Edited: 10/05/17

K A T E

"Katheryn, get up. The Malfoy's are picking you up in an hour." Snape's annoying voice rang in my ears, forcing me awake. My eyelids lifted slowly and I had to keep blinking to stop the light from hurting them. I groaned and threw a pillow in a random direction, but it was nowhere near him.

"Stop playing around Kate. If you don't get up you'll miss it and be depressed the whole day. So get up and get your things ready." He scolded, pulling my bed cover off me and leaving my body bare. I had clothes on, but it's still embarrassing when your parent figure sees you in a tank top and shorts. I quickly shot up into a sitting position and shooed him out of my room.

"Alright, alright! Now get out so I can get changed."

"Be quick about it. You're wasting time."

Severus left and I went over to the closet. I changed into a blue long sleeved t-shirt, black jeans and a navy hoodie. Then, I grabbed my large bag full of stuff and brought it down the stairs and placed it by the front door.

After about half an hour, there was a knock at the door. I walked over and opened it, only to be met with the sight of Satan and his spawn themselves. I'd like to say that they liked me, but that was probably only because they knew I was powerful. They most likely hated me as much as Harry Potter, maybe a little less. Lucius was the first to speak.

"Get your stuff, stupid girl! We don't have alot of time, the coach is waiting!" He basically shouted at me. Draco was silently laughing behind his father and I glared at him whilst quickly picking up my bag. I shouted a short goodbye to Snape and walked out the door with Lucius and Draco.

The ride was silent. The only person to talk was Lucius, who only talked to Draco. It was like I didn't even exist to them, which was good. Usually if they noticed you, it was to insult you or judge your origin. Luckily for me, they couldn't do either because I was Snape's 'daughter'. Having Severus as a father had it's pros and cons. A pro would be that people wouldn't mess with me, but a con would be that they judge me before they even got to know me. I'd hate to see Potter's reaction if he found out I was Snape's daughter, Harry hated Snape and everyone knew it.

After what seemed like hours of silence, we finally arrived at the Quidditch World Cup. The coach pulled to a stop and Draco shoved me out of the way to see the view first. It was absolutely breathtaking. There were thousands of people there, all moving around trying to find their tents. Lucius came up beside and spoke up.

"Go and find your tent girl, we'll come get you later." He instructed. I nodded in reply and he walked off with Draco.

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I was walking around the tent area for about an hour and I still couldn't find my tent. Bravo Kate, you managed to get yourself lost, I thought to myself. Looking around a bit more, I spotted a boy around my age who was quite tall and all around handsome. But, it's not like I had anyone to compare him to, I barely got out of the house. I made my way over to him and tapped him on the shoulder. He turned around and looked at me in surprise.

"Hi, um, I'm kinda lost. I was wondering if you knew where the Diggory's tent is. You see, my tent is next door and I can't seem to find it." I asked him and he smiled. I took that as a good sign.

"Yeah, my name's Cedric Diggory, I'll take you there." He replied and started to walk ahead of me.

"Oh, thank you! I've been lost for ages. I'm Katheryn by the way, or Kate, whichever you like." I rambled like an idiot. I couldn't help it though. Last time I checked, the only boy I had talked to was Draco, and I hated him. Cedric laughed as we walked, after awhile we stopped infront of a tent.

"Nice to meet you Kate. Do you go to Hogwarts? I haven't seen you around before." He asked curiously and I shook my head.

"No, I don't. But I will when it starts back up in two weeks time. I've been home schooled all my life." I said as I looked at the initials on the tent. It said 'K' and I knew it was mine so I turned towards Cedric again. "This is me, I'll see you around, yeah?"

"Yeah, I'll see you around. Hopefully before Hogwarts starts." Cedric replied as he walked away to his own tent.

"Hopefully." I sighed and walked into my tent. Looking around, I was surprised to see it was bigger on the inside like the TARDIS in Doctor Who. I dropped my bag randomly on the floor and ran around the tent, discovering where everything was.

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It was a couple hours later when Lucius came to get me. We were making our way up to our seats when we came across the Weasely's and two other people, who I guessed to be Hermione Granger and Harry Potter. Lucius looked up at them on the stairs when one of the twins asked: "Blimey, Dad. How far up are we?"

The rest of the family spotted us when Draco's father spoke up. "Well, put it this way: If it rains...you'll be the first to know." Draco looked towards his dad and snickered.

Harry Potter turned to Hermione and whispered: "Who's that girl? I've never seen her before. Do you think she's related to the Malfoy's?" I stayed quiet and silently watched as Draco added to his father's comment.

"Father and I are in the minister's box...by personal invitation of Cornelius Fudge himself. Kate's just along for the ride, she's lucky we even let her come along." Draco boasted and we started walking again.

Lucius stopped Draco by hitting him in the stomach and scolded: "Don't boast, Draco." He them looked back to the Weasely's. I was silently laughing at Draco as he was told off by his father and caught eyes with Harry. He must of saw the rare golden colour of my eyes because he looked away. I then listened to Lucius continue, "There's no need with these people."

Harry started to push Hermione away, when Lucius' cane caught his sleeve and forced him back. "Do enjoy yourself, won't you? While you can." I don't know about anyone else, but that sounded like a warning to me. Lucius removed his cane and walked away with Draco, I stayed behind.

"I'm sorry about them, they're a bit...snobbish." I apologised to Mr. Weasely, he nodded and and said whilst walked away with his group: "It's not your fault, dear. Stay out of trouble." I then quickly caught up with the Malfoy's who didn't even notice my absence.

