Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
PROLUGE
In the graveyard, Harry had been terrified. He had just seen fellow Hogwartian, Cedric Diggory, get murdered by Wormtail, his parent's betrayer, on Voldemort's orders. Wormtail was making the potion that would give Lord Voldemort a body of his own once more, and Harry could do nothing to stop it.
Suddenly, something stood up inside the cauldron containing Tom Riddle Sr.'s bones, Wormtail's flesh, and Harry's blood. Lord Voldemort rose.
"Clothe me" he said; Wormtail put on the cloak that Lord Voldemort had been swaddled in not thirty minutes ago.
Then, Voldemort pressed his finger to Wormtail's Dark Mark, and Harry's scar seared with fresh pain. Death Eaters were apparating all around them.
After Voldemort was finished speaking to each Death Eater about how they betrayed him after his defeat thirteen years ago, he then turned to Harry. Voldemort taunted Harry, and his scar was burning with pain. Then, Voldemort freed him, and Harry scrambled for his wand.
"Now, we duel," Voldemort said. "I hope you've learned how to duel at Hogwarts, have you not? First, you bow."
An invisible hand seemed to shove Harry's head down, almost making him topple to the ground. He straightened up, his wand pointed directly at Voldemort's heart would be, if he had one. But Voldemort got his curse out first.
"Crucio!" And Harry was on fire, his body screaming to let him pass out, to die, anything to get rid of the pain. Voldemort merely laughed, "See, Potter? You escaped Death as an infant, and now you will see it again, but I intend to keep you alive, to show you that you are weaker than me. Much, much weaker."
Voldemort relinquished the curse, Harry was panting heavily. Harry figured he could run, but fighting would give him a better, though still infinitesimally slim, chance at survival. So he yelled "Expelliarmus!" just as Voldemort bellowed "Avada Kedavra!"
The golden beam of light came, but Harry had no real knowledge of what that meant; so he broke off the bond and screamed "AVADA KEDAVRA!" as Voldemort was still reeling back from the gold light.
Tom Riddle Jr. was killed by Harry Potter, but he did not die. Harry's head felt like it was ripping apart, and right before he blacked out, he saw Voldemort's new body dissipate, and fly into him just as he touched the Portkey.
A/N: This is my first fanfic, so it will not be perfect. Yes, I messed up on the graveyard scene quite a bit, but I didn't want to look up every single quote and perfect it. I am not an expert on Horcrux/Brand-New Body Potion/Priori Incantatem, so if Harry breaking away from Priori Incantatem doesn't apply to Golpalott's 28th law, I don't really care. Updating will be around once a week or so.