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Chapter 29

As the Portkey landed, the three students staggered and fell, Eliza looked around confused, she had expected to land in the arena, but they appeared to be in an old graveyard.

"Did anyone tell you the cup was a Portkey?" Asked Cedric, looking down at the cup in interest, Eliza shook her head and Harry said no, he was looking around, as if trying to figure something out.

"Wands out, d'you reckon?" Said Cedric, Eliza pulled out her wand thinking that if this was part of the task, when would it finally end. She looked around at the graves feeling paranoid.

"Someone's coming." Said Harry, Eliza looked over at the hooded figure feeling deeply uneasy. They appeared to be carrying something, no larger than a baby.

Cedric glanced over at Eliza looking worried, he took a step towards her and she felt safer. For a moment nothing happened then suddenly, Harry fell to the floor writhing in pain and Eliza felt a sudden headache, as if she had walked into something, Cedric ran over to Harry and knelt next to him.

"Kill the spare." Came a high, cold, voice.

"Avada Kedavra!" Eliza watched the green light sail towards Cedric, it hit him on the shoulder, he fell to the floor and Eliza was too shocked to move away. Cedric was dead.

The man then turned his wand to Eliza, who was still looking into Cedric's empty eyes, ropes encircled the girl and she was dragged to a gravestone. She dropped her wand in the process, and was then tied to the stone. Eliza tried to move against the ropes but she could barely breathe with the tightness. She watched Harry being dragged and tied to the gravestone next to hers, he tried to reach out to her but the ropes prevented it.

Eliza looked up at the hooded figure and realised that it was Wormtail, she suddenly felt sick thinking about what the baby could be, she didn't want to think that it was Voldemort, but her analytical mind betrayed her.

Wormtail was pushing a large cauldron in to the centre of the space in front of them, Harry turned to Eliza.

"We've got to get out of here! It's going to be ok!" Eliza tried to smile at Harry's positivity but she felt tears slide down her cheeks; she had never been so scared.

"Hurry." Came the cold voice, Eliza realised it was coming from the blanket-baby.

"It is ready, master." Said Wormtail, Eliza closed her eyes in desperate fear, she could barely breathe with the ropes and she felt her mind start to close off, too scared to process what was going on. When she opened her eyes, her vision was blurred but she saw the distorted baby fall into the large cauldron, she closed her eyes again.

"Bone of the father, unknowingly given, you will renew your son." Eliza opened her eyes again briefly, and saw a bone fall into the cauldron, the ropes were strangling her, Wormtail hadn't noticed.

"Flesh of the servant- w…willingly given…you will revive your master." Eliza heard Wormtail's scream and opened her eyes to see his hand falling into the cauldron, she felt nauseous and tried to concentrate on her breathing. She could feel her consciousness failing, she felt so close to relief but Harry's scream pulled her back to the scene.

Wormtail had stabbed him in the arm with a small dagger, the man collected Harry's blood and then shuffled over to Eliza and repeated the action, Eliza refused to scream though the pain was bad, Harry's voice broke through the fog.

"Get away from her! Leave her out of this!" Wormtail gave a cold chuckle and moved back over to the cauldron.

"Blood of the enemy…forcibly taken…you will…resurrect your foe."

Eliza forced her eyes open once more, and she saw the cauldron churn and splutter, it was changing. When Eliza next opened her eyes there was a man standing in front of her and Harry, he was tall with distorted features.

"Robe me." Said the man, Wormtail gathered a robe and place it almost lovingly on his master before returning to a bowing stance.

Lord Voldemort had risen again.

Eliza shut her eyes once more and, for a moment, she felt nothing. As soon as the feeling came, it was gone.

"…need her to be able to breathe so we can…Crucio!" Pain like nothing she had ever felt tore through her body, she didn't scream but it felt like her jaw would break from the effort.

"See, she is with us again. Welcome back, Eliza, I apologise for Wormtail's tight ropes, he was a tad too thorough." Voldemort turned away from her and she looked sideways at Harry.

"Are you ok?" He asked quietly, Eliza nodded; they both knew she was lying.

"How many will be brave enough to return when they feel it? How many will be foolish enough to stay away?" Voldemort appeared to be talking to himself; Wormtail was on the floor cradling his shortened arm.

"You sit, Harry and Eliza, on the remains of my late father. A Muggle and a fool…very like your own dear mother. But they both had their uses, did they not? Your mother died to defend you as babies…and I killed my father, and see how useful he has proved, in death…"

Voldemort continued to talk but Eliza was looking around trying to locate her wand, she spotted it close to Cedric's body, her heart filled with emotion at the sight of him, she turned her attention back to Voldemort as more figures entered the graveyard.

