Two chapters in one day! Okay, hope you guys enjoy this chapter, this chapter is pretty much cannon - enjoy!
'Reunited With the Supposed 'Dead'' – Chapter Nine:
"Your parents would be proud, Harry, especially your filthy Muggle-born Mother," Voldemort's voice echoed through Harry like a disease.
Everything had happened so fast… one moment he was standing at the Maze's entrance – ready to endure the Tri-Wizards tournament's final challenge, and now he watched his arch-enemy, whom had murdered his parents and had given him the scar on his head, re-spawn into a snake-like creature… and now, now he was forcing him – magically – into a duel.
His voice spoke again, a flash of red light formed from his wand, "I am going to kill you, Harry Potter. I am going to destroy you – after tonight no-one will ever again question my powers. After tonight, if they speak of you they will only speak of how you begged for death… And I, being a merciful Lord… obliged..." Harry was withering with sheer fear, whimpering.
Voldemort's pale hand was placed above Harry's forehead… a wordless spell was what Voldemort was currently using on Harry; the pain began to increase on Harry's frontal lobes. Voldemort moved quickly away from Harry, this gave him chance to run and duck behind a large grave stone; he had just missed being hit by a shot of green light – the 'Killing Curse'.
Harry's breathing heavy and uncontrollable. He spoke again, "Don't you turn you back on me, Harry Potter –"green light shot out of the end of his wand again. "- I want you to look at me when I kill you. I want to see the light leave your eyes."
With those words, Harry plucked up the courage – despite being totally scared – and he stood up. He walked out to face Voldemort and said, "Have it your way – Expeliarmus," red light shot out of his wand, the similar green light shot out of Voldemort's wand. The spells were compelling against each other; sharp, bright lines of light.
Voldemort's power was beginning to show, his spell was over powering the one Harry had cast… his pale, horrid hands moving in form to generate more power. Harry stood as strong as he could, fighting back the curse. Bright light forms, orbs if you like sprouted from the charged battle; there was three of them… the light orbs soon formed as three faces: Harry's Mother, Lilly, Harry's Father, James, and finally Cedric Diggory, the boy whom Harry had seen succumb to his death moments before.
Everything began to slow down for Harry… the orbs of light – which now was formed as his Father's image spoke first, "Harry, when the connection is broken you must reach for the Port Key. We can hold him for a moment, but only a moment to give you some time. Do you understand?" Harry nodded eagerly in response.
Cedric was next to speak, "Harry, take my body back will you? Take it back to my Father," Harry nodded again.
Then his Mother spoke, "Let go. Sweetheart, you are ready – let go, LET GOOO," Harry let go and made a run for it. The light orbs swarmed around Voldemort, suffocating him. This bided Harry some time. He ran as fast as his legs could carry him to grab the Port Key, he used a spell to summon it to him. He had hold of Cedric's body, they vanished…
Voldemort ran to where Harry had just been, knelt on his knees and began to scream: "Nooooooo," He had missed his chance to get Harry.
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Harry landed where the crowd was gathered. He landed flat on Cedric's body. The whole crowd began to clap and cheer for Harry – not knowing what had just occurred… this all drove Harry into tears. He gripped hold of Cedric's body tighter. The crowd had started to swarm around Harry, they were all eager to congratulate him. Fleur was the first to notice Cedric's boy lying there, she screamed. This made Dumbledore get up from the stand and approach where Harry and Cedric were, he ran; and then Hargrid followed, as did Hermione and Severus. They both had returned to the event after Minerva's interruption earlier…
"Harry!" exclaimed Dumbledore's voice. He grabbed Harry by the shoulders and ripped him away from Cedric's body.
"For God's sake, Dumbledore, what happened?" came a male's voice. "He's back, he's back – Voldemort's back," Harry said shaking. "Cedric, he asked me to bring his body back. I couldn't leave him there." Harry said to Dumbledore looking into his eyes.
"It is alright, Harry, it is alright. He's home – you both are," Dumbledore tried to reassure the boy, whom was currently crying with anguish.
"Keep everyone in their seats! A boy's just been killed!" Cried Cornelius Fudge, his words were directed at Severus, but he did not listen he came to Dumbledore's side; Severus had also let Hermione come through with him. Hermione placed an arm on Harry's shoulder.
