Death Eater?? Open?
This had been a very organized set up for the Order. There were some members patrolling the crowd as if they were typical concert goers, some were actually on duty for their jobs, and others, like Emmeline, were stuck under invisibility cloaks in designated, stationary locations along the perimeter. As frustrating as it was, Auror Booth had tipped them off that it was essential that they stay out of the way of the ministry-approved security, because wards and other spells that had been set up might not go over so well with people hiding under invisibility cloaks.
Emmeline was quite fine with not having to make her way through the crowd. She'd had a good spot by a tree, nice and shady, and had kept an expert watch on everything. The supposed final song began (there would have to be an encore or something, right?) and she was almost ready to call the day a success. Never do that during a war, though, and Emmeline kept her stand. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary as she paced her allotted two meters of space.
She adjusted her cloak, and in the next second a pair of strong arms wrapped themselves around her middle, pinning her arms to her side and lifting her off the ground. Emmeline could barely scream as she recognized the cloak of a death eater, and for a second wondered how insane this looked---the death eater was squeezing to death a large empty space---Emmeline couldn't even gesture for help as she was stuck under her cloak, invisible to everything around her.
What---how had they known she would be under here, right here in this spot----Emmeline growled and kicked back, hoping to do harm to a tender spot.
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