all bought an extra pair of the binoculars for the others. When we were done, we ran back to the tent, fighting as to who gets through first. The smell of Maxie's cooking was in the air and man, did it smell good!

"Fred said that he and George made a bet, Krum gets the snitch, but the Irish win!" She sniggered, attempting to start up a conversation at dinner. I scrunched up my nose, thinking about it.

"Sounds far fetched, but you know. I think they're right." I shrugged, taking a bite when I finished speaking. Dad nodded, swallowing his food before he continued.

"I agree. Irish will win!" Dad fist pumped the air, smiling widely. I can just imagine he and James being here together, all the fun they'd have! It's sad to think about, but at least he isn't so lonely anymore. And he's out of Azkaban, he's safe.

Nat and I slept in a bunk bed, Harry slept on the top bunk of Dad and Maxie's bunk bed, which looked kind of weird, but hey. It works it works. Sometime through out the night, I noticed Harry wake up, holding his head. I faintly remember getting up to go help him, but that's it. So I wasn't to surprised when I woke up in his bed. The good thing was, I woke up before Dad and Maxie, so I climbed down the ladder and got back in my bed, waiting for them to wake me up again.

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"My legs hurt!" Ron whined, taking a few more steps. The match was getting ready to start and we were all hiking up to our seats, some of us *cough cough* Ron cough cough* have whined the whole way up. And it's beginning to get annoying. "How much farther?"

"Ronald. I can see the box. Which means you can. So please, stop, Whining!" I snarled, rolling my eyes. He mumbled a profanity under his breath, shooting me glares out of the corner of his eye. This started to annoy me too, so I thumped the back of his head. Harry laughed while Ron scowled and everyone else rolled their eyes.

"Come on now. Stop fighting. Only bout ten more steps. See?" Mr. Weasley attempted to calm us down, gesturing to the small amount of steps before us. I took them two at a time, pushing past a few people in front of me. I couldn't wait to get into that box!

I gave Ginny her, what was the word ominoculars? I don't know what they're called. The special binoculars. Anyway, and Nat and Harry gave their extra pair to Mione and Ron. When the Malfoy's came through, I got really mad. "Arthur? What on earth are you doing up here?" Lucious smirked, faking shock. He knew we'd be up here, why does he have to be such a prick? "Oh Sirius! How nice to see you with out any dementors hanging round! Tell me, why didn't we get an invite to the wedding?"

"Shut it Malfoy!" I glared, clenching my fists.

"Don't talk to my father like that!" Draco spat, glaring at me. "Come on Father, they're not worth it!" I didn't miss the apologetic look he sent Ginny either, does he have feeling for her? I didn't have time to think about it because the Bulgarian mascot came out. I felt hot all of a sudden, like my body was on fire. It sort of burned.

"Ow!" I hissed, rubbing at my arms, attempting to put out the fire. I caught a few people's attention. Ron, who was hanging off the banister, turned around. His jaw dropped. As did Fred, George's, and Harry's.

"G, Gracie! Your hair! It's turning blonde! And your eyes are turning blue!"

"She's veela?" Draco gasped, staring at me wide eyed. I'd caught several people's eyes by then and they were all staring at me. Ron started walking towards me like he did the veelas on the field. Well this just got weird.

"Sit down Ron!" I hissed, pushing him backwards. Harry just sat there, staring at me, eyes wide and open mouthed. Rolling my eyes, I crossed my arms, turning to face Dad. "Am I going to be stuck like this?"

"No!" He laughed, watching my BROTHERS and Harry, looking quite amused. Stupid brothers, staring at me all perv like. "It'll change back when they go away. See? It's already getting darker!" He gestured to my hair as the Irish leprechauns flew out, making all sorts of transformations out of themselves. I cheered loudly, along with the other Irish fans in the box.

"Wow." Harry muttered, shaking his head from side to side. "I prefer you better this way!" He whispered, rubbing his eyes. I laughed, kissing his cheek.

"Good. Because so do I! You wouldn't even talk!" I teased, poking his side. His face flushed, but he still smirked, poking me back.

"I wish I had a camera. I would have taken your picture, then you would have understood why I couldn't talk!" He laughed, turning his eyes back to the field.

"Don't worry, I got it!" Nat smiled, waving a camera back and forth. "That'll be one for the wall collage!"

I chuckled, turning to watch the match. They introduced the Bulgarian players, and when Krum came out, I thought Ron was going to confess undying love. Nat, Harry, Dad, and I jumped around, hollering and cheering for the Irish teammates.

It all started to quick! I couldn't keep up, how were they so fast? All sported the newest model of the firebolt, and man, did they know how to work it. I watched Ireland score and jumped up, cheering with the others. They scored a few more times and then Bulgaria scored, and I felt that burn again and noticed the tips of my hair turning blonde, scowling, I watched, waiting for Ireland to score again.

The match went on and on, I traded my special binoculars back and forth with Dad and Maxie. Looking around the box, I noticed Barry Crouch, an who I assume is his house elf. Paying it no attention, I went back to watching the game, moving a bit so that I could block Draco's view. When I heard him start complaining, I let out a satisfied "humph", then moved.