"…My true family returns." Eliza watched the masked men fall at Voldemort's feet, there had to be at least a dozen, she looked at Harry who had a look of growing despair.

"Welcome, Death Eaters, thirteen years…thirteen years since last we met. Yet you answer my call as though it were yesterday…we are still united under the Dark Mark, then! Or are we?" A shudder passed through the circle and the Death Eaters looked down at the floor.

Eliza watched Voldemort address the Death Eaters in turn and started when he addressed Lucius Malfoy, Ron had been right all along.

After a few more introductions, Voldemort began to tell his tale, Eliza tried to listen but her attention was focussed on trying to think of a way out of the graveyard.

"There was no hope of stealing the Philosopher's Stone any more…."

Eliza could feel her knee throbbing, running would be hard.

"And now, I am going to prove my power by killing them both, I will deal with Harry first before Eliza. I am a merciful Lord, followers I will give you the girl to break while I deal with Harry. Do not kill her, she is mine, but destroy her innocence."

Eliza felt herself fill with horror, Wormtail released her bonds and one of the Death Eaters came towards her and dragged her away from the crowd.

Harry watched his sister disappear and screamed for her to return. Voldemort cut through his binds and Harry attempted to run to Eliza but Voldemort hit him with the Cruciatus Curse and then forced him to stand.

"If you want her ordeal to be over you will make this quick Harry. Now bow to death…Dumbledore would you to remember your manners." Harry stood refusing to bow, he was staring at Voldemort. He would not let him play with him before killing him.

"I said bow!" Hissed Voldemort, Harry felt himself bowing as if an invisible hand was forcing his spine to respond. Once he had straightened up Voldemort gave him a cruel, evil smile.

"Very good, and now you face me, like a man …straight backed and proud, the way your father died."

Harry looked over towards where Eliza had disappeared but he couldn't see he, he wanted to know she was alive, even to hear her scream.

"She is screaming inside, Harry, if you care for her you will make this quick! And now we duel!"

Harry was hit with the torture curse quickly, he tried to keep his mind focussed on Eliza and not on the pain but the screams tore from his mouth, the curse was lifted and Harry lay panting on the floor. He had no idea how long he had been under the curse, his whole body was shaking.

Again and again Voldemort cursed him, like a cat playing with a mouse.

"A little break perhaps?" Sneered Voldemort, only a few of the Death Eaters had remained with Voldemort, Harry realised that the rest were with his sister. How long had she been with them? What were they doing to her? Harry threw up on the ground and leaned on a gravestone as Voldemort addressed him again.

"Do you want me to do that again?"

Harry didn't answer but managed to stagger back to standing,

"I asked you, whether you want me to do that again? Answer me! Imperio!"

Harry felt the wonderful floating sensation but this time it was punctured by the feeling of Eliza's fear, the strength of her fear and Harry's own anger threw the curse off him almost immediately.

"I WON'T!" Harry roared.

The next time Voldemort raised his wand Harry manage to dodge it, Voldemort mocked his agility.

"Come out Harry….it might even be painless…I wouldn't know…I have never died."

Harry's Gryffindor courage and pride roared in his chest and he appeared from behind the gravestone, he was going to die fighting like his parents…

"Avada Kedavra!" Cried Voldemort.

"Expelliarmus!" Screamed Harry, knowing that the fatal curse would not be blocked but refusing to put up no defence.

The two spells hit each other mid-air with the sound of a thunder cloud, neither spell extended beyond the meeting point, but Harry felt his wand arm shaking with the effort of keeping his spell in play.

Then- nothing could have prepared Harry for this- his feet lifted from the ground, as did Voldemort's and they glided over some gravestones landing in another clearing. Harry could see Eliza's struggling form and he felt pride that she was still able to put up a fight.

"Do nothing!" Shrieked Voldemort, as the Death Eaters left Eliza's feebly struggling form and reformed the circle around him.

"Break the girl, she will be next!" Cried Voldemort, but none of his followers made to leave; all of them were transfixed on the scene between Voldemort and Harry.

Harry knew that if he broke the connection, he would be dead and Eliza would be left here all alone. He concentrated on forcing the red beam of his spell towards Voldemort's wand, when it connected Harry nearly dropped his wand in shook as the ghostly form of Cedric Diggory grew out of the wand.

Harry and Cedric looked at each other.

"Hold on, Harry" Said the form of Cedric, quite calmly.

"Eliza, please!" Harry muttered, beads of sweat and blood dripping off his face. The ghost-Cedric nodded and Harry watched it glide towards Eliza, none of the Death Eaters paid it any attention.

