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Harry landed hard on the ground with Cedric under his arm and the cup in his other hand. At first the crowd cheered for Harry and Cedric, but then the cheering died as they all saw what Harry was. Harry ignored the crowd gasping at him and just cried on Cedric's chest. Fleur screamed when she saw how still Cedric was. Whispers went around the stands, but Harry ignored it. His eyes were blurred with tears that he didn't see the crowd of professor circle around him to shield the crowds' view.
Dumbledore bent down next to Harry and said, "What happened Harry?" Harry just cried, "He's back, he's back!" Dumbledore lend closer and said, "Who, Harry?" Harry shouted, "Voldemort. He's back, Voldemort is back! I couldn't leave him there. Not there." Dumbledore nodded and said, "I know, Harry, I know. It's alright now, you're safe." Fudge rushed up and gasped at what he saw and said to Snape, "Keep everybody in their seats; a boy has just been killed." Fudge then turned to Dumbledore and hastily said, "They must be moved Dumbledore, there are too... many people." Dumbledore ignored him for the moment as he tried to get Harry to remove his grip from Cedric's body.
From the stands, Amos pushed through the crowd, screaming, "Let me through, let me through!" When he got to the field he pushed his way through the group of professors, who didn't really put up too much of a fight, and stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Cedric laying there. He began to cry and shouted, "That's my son... that's my boy!" Amos knelt next to his son and heavy tears streamed from his eyes. Harry cried with him; but soon Moody went up to him and picked him up. Harry struggle to try and stay with Cedric, but Moody was too strong. "Come with me, everything will be alright." Dumbledore watched as Moody left the field with Harry in his arms.
Moody brought him into the Defense Against the Dark Arts room and placed him on the ground next to his large trunk. He then walked into his back room while saying, "Are you alright?" Harry slightly nods as Moody comes out. "Do they hurt?" Harry shook his head no and said, " Not so much anymore sir." Moody bent closer and said, "I still think I should take a look at them, they could get infected you know." Moody looked at the wound on Harry's tail first and then the one on his arm and said, "So what happened?" Harry, who was slowly regaining himself, said, "The cup was a portkey and it took us to where Voldemort was at, a potion was made and he returned." Harry then heard Moody whisper, "What was it like? What was he like?" Harry looked at him and asked "Who?" "The Dark Lord; what was it like to stand in his presence?" Moody demanded.
Harry shuttered and said, "I don't know. It was like I fell into one of my dreams; one of my nightmares." Harry tried to push the thought away, but Moody kept bringing it up. Moody soon moved away and started acting strange; like he was gasping for air. He tried his flask but found it was empty. He then tried his jars but those were empty too. He continued his questions and asked, "Were there others? In the graveyard?" Harry was about to answer, but then thought about the question and replied, "I… I didn't say anything about a graveyard, Professor." Moody turned back to him and sarcastically said, "Marvelous creatures dragons are." He then came up close to Harry and said, "Do you really think that Hagrid would have shown you the dragons if I haven't suggested it? Do you think Cedric would've know to put the egg in the water if I haven't told him? Do you think Longbottom would've know about Gillyweed if I didn't give him the book that led him straight to it?"
Harry's eyes went wide and he tried to scoot back from him and said, "It was you. You put my name into the Goblet of Fire and then cursed the gillyweed, turning me into this. Why?" "Do you really think that you would have won tonight if I didn't do all this? You won because I made it so." Moody grabbed Harry's arm and pressed his thumb on his wound and grinded when Harry hissed in pain. Moody then continued and said, "You were in that graveyard tonight because it was meant to be. And now the blood that runs through your veins runs within the Dark Lord's and thanks to my curse, he will live forever." Moody licked the blood from his thumb and then laughed, "Oh think how he will reward me when I have silenced the great Harry Potter." He then raised his wand, about to strike when the door is blown open and Dumbledore, along with Snape, McGonagall, and Fudge, rush into the room.
Dumbledore pointed his wand at Moody and yelled, "STUPIFY!" Moody fell over back wards. Dumbledore and Snape went to Moody and Snape had a potion which he poured down Moody's throat, while McGonagall went next to Harry. "Are you alright, Mr. Potter?" McGonagall asked. Harry nodded slowly, but didn't respond.
Dumbledore pressed his wand to Moody's chest and demanded, "Do you know who I am?" Moody spat out, "Albus Dumbledore." Dumbledore asked his next question. "Are you Alaster Moody?" Moody grunted and then said, "No." "Is he in this room?" Dumbledore asked ruffly, but when the imposter didn't reply, he pressed his wand harder into his chest and demanded, "IS HE IN THIS ROOM?" He didn't answer, but looked to the large trunk next to where Harry sat. "Move him out of the way," Snape said as he took his wand and unlocked the trunk. They all peered into the trunk and inside was the real Moody. Dumbledore called down to him and said, "Are you alright Alaster?" Moody just replied, "I'm sorry Albus."