"Harry, it will be okay," She spoke nervously, she herself was in shock. She had really not been excepting his at all. She felt Severus' brush against her one, which was down by her side. She looked up at him and tried to smile, but it got hidden immediately. It was no time for smiling. Severus' head snapped away from her gaze, and he now faced Dumbledore.
"The body needs to be moved," Severus' soft voice whispered rather hoarsely.
Cedric's father came racing down the stands. He collapsed to his knees and pulled his boy onto his lap. He said in and anguish scream, "That's my boy!" Chou was in the crowd and could be seen crying. Moody came behind Harry and pulled him up from the floor. Every student was sent away from the scene and told to report to their common room, by Dumbledore.
"This is not where you want to be right now," Moody said. He dragged Harry off with him.
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Snape was crowded in the stalls; he was sat with Dumbledore and McGonagall. He was speaking to them about his suspicions of Mad-Eye Moody not being the real Mad-Eye. How he believed someone was using the Polyjuice Potion to disguise himself as Mad-Eye. Dumbledore believed what Severus was telling him and decided to follow him down to where Mad-Eye's quarters were…
"It was like I had fallen into one of my dreams… one of my nightmares," spoke Harry's voice. Meanwhile, Mad-Eye was stood up, his skin looked as if it were crawling and bubbling off him. His face began to burn.
All of a sudden the door burst in – in stepped: Severus, Dumbledore and McGonagall. Dumbledore was angry and red faced. He gripped Mad-Eye by the throat and was interrogating him now. They had found out that the real May-Eye was in a large chest, which Severus had opened. It was a deep crate; the real Mad-Eye was sat right down at the bottom of it. The false Mad-Eye's face was now transforming into whom he really was. It was no-one other than Barty Crouch Jnr…
"I'll show you mine, if you show me yours…" Barty laughed manically and lifted his left arm's sleeve up. It showed everyone the Dark Mark… "It is true, good Old Voldemort has returned…"
"Why don't you and I have a chat, Barty - alone?" Severus said in an acid tone, a vile one. It was a time he rarely used.
"That you can do once I have got Alestor out of that chest," Dumbledore replied. They managed to get the real Mad-Eye out of the chest; Severus was now alone with Barty. All Severus had going on in his mind was the image of Barty Jr hurting Hermione, or even trying to kill her, because of his hatred towards Muggle-borns. Severus was fuelled with anger, right now he wanted to just kill the bastard who was in front of him.
'You tried to kill her. You hurt her!' Those words spinning around in his head along with the memories of the incident at the lake and what had followed afterwards.
Crouch smirked at him: "now that we're alone, why don't we go back to our master?"
Severus felt sick and finally snapped: "I don't have a master!"
He cleared his throat and raised his wand at the man, "CRUCIO!"
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After hours of torturing him by the cruciatus curse, Severus dumped an unconscious and obliviated Barty Crouch Jr on the floor of the headmasters office. It was now up to Albus with what would happen to Crouch.
Hermione had been helping Harry recover from the shock of all the incidents of the past few days. She had spent her days talking to him about everything that had happened and trying to give him advice. Now she was happily sat in the library; she had just finished writing a 'thank-you' letter to Severus for everything he had done for her the past few weeks and term. She walked to The Dungeons to see Severus. She knocked on the door and waited for an answer.
"Severus, it is me," Hermione said softly.
Severus wasn't in his rooms - Hermione found out after waiting for fifteen minutes. She went to his classroom and left the note on his desk, noticing that most of his things had gone.
A familiar voice beamed from behind her, "He left a few hours ago," Minerva McGonagall approached her.
"Now, I've no doubt that you are still in some shock, my dear? Should you ever need someone to talk to, you know where my office is," her voice said softly as she gave Hermione a small smile and then her smile turned into a rather sympathetic look as she looked at the empty desk. Obviously Minerva knew about Severus being a spy; and the look on her face told Hermione that she also knew where he was and that something bad was happening to him. Hermione sighed heavily and nodded fearing the worst for him.
"If you do see sir, please let him know… Thank-you, Professor, it means a lot to me." She smiled gently at her Professor. "Have a good summer, Professor," She said leaving Severus' rooms.
