Graveyard Dual
"Two handsome young boys, like yourselves can't be left unattended." Voldemort waved his wand, which lifted the scythe from on Harry and Cedric's hold. They immediately dropped to the ground.
"Pick up your wand, Harry!" he demanded, as he waved his wand at Cedric, causing him to fly straight into Macnair's clutches. "I said, pick it up!" he shouted, turning back to face them. "Pick it up!" he hissed. Harry turned around, and crawled towards his wand.
"You've been taught how to dual, I presume, yes?" Voldemort went on, spinning around in a circle. "First, we bow to each other," he stated, bowing before him, as Harry stood up.
Harry and Cedric both scoffed at him. "Come on, Harry, the niceties must be observed. Dumbledore wouldn't want you to forget your manners, now would he? I said, bow!" he snapped, aiming his wand at him. Harry was instantly forced into a bowing position.
"That's better," Voldemort smiled, glancing at Cedric. "I'll keep you for leverage," he bellowed, turning back to face Harry. He swung his want at him, and sent Harry flying into the air. He landed a few meters away from him. "At a boy, Harry," he exclaimed, stepping towards him. "You're parents would be proud. Especially your filthy mud-blood mother," he taunted.
"Expelliarmus!" Harry cried, only for Voldemort to repel it.
"Crucio!" Voldemort hissed, aiming his wand at him.
Harry's body was instantly filled with more pain than he thought could be possible. He struggled on the ground, as his body jolted up and down.
"I'm going to kill you, Harry Potter," Voldemort stated, gloatingly, as he walked towards him. He bent down, and looked into Harry's eyes. "After tonight, no one will ever again question my powers. After tonight, if they speak of you, they'll only speak of how you... begged for death. And I, being a merciful lord, obliged."
Harry shook his face, in horror. Cedric struggled in vain, trying to free himself from the tight grip of the death eater, but to no avail.
"Get up!" Voldemort shouted, hiding his hand over Harry's face. Harry found himself being instantly hovered into the air, and placed back on his feet.
"Run, Harry! Run!" Cedric cried.
Harry quickly made a dash and hid behind of the the headstones, nearly missing Voldemort's death curse.
"Don't you turn your back on me, Harry Potter! I want you to look at me, when I kill you. I want to see the light leave your eyes!" he shrieked. Then a grim smile grew on his face, as he turned to face Cedric. "Hmm. Cedric, is it not?" he questioned, turning back in Harry's direction. "Harry, if you won't fight me, than I will be forced to kill your friend, Cedric. Is that what you want?"
All the colour in Harry's face vanished, when he heard those words.
"Harry, don't do it!" Cedric screamed. "Save yourself!"
Harry knew that was something he could never do. He would never leave a friend behind, to be killed by Voldemort. He would gladly give himself over, to save his life. Harry slowly made himself visible, as he stepped away from the headstone.
He glanced at Cedric, and saw the tears swell up in his grey eyes. Harry couldn't bear to see him in pain. His glanced moved to Voldemort. "Leave him alone! It's me you want!" he hissed, holding up his wand.
"That it is," Voldemort replied, with an vile smirk, raising his wand. "Avada Kedevra!" he screamed, shooting out a beam of green light.
"Expelliarmus!" Harry cried, shooting out a beam of red.
Both lights met, and their wands connected. Voldemort tried with all his might to make his half stronger. Harry used all the strength he had to keep pushing against Voldemort's curse.
Eventually, their connected magic caused a shield to form around each of them. Soon, spirits started to appear out of nowhere. Harry could see his parents. They explained that they would hold Voldemort off, long enough for him to free Cedric and activate the port-key.
"Let go, sweetheart. Let go!" Lilly begged. Harry did, as his parents zoomed at Voldemort, knocking him off balance.
When Pettigrew and death eaters saw Voldemort fall to the ground, they instantly disapparated. Pettigrew quickly transfigured into a rat, and scurried away. The other death eaters vanished into a black mist.
Harry turned around, just in time to see Macnair, who still had a tight grip on Cedric. He saw that he was about to disapparate with him. Harry aimed his wand at him, and cried, "Stupefy!"
Macnair instantly fell over, and Cedric immediately made a dash towards Harry, and picked up his wand.
"Accio!" Harry screamed, making the cup fly towards them. Cedric and Harry both immediately touched it.
