Various random x OC one shots

Fred Weasley (Harry Potter)

A/N: For this one, I altered the storyline a bit. Not a lot though, it was only for the sake of the plot.

Fred Weasley:

    "Fred, George!" Mr. Weasley shouts as their group rushes out of the tent. Mackenzie is struck by a wave of heat and smoke and screams fill the air as people rush in every direction. "Ginny is your responsibility!"

    Mackenzie watches as the twins run off in the direction of the portkey, their set destination, with their little sister. A twinge of fear shows in the girls dark brown eyes as she watches the group leave, taking her best friend and longtime crush with them. She has to stay with her sister, Ashlynn, as a group any greater than three would make it harder to stay together.

    Fred turns around, having paused momentarily to help an old woman who had fallen. His eyes lift from the woman, scanning the crowd for something. His eyes meet Mackenzie's and he relaxes slightly, seeing she hadn't left yet.

    Be careful is what his eyes say, along with something else. Something deeper that Mackenzie couldn't quite understand. The girl nods, sending him the same message back.
"Kenzie, we gotta go!" Ashlynn shouts from a few feet away, having finally emerged from the tent. Sending one last glance at Fred, who smiles at her and winks in a reassuring way before running off after his siblings, Mackenzie turns around and follows her sister into the frantic crowd.

    Ashlynn and Mackenzie weave their way in and out of the hoard of panicked people as they make their way to the edge of the forest. Hand in hand so they don't lose each other, they dodge fires, wyre spells, and people who are chanting in a strange, eerie language. At one point, they come into contact with one of the strangers, who turns his wand on the two girls.
Mackenzie steps in front of her younger sister, raising her wand to protect the girl. She's about to hex the man when someone shouts a spell from behind her. She recognizes the voice as Harrys but doesn't turn around, just in case the man deflects the spell and returns fire. He was not prepared though, and crumples to the ground.

    Ashlynn jogs over to the trio while Mackenzie makes sure the man is down for the count. He's dressed in long black robes, his face covered by a silver-and-bone mask. Talk about creepy.

    "We're almost to the trail," Hermione speaks up from behind the older girl. Mackenzie turns around to face the witch, their eyes meeting and an understanding passing between the two of them.

    "Then Ash and I will follow you," Mackenzie says, "Lead the way."

The group of five makes their way through the now thinning crowd. There are still people running around frantically, but not as many as before. The ground is littered with debri from nearby burning tents and trees, causing the students to trip from time to time.

    A loud grunt sounds out from behind Mackenzie, followed by the sound of a body falling to the ground. She takes a few more steps before turning around to find Harry gone.

    "Hermione, Ron!" An authoritative voice calls out, and it takes Mackenzie a moment to realize it was her that had called out. The two turn around, eyes widening when they see their friend missing. "Take Ashlynn to the portkey. Harry and I will catch up." Catching the look in her sisters eyes, she smiles reassuringly. "I'll come back with him, I promise." Without giving the group time to argue, Mackenzie weaves to the side and lets the crowd carry the three of them away.

    After making sure the trio didn't follow her, she plunges into the sea of bustling people. Mackenzie calls Harry's name over and over again, fear striking her deeper and deeper every time she doesn't get a response. He had been like a little brother to her since the moment he was sorted into Gryffindor, and now she feared she may never see him again.