Chapter One, Trunks and Trollies

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✵ Chapter One ✵

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Selena and Sandy sat at the small dining room table the next morning, Mr. Owens sat across from them reading the daily prophet, a cup of tea in his other hand.

As Sandy ground pepper on to her eggs she glanced up at her father, she placed the pepper down and frowned. "What's that on the cover?" She questioned, her face scrunched up in confusion as she saw something dark moving about on the front page below the headline; SCENES OF TERROR AT THE QUIDDITCH WORLD CUP

He raised his dark bushy eyebrows, before he cleared his throat. "There was a scare at the Quidditch World Cup Occurring on the 25th August," he told them before he began to read.

"A riot broke out when a large group of Death Eaters stormed Mr Roberts's campsite, destroying everything in their wake, torturing Muggles and Muggle-borns alike." He told them, before he suddenly let out a snort.

The two girls looked at each other before looking at Sandy's father with raised eyebrows.

Mr. Owens placed the paper down on the table, shaking his head as he mumbled to himself before taking a long drink of tea.

Noticing the girls staring at him, waiting for him to elaborate on why he snorted after reading of muggles and muggle-borns being tortured.

He lowered the cup from his lips slowly, and set it down on the table.

"Following after that bit of information, there was an article by Rita Skeeter," he sighed and folded his hands.

"The article written by Rita Skeeter blames the Ministry of Magic for the events at the World Cup, and criticises them for having lax security." He began and the two girls looked at each other with deep frowns.

"The article mentions the statement given by Arthur Weasley, who had impressed that nobody had been hurt, but the article is sceptical about how true this is."

He rolled his eyes before he continued, "Skeeter suggests that there are rumours that several bodies were removed from the woods. Which, if you ask me, is appsolute dragon dung. I highly doubtful that if there were deaths at the tournament, that Skeeter would be allowed to cover it."

"That's still horrible, those poor muggles didn't do anything to deserve to be tormented." Selena looked at the table.

Sandy nodded mutley as she focused on her food.

Sensing the tension that had swept over them, Mr. Owens cleared his throat. "Oh, would you look at that, it's going on 10 o'clock, we have to get ready to go to the platform." He stood up, setting his cloth napkin on his empty plate.

Sandy shoved the remaining portion of her eggs into her mouth, and pushed herself up from the table, dropping her napkin on her plate as well.

Selena watched as Sandy disappeared up the stairs, she turned to Mr. Owens.

"I'm glad none of us went there " He told her began picking up the plates without magic.

Selena nodded profusely, "I am too. Though I do worry for Sandy, because once we get to school, I'm sure that people will still be talking about it." Selena leaned back in her chair slightly as she thought of her friend who had been so quiet.

"Oh, I'm sure there will be. But that is why I am thankful she has you, I know you both keep each other sane. Which I do appreciate, considering you stay with us most of the time outside of school." Mr. Owens smiled, his forehead wrinkling slightly as he did so.

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