Hermione watched, and gasped when she saw Voldemort, trying to get back up. She knew he might try and attack them. She immediately aimed her wand at him, and muttered "Stupefy!" Knowing her knock out jinx would blend in with the spirits'.
Voldemort found himself being instantly knocked off his feet. He looked up, to see Cedric and Harry disappear, with the cup. He had no idea who or what caused him to fall. But, he had a suspicion that Harry or Cedric had something to do with it. "Curse you, Harry Potter!"
Hermione smiled, knowing she had just successfully attacked the dark wizard, himself. Harry smiled, and wrapped his arm around her shoulder. "Nice one!" Harry congratulated.
"Thanks," Hermione smiled.
"You did it!" he cried, happily.
"No, we did it!" Hermione stated, facing him. "Now, let's get put of here," she added. Then, the two made a dash to their brooms that were still safely hidden behind the hedge.
"We have to return these, and hurry back to Moody's classroom," Hermione stated, as they flew over the Quidditch stadium.
Harry and Cedric hit the ground with a thud. The could the crowd of people cheering, and applauding them.
Harry and Cedric's eyes met. They both knew what they had just witnessed, and who they had just barely escaped from.
"I'm so sorry," Harry whispered. "You shouldn't have been in the middle of it."
"I'm not," Cedric countered, firmly. "Harry, I'm glad you weren't alone, with that bastard!"
"He could have killed you. I don't know what I would have done, if he did," Harry exclaimed, tearfully.
"Hey, I'm all right," Cedric reassured, touching his cheek. "We made it, Harry. We escaped," he smiled, causing Harry to smile too.
The crowd stopped cheering, when they saw that Harry and Cedric weren't moving. Dumbledore and Moody, immediately ran over to them.
Dumbledore could read the boys' facial expressions. They had both just witnessed something horrible. "Harry? Cedric? What did you see?" Dumbledore asked, his voice full of concern.
"He's back!" Harry cried, looking up at him. "Voldemort's back! He nearly killed us!"
Dumbledore's face turned white. "How did you see this?"
"The cup was a port-key, sir," Cedric explained. "Someone must have made it into one. The instant we touched it, we found ourselves outside Riddle manor."
"Little Hangleton," Harry added. "It's been haunting my dreams, all year. It must have been a warning that he was going to return."
"How did he?"
"Pettigrew did some sort of spell, and Voldemort took on human form."
"Although, he still looks like a snake," Cedric interjected.
"Then, my worst fear has occurred. Tom is back, and he will stop at nothing to get revenge on those who helped destroy him," Dumbledore stated, fearfully.
"Professor," Moody spoke, standing over them. "Perhaps I should have a look at Potter and Diggory. To make sure they haven't been hexed."
"Good idea, Alastor. Although, I think we should let them stay here, for the moment. Ms Granger, Mr Weasley and Amos will want to be reunited with these two."
Just then, Hermione and Amos Diggory raced up to them. "Harry! Cedric!" Hermione cried, bending down next to them. "Are you all right?!"
"Yeah, Hermione, we're fine," Harry replied, smiling, glad to have her by their side.
Hermione glanced at Cedric. "Are you sure you're both all right?" she asked.
Both boys exchanged surprised looks.
"You two both know I wouldn't fall for that?" Hermione stammered. "Cedric, tell me the truth."
Cedric smiled. He knew Hermione was never one to be messed with. "Hermione, Harry and I are both all right. We barely made with our lives, but we managed to escape, safely."
The three stood up, and Cedric and Amos hugged each other.
Hermione glanced at Harry, and knew she did the right thing when she asked them to look out for each other. It was because of that, that they both made it back alive.
Hermione turned around, to see of she could spot Ron. She stepped away for a moment, and before Harry knew it, Moody was grabbing his shoulder. "Come on, Potter. Let's have a look at you," he beckoned.
For some reason, Harry felt nervous and scared of the mad-eyed professor. But dismissed it, thinking his fear was only due to the sight of a "human-ish" Voldemort. Harry followed the professor back to his classroom.
Just as they left the maze entrance, Hermione raced back with Ron. "Harry! I've found Ron! Harry?" she questioned, looking around. "Ron, he's gone!"
"Where could he have gone to?"
Then it hit her. Moody was gone too. Hermione's fears were confirmed. Moody was the one behind it all. She immediately raced over to Dumbledore, and informed him of Harry and Moody's disappearance.