Year Four: The TriWizard Tournament

Part 2

There's a flash of white light and suddenly they're all flying through the air. Anne felt her feet leave the ground and she was dragged into the air as if with an invisible hook. She could feel Harry and Hermione on either side of her, their shoulders banging into hers; they were all speeding forward in a howl of wind and swirling color.

"Let go, kids!" Mr. Weasley shouted.

They all looked at each other.

"Let go!" Mr. Weasley repeated.

Harry, Anne, Ron, Hermione and the younger Weasleys let go of the boot. Briefly, Anne found herself falling through empty space and then ---

Her feet hit solid ground and she fell onto dewy grass. Hermione crashed into her. Everyone else except Mr. Weasley, Mr. Diggory, and Cedric were on the ground.

Anne looked up. She saw Mr. Weasley, Mr. Diggory, and Cedric glide gracefully to the ground.

"Bet that cleared your sinuses, eh?" said Mr. Weasley smiling.

Cedric helped Harry to his feet. Anne tried to get up only to stagger and fall.

In a flash, Cedric caught her. He had one arm around her waist and one hand on her shoulder. "You okay?"

Anne's dizziness cleared and her nausea diminished as she allowed Cedric to steady her. Being held by him was making her feel  somewhat bashful and at the same time exhilarated. "Thanks," she finally said.

Cedric smiled. "No problem."

They all walk across the field to a deserted moor, unable to make out much through the mist. After about five minutes, a small stone cottage next to a gate swam into view. Beyond it, Anne could just make out the ghostly shapes of hundreds and hundreds of tents, rising up the gentle slope of a large field toward a dark wood on the horizon. Music was playing and people were flying about overhead.

After passing through the gate, they walk a little ways until they come upon a small tent.

"Parting of the waves I think, old chap. See you at the match," said Mr. Diggory as he bid Mr. Weasley and the others good-bye.

"See you later, Cedric," called Anne as the older boy and his father departed.

Mr. Weasley crawled into the tent first. "We'll be a bit cramped but I think we'll all squeeze in. Come and have a look."

Anne crawled into the tent. What she saw made her jaw drop. She had entered what looked like a three roomed apartment, furnished with armchairs and a fireplace complete with a bathroom and kitchen. Anne thought she had never seen anything elaborate as the inside of a wizard's camping tent.