Hope: -Sighs- Aunt Angie will be fine. Sam will be fine. Just as long as they don't piss the dragon off too much. -Grins-
Kris: *Flies into the tent at a high speed, landing in a roll on the ground, rolling to his feet* Damn Slytherin saboteurs...
Hope: -Nods secretly sending little bursts of courage to Angie and Sam and smiles- They'll be just fine. -Snuggles into Toms chest-
Angie: Kris! Are you ok?! *Runs over to him* Kris: Yeah, I'm fine! But you need to get your own egg... Be careful...
Hope: Draco!! -looks at the Dark Mark- Oh dear lord... -Looks at Tom- I think I might... Die... Or Kris or Angie... Tom someone in this tournament is going to die... -Panics-
Kris: *Looks up* What?! Angie, Hope, get back! *Swords appear again and he flies up, looking for DEs*