We made it to the stands and there was lots of cheering. The Irish came over the stands and dropped fireworks from their brooms. It created a dancing leprechaun and I was in awe as everyone shouted, "Ireland! Ireland! Ireland!" But it all quickly changed as the Bulgarians came and flew straight through the dancing fireworks. Viktor Krum did a stunt on his broom and everyone cheered his name. Krum and his team flew around the stadium when Viktor's figure was projected onto the stadium seats. If you ask me, he's just a big show off.

"Good evening! As minister of Magic...it gives me great pleasure...to welcome each and everyone of you...to the final of the 422nd Quidditch World Cup!" The minister announced with his wand to his throat, allowing his speech to be louder. He started taking his wand off as he said: "Let the match...begin!" A light was released and it went into the sky. Draco was cheering. As was I, only a little quieter. Lucius was just watching with a straight face.

The game was over and Ireland had won. I had retreated back to my tent, but could still hear everyone celebrating. However, everything seemed strange, something was wrong. My suspicions were proven right when I heard a scream. I rushed outside as fast as my legs could carry me to see what was going on.

Everyone was screaming and running in all sorts of directions. I had absolutely no idea what was going on. Well, that was until someone shouted: "Get out, it's the Death Eaters!" My eyes widened and then I ran, bumping into all sorts of people. I tried to stay in one direction, but people kept pushing me and all I was doing was being pushed back. The Death Eaters were setting fire to all the tents and it was spreading fast.

I spotted Harry Potter falling down and start crawling on the ground, when he was suddenly trampled on and knocked out. Running over to him, I got on my hands and knees to try and wake him up, but no avail, he was out cold. I looked up for any help, but people were busy running for their lives. I was going to look the other way, but a man ran by and hit me hard in the head with his knee. As a result, I myself was then knocked out on the floor, next to the boy who lived.

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When I woke up, I noticed that all the tents were no longer alight and my surroundings were deathly quiet. I looked to my left and noticed that Harry was still unconscious. Then, I heard the sound of footsteps and saw a man in the distance. He kept kicking things whilst he was walking and then suddenly stopped to cast a spell.

"Morsmordre!" He shouted and pointed his wand to the sky. His wand released a light and it exploded into a figure of a green skull. The skull then produced a glowing snake coming from it's mouth and it was terrifying. I quickly turned to Harry Potter and shook his shoulders frantically.

"Harry! Harry Potter wake up, quickly! We need to get out of here before he sees us!" I whispered, almost pleading him to open his eyes. He started to stir and I moved away a bit.

"Who are you?" He asked, a bit too loudly I should think.

"Be quiet or he'll hear us!" I snapped in a whisper.

"You were with the Malfoy's." He then quietly stated, I nodded.

"Yes, but we're not related, now shut up!"

He looked around til his sights landed on the man who was now coming towards us. We quickly got up and started running away from him. The man was getting closer so I looked at him and used my wandless magic. He flew back off the ground. Harry looked at me in shock, but I just kept running. In the distance we could hear a boy and a girl shouting for Harry.

"Harry! Where are you?" The boy's voice screamed.

"Harry!" Shouted the girl. We saw the man disappear and then heard running from behind us.

"We've been looking for you for ages! Thought we lost you, mate. Who's this?" The ginger boy asked, Ron I think. I stayed quiet.

"I-I don't know, but she saved me." Harry replied.

"You were with the Malfoy's, why?" Hermione asked me. I was about to answer, when a noise came from the thing in the sky.

"What is that?" Harry asked. No-one replied, but my eyes started hurting, like they were on fire or being burned. I looked at Harry who seemed to be in pain from the scar on his forehead. He held it with his hand, staring at the sky. People started appearing in puffs of smoke.

"Stupefy!" They all shouted, aiming their wands at us. We all ducked down so we wouldn't get hit. Hermione and I screamed, crouching down.

"Stop!" A voice shouted. "That's my son!" The person pushed one of the men out of the way and ran over to us. "Ron, Harry, Hermione, you all right?

"We came back for Harry and he was with her. She saved his life apparently." Ron announced, also introducing me. Mr. Weasely checked on Harry and then checked on me.

"Which of you conjured it??" Crouch accused, pointing his wand between Ron, Hermione, Harry and I.

"Crouch, you can't possi--" Mr. Weasely began, but was cut off by Crouch.

"Do not lie! You've been discovered at the scene of the crime."

"Crime?" I asked, probably voicing Harry's thoughts. Crouch suddenly turned his attention to me and his eyes widen and then pointed his wand directly at me and I staggered back.

"Barty! They're just kids." Mr. Weasely tried to reason.

"What crime?" Harry questioned, confused.

"It's the Dark Mark, Harry." Hermione explained.

"It's his mark." I added with a gasp and Crouch lowered his wand.

"What, Voldemort?" Asked Harry. God he's slow. "Those people tonight, in the masks, they're his too, aren't they? His followers?" Mr. Weasely nodded and said: "Yeah. Death Eaters."

"Follow me." Crouch instructed and his group lowered their wands.

"There was a man, before." Harry announced.

I piped up and pointed to where the man was before: "There!"

"All of you, this way!" Crouch ignored as he rushed away with his group.

"A man, Harry? Who?" Mr. Weasely quizzed.

"I don't know. " Harry answered and then turned to me. "Do you know?"

"No." I replied honestly. "We didn't see his face."

We all turned and looked at the thing in the sky.