Dear Harry,

I hope you, Granger and Weasley are alright. The attack was just so sudden. Me and Draco were in the tent; me teasing him because Bulgaria lost (the team he was supporting). Our parents suddenly came, told us to stay safe and informed us that there was a portkey in the tent to take us home. They then just went away; fast as lightning. 

Just as Draco and I processed this information, there was a bang. Heat crept into the tent and we both put our head out of the tent to check out what happened. Cloaked figures were everywhere. Shooting spells and innocent people. Just as we were about to grab the portkey to escape, there was a bang again and our tent fell apart.

I and Draco ran shooting spells that we knew. Rather be expelled by using spells, than die. That's when I saw it. The muggles they, they were- 

It was just sad, and disgusting. I swear I wanted to cry. Soon after a while our parents came and that is when I really understood. Our parents; they were the ones who just attacked. 

I couldn't sleep for a week or so after the incident. Images of the incident flash in my eyes. Images of blood, people dying. Me, you, my friends, all getting attacked. 

Not the best way to start of the year. But let's wait for what Hogwarts awaits.

Stay Safe,

Cordelia