As they were all looking into the trunk, they heard the fake Moody making gurgling noise. They all looked at him and noticed that his form was changing. Snape took the flask away, smelled it, and said, "Polyjuice potion." Dumbledore smiled and said, "Now we know who has been in your stores Severus." The fake Moody threw his head back and when he came back up, he was his normal self. Dumbledore looked shocked and said, "Barty Crouch Jr." Crouch laughed and said, "I'll show you mine if you show me yours." He pulled up is sleeve to reveal the Dark Mark moving on his arm. "Give me your arm," Dumbledore said to Harry and he saw that the blood from Harry's cut caused the Dark Mark move on Crouch's arm. Crouch laughed and said, "He has returned."
Harry listened to what was happening around; but the conversations were becoming fuzzy. He barely heard Dumbledore say, "Minerva call the Askaban Guards, I think they'll find that they are missing a prisoner." Harry then became woozy and slumped over onto the ground.
McGonagall shout, "Harry?" She looked to Dumbledore and said, "Albus, Harry's is unconscious." Dumbledore turned to look at him, but then said, "Severus watch him while I take Harry to one of the prefect's bathroom. Minerva, can you send Poppy as soon as you can." Snape nodded and put his wand to Crouch's face while Crouch just glared at him.
Dumbledore levitated Harry to the nearest prefect bathroom. He then gently lowered Harry into the water onto the step and then waited for Poppy to arrive. A few minutes passed by, but soon Madam Pomfrey entered the bathroom. Poppy rushed to Albus' side and said, "What happened Albus? Where is Mr. Potter?" Dumbledore looked down at Harry and replied, "It appears that he has been cursed with the Mermaid's Curse for reasons unknown to me; but I have my suspicions." Poppy gasped and said, "Oh my goodness!" Dumbledore sighed and said, "Unfortunately, we'll have to wait for him to wake to hear the whole tale." Poppy nodded in agreement and informed Albus that she would return in a half an hour to check on Harry.
Harry tossed his head as the events of the day replayed in his head. He soon shot up as the images were too much. He then noticed that he was sitting in one of the prefect bathtubs. Harry soon heard, "Feeling better, Harry?" Harry turned and saw Dumbledore sitting a comfortable chair with a cup of tea. He lowered his head and softly said, "I think so." It was quiet for a bit, but then Harry asked, "Professor, how did you know that Professor Moody was a fake?" Dumbledore replied, "The real Moody wouldn't have taken you away from my sight after something like that occurring." Harry nodded, but then asked, "What will happen to him?" "Fudge gave the Dementors permission to kiss him. Tried to get him to postpone it, but he wouldn't listen," Dumbledore said. Dumbledore soon turned the questions onto Harry and asked, "Would you mind telling me what happened tonight?" Harry took a deep breathe and then nodded.
Harry started slow and said, "The Tri-Wizard Cup was a portkey; Crouch made it a portkey. The second that Cedric…and I touched the cup, we were transported to a graveyard. I soon realized that we were in the same graveyard as in my nightmares and I tried to get Cedric to go back to the cup…," tears began to form in his eye, but he continued his tale. "But the curse that Crouch had placed on me came back and Cedric came to my side as I fell to the ground. We then saw Wormtail carrying a small figure of Voldemort and Voldemort commanded Wormtail to kill Cedric." Harry couldn't hold his tears anymore and they flowed down his face. "Wormtail then bounded me to Voldemort's father's grave. He then began to brew a potion and I'll never forget the words: 'Bone of the father, unknowingly given, you will renew your son; flesh of the servant, willingly given, you will revive your master; blood of the enemy, forcibly taken, you will resurrect your foe; and the final piece, flesh from a merman to provide immortality.'"
Dumbledore nodded and then said, "Then my suspicions were correct; but luckily, flesh from a merperson does not provide true immortality." Harry looked at him and said, "What do you mean, Professor?" Dumbledore smiled and said, "What I mean is that Voldemort can still be killed. Mermaid flesh does give you immortality, but you can still be killed. Please continue." Harry sighed again, but continued his tale. "Voldemort said that before, he couldn't touch me because of old magic. The love from my mother. But he now can touch me and he proved that by touching my scar. The pain was horrible." He subconsciously rubbed his scar and then said, "He wanted to kill me, but wanted to have fun with it; so he forced me to duel him. Voldemort then began to fire the killing spell one right after another and it was extremely hard to dodge them in this state; but somehow, I managed to get behind the cauldron and gather myself. I soon pulled myself out from behind the cauldron and faced off with Voldemort. But, when we fired our spell at each other, a strange thing happened. Our wands seemed to connect by this strange beam of energy."
Dumbledore's eyes went wide and he muttered, "Priori Incantatem." Dumbledore then moved closer to Harry and said, "You saw your parents tonight, didn't you?" Harry nodded and said, "Along with Cedric and an old man." Dumbledore sighed and then said, "No spell can bring the dead back. You know this, right Harry?" Harry slowly nodded and then heard Dumbledore add, "Dark and dangerous times lie ahead of you, Harry; but remember that you are not alone. As soon as Moody is well enough, I will have him find a way to remove this curse. Now, Madam Pomfrey will want to look over your wounds and then get some rest. Clothing will be given to you for tomorrow." Harry nodded and then watched Dumbledore leave the room to go speak with Mr. Diggory.
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