The match ended the way Fred and George said it would! Ireland won! Leprechaun gold was all over the place! They were dancing and making brilliant formations in the air. I clapped and squealed, smiling an bouncing up and down. Ron and the twins scrambled around grabbing the gold, though I have a feeling the twins are only doing it to mess with Ron. They know it'll disappear as well as I do.

"We won!" They cheered, skipping around over and over. We all returned to our tents and you could here Fred and George's funny singing from over here. You could here Mione and Ginny laughing and clapping. We were having our own celebrations over here. Dad was messing around, acting silly, making everyone laugh. It was so fun!

Several big booms were heard in the air. We all stopped, turning to the entrance of the tents. "Probably the Irish, celebrating. I'll go check, stay here!" Dad squeezed Maxie's hand before leaving the tent. He came back in a moment later, taking her hand and looking panicked. "Come on! Stay together! We have to get out of here!" We all took off running out of the tent. There were people in hooded cloaks everywhere, sending spells flying. They had the muggles, torturing them in the air. I wanted to cry, but figured it wouldn't be the best. I heard Mr. Weasley giving out commands next door.

"Nat!" Fred yelled, running over to us. George and Ginny not far behind. He picked Nat up and carried her on his back like George was doing with Ginny.

"Sirius! Maxie! We need your help! Fred, George take care of Nat and Ginny! Harry, Gracie, Ron, and Hermione stick together!" Mr. Weasley said, walking past.

"Take care of her Harry!" Dad said, kissing the top of my head. Harry nodded, a dead set look on his face. "Just get to the portkey. Hide. Do something! Be safe! I'll be back, okay?" He asked, looking us in the eye. We nodded, mutely, looking around. I pulled my wand, stepping closer to Harry and holding it out in front of me. "Good girl. Now go!" Dad said, giving me a small smile. Maxie hugged me before they ran off with Arthur.

"Come on!" Harry pulled his wand in his right hand and took my left in his. Ron and Mione followed us, staying close behind since they were wandless. "Where to?" Harry yelled, ducking as a spell went over his head.

"The woods!" I hollered, pointing in that direction. "Protego!" I blocked a spell coming at Mione and I. My heart was pounding an adrenaline rushed through my veins. I'm willing to bet these are death eaters. Pettigrew is here somewhere. We were running through a big crowd, an all of a sudden, I found myself standing alone. "Harry! Ron! Mione!" I wailed, spending around in circles.

"You just can't die, can you?" A cold voice said, coming up behind me. He was short and chubby. Pettigrew. "Crucio!"

"Protego! Is that the only spell you know? Petrificus Totalus!" He blocked it with the swish of his wand. "Reducto!" I yelled, hitting a tree above his head. When it hit him and he wavered a bit, I took off running, deep into the woods. I tripped on a root, my wand fell, laying in front of me. I hit my head on something, and it hurt badly. When I looked around, I noticed Harry, laying on the ground.

"Harry!" I squealed. I grabbed my wand and crawled over to him flipping him over. I shook him over and over. "Harry!"

He groaned, sitting up and holding his head. "Gracie? What happened? Where'd you go? Where are Ron and Hermione?" He said, taking my hand in panic.

"I don't know! We went through that crowd and suddenly I was all alone. Pettigrew found me and we fought a little bit and I took off running. I fell and hit my head. Are you okay? What happened to you?" I rushed, looking around frantically. I don't want any deatheaters sneaking up and trying to kill us.

"The same thing, minus the Pettigrew part. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. Harry, where's your wand?" He looked around, his eyes wide.

"I don't know!"

"Harry!" Ron yelled, running over, pulling Mione by her hand. I sighed in relief, trying not to cry. "Gracie! You guys are okay! What happened?"

"Tell you later! Help us find Harry's wand!" I said, getting on my knees to look around in the darkness. The bushes nearby rustled, a man ran out, said a quick spell and disappeared, dropping the wand to the ground. There were several loud pops and spells went flying over our heads.

"Stop! That's our kids!" Mr. Weasley yelled, stepping forward. Dad and Maxie followed him, running in our direction.

"Gracie! Harry!" They sighed, pulling us up and into a hug. Mr. Weasley rushed over, checking out Ron and Mione. "Where is Nat? Are they okay?"

"She's fine! I saw her with Ginny and the twins a minute ago! I got them a portkey to the burrow!" Arthur said, walking over to us with the other two in tow.

"Which one of you conjured that?" Barty Crouch hissed, stepping to the front of the line, wand drawled and pointing skywards. All of us kids looked up, and I sucked in a breath when I saw a big, green dark mark in the sky.

"Barty! You can't be serious? They're a bunch of kids!" Mr. Weasley eyes him incredulously. "Two of them aren't even fourteen yet!" He gestured to Harry and I. When Crouch, grunting, asking who did it, I remembered the man we saw earlier.

"There was a man sir! He said a spell then dropped the wand and disappeared! I swear Sir!" I begged, giving him my best puppy dog eyes. Harry nodded, pointing to the bushes.

"I saw him too. He was really there!" Ron and Mione nodded on agreement. Several men walked over there, wands raised. They came back with a struggling house elf, who was clutching a familiar wand. "That's my wand!" Harry stepped forward, taking it from the terrified elf. She was in hysterics, and I wanted so badly to comfort her, but I know that wouldn't be allowed.