It feels as though it has been hours since we hid down here. Every once and a while we can hear muffled footsteps of running people. But other than that it is silent except for the natural sounds of outdoors.

The sky is a greyish color, it's probably near dawn. But the lack of chirping birds has us questioning otherwise.

"You think it's safe to go out..?" I ask.

"I don't know, I can go check?" Fred answers.

"Or I can. I'm closer." We nod and George looks around outta the hiding area. He steps out for a second to look around.

Fred and I nervously wait for him for about thirty seconds. He then pokes his head back in and says ,"Hey guys it's alright, come on outs now." Fred nods, standing.

Picking me up bridal style to carry me out.

" Well get better treatment for that once we find my dad." He says nodding towards my ankle. I give him an acknowledging smile in return.

"Everything is pretty much destroyed." George says while we are climbing out. I look around to find his previous statement is correct. It is all destroyed. The ground has ash scattered everywhere and the sky is littered with lingering smoke.

"Woah-" I finally say, "Yeah woah. Why'd this happen?" Fred says.

"I don't know but I think we better get a move on."

With that we continue looking for someone we know. Ten minutes later still no one. I start to feel like I am a burden and that we'd move a lot quicker if it wasn't for my ankle.

"Fred put me down."

"What? No. You crazy? You can't walk on that leg. You'll only hurt yourself more."

"He is right. You can't go running around on a broken ankle," George adds.

"Ugh you two act as though I'm stupid...no. I mean you two go ahead and find help and I will stay here."

An uneasy look appears on Fred's face,"(y/n) we can't just leave you here. Someone bad could be waiting for us to split up so they-"

"Fred! George!" A voice calls. We look around and see no one.

"Dad? Where are you?" Fred yells.

"Guys we're over here!" George then adds.

We hear footsteps around us then outlines of four people form.

Me. Weasley, Ginny, Ron, and Hermione run up to us.

"(Y/n) are you alright?" Ginny asks.

"Oi, what about us. D'we not matter anymore?" George asks with a hurt expression on his face.

"Oh shut up, with what you two are capable of there's no need to worry about you two."

Ron rolls his eyes, "Whatever Ginny. You were pretty much balling over losing them."

Hermione then looks at my ankle, realizing why Fred is holding me.

"(Y/n) you're hurt!" The others turn and look at me and seeing my injury as well.

"It is nothing really. I can walk and- wait guys, Harry!"

"Oh crap! Yeah where's Harry?" Fred asks.

"If he isn't with us we obviously don't know, idiot!" Ron says.

"We were hoping he was with you guys." Hermione states.

"We haven't seen him since after the match, in our tent-" George says.

"He could be anywhere!" Replies Fred.

Ron and Hermione share a scared look then take off running.

"You two get back here! It's not safe!" Me.Weasley calls out as he runs out to find him.

"Ginny I guess you stay with us." Fred says. Ginny nods in return and sits on the ground.

"You can still set me down." I say to Fred. He looks a bit hesitant at first but after a few seconds he sets me down.

"If you guys wanna go look for Ha-"

"No, stop that. We're not just gonna leave you here in the middle of this-"

"Okay okay, jeez. You win."

With that said both the twins sit down and poke the ground with sticks.

"Well, this is fun..." Ginny sighs.

~

"How long has it been?" Fred asks, now laying on the ground (in a very uncomfortable looking way).

"Almost forty-five minutes."

"ONLY FORTY-FIVE MINUTES?! It feels like it's been hours!"

"Well maybe if you would lay in a more comfortable position, you wouldn't be so whiny."

He mutters something under his breathe and rolls away.

As for the other two, they looked as though they were attending someone's funeral.

We sit like this for a while longer, just waiting for the others to turn up again but with Harry.

Every once and a while one of the twins will let out an exaggerated sigh. While Ginny and I just stare off into the smoky sky.

The twins by now had picked up sticks and started sword fighting. But they were doing so as if they were drunk.

They would attempt to run one through and miss and end up falling on the ground. I take back my statement from before. Even drunk men would be able to fight better than this.

"It still amazes me that they have girlfriends." Ginny says.

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"Well just look at how they've been behaving. They can be quite ridiculous." I let out a small laugh, "Well yes that can be true. But people find them funny."

Ginny shakes her head with a slight smile on her face, "But you two are almost complete opposite."

"Not really-"

"In my opinion you are. You actually try to do well in school and have a good sense of things. Him on the other hand, he's just always a goofball."

"But there's nothing wrong with that."

"Oh not at all." She replies quickly,"I'm just saying you're a bit different that's all."

I smile to myself, "opposites attract I guess."

"Hah, yeah I guess so."

~

"Harry!"

After what seems like forever we finally see Mr.Weasley appear through the grey sky.

Fred and George run over to them and immediately start throwing questions at Harry.

"Harry! Where have you been?" Fred starts.

"Why are you all dirty?"

"Why do you all look so serious?"

"Did something happen?"

"Did you get hurt?"

"Won't you boys just leave him alone?" Ginny asks pulling him away from them.

"C'mon now, we should leave here quickly." Mr. Weasley says while trying to move us along.

Fred picks me up again and I wrap my arm around his shoulders.

"Hermione, Ron. What happened..?" George asks behind us. Fred and I eaves drop.

"Oh it sure is an interesting story."

"Yeah, we'll tell you what we know. But later you might want to hear Harry's version." Hermione adds.

"Alrighty just tell me what you know..."

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