Eliza could feel a presence coming towards her and her whole body tensed up, prepared to fight.

"It's ok, Eliza." Eliza opened her eyes in shock, and looked at a ghost-Cedric. He was hovering over her.

"Hold on Eliza, it's nearly over." Eliza watched Cedric drift back over to Harry where an old man-ghost had joined him and Voldemort. The two wizards seemed to be connected by a spell.

Eliza managed to sit herself up and she tried to crawl over to her wand unseen, she kept her eye on Harry and saw the ghost of a woman join them, she reached her wand and crawled back to where she had been.

The ghost of the woman floated over to her.

"Hold on Eliza, stay strong!" Eliza nodded at the unknown woman, and tried to stop herself shaking. The woman left her and Eliza saw another form come out of the wand.

Eliza looked over at the ghost of her mother whispering to Harry, Lily Potter then made her way over to Eliza silently, she looked down at the broken form of her daughter.

"Eliza, it's going to be ok. You've been so brave, we're so proud of you." The ghost-Lily indicated over to the scene where Eliza could see that her father was whispering to Harry.

James drifted towards Eliza and she could see the tears in his eyes.

"Eliza, when the connection is broken you must get to the Portkey- it will get you back to Hogwarts, we will only linger for a moment, so you must run, you need to get to Harry and get back to Hogwarts!" Eliza nodded and managed to stand up, her body screamed at the motion but adrenalin was off-setting some of the pain, James looked at Eliza and she found it difficult to meet his eyes, shame filling her every pore.

"You will get through this, Eliza. You have been so brave and we are so proud of you. You don't need to talk, it doesn't matter to us. We both love you so much!" James' eyes were shining with emotion as he and Lily drifted back to Harry.

Eliza staggered closer to the group, getting ready to run, she saw James whisper the plan to Harry, who nodded, his whole body shaking with the effort of holding the magical connection.

"Do it now!" Eliza heard James' shout and she pushed past the Death Eaters and reached Harry, just as the connection had broken. Harry fell and Eliza pulled him up trying to run with his weight, he was staggering and Eliza knew that time was running out, she pointed her wand behind her and conjured her signature wall, trying to make it her best.

She could hear Voldemort's cry but didn't look back. As she reached the cup, Harry collapsed and Eliza fell to the floor, she held on to Harry's wrist tightly and then looked at Cedric, knowing she couldn't leave him here.

She held on to both boys wrists and pointed her wand at the cup, managing to catch the handle with her mouth. She felt the jerk of the Portkey and nearly released the cup as she tried not to throw up.

She closed her eyes as the graveyard dissolves around her.

Eliza felt herself hit the ground, she was on her front, the cup fell out of her mouth and rolled away from her, she could smell the grass and knew that she was back at Hogwarts.

The cheers and footsteps, and then screams confused her. She looked up and saw two pairs of feet running towards her.

She felt a pair of hands try and turn her and she flinched sending a set of sparks at her attacker, Dumbledore deflected them easily and Professor McGonagall moved forwards and knelt down at Eliza's head.

"Eliza, what happened?"

Eliza grabbed on to McGonagall's wrist, letting go of Cedric's body, and breathed in quickly. Without even planning it, without realising that she was surrounded by students, teachers and strangers, she looked into McGonagall's worried eyes and opened her mouth.

"He's back…Voldemort's back…Cedric's dead and Harry's hurt and I…"

If Professor McGonagall was surprised that Eliza was speaking she hid it well, she nodded and Dumbledore's face came back into view.

"It's ok, Eliza, you're safe." Dumbledore said calmly. Eliza let go of Harry's wrist and tried to pull herself into a sitting position but her body protested and she gasped at the pain, she could hear Professor Dumbledore talking to the Minister of Magic. She tried to focus on what they were saying, but at that moment, Harry gasped and opened his eyes looking around wildly.

"Harry…" Gasped Eliza, relief flooded her and Professor McGonagall moved to help Harry sit up.

"Eliza, how did we…" Harry stopped talking as the anguished cry of Amos Diggory filled the air, Eliza shuffled away from Cedric's body and managed to turn on to her back.

Professor Dumbledore walked back over to the twins.

"Harry, Eliza stay there." He said before walking over to the grieving father, Mrs Diggory looked like she might pass out.

"I'll go and get Madam Pomfrey." Said Professor McGonagall, standing up and moving away.

"Come on, Eliza, this isn't where you need to be, let's get you inside." Professor Moody walked towards Eliza, the young witch shot sparks again without meaning to.

"Dumbledore said to stay." Said Harry vaguely, tears running down his face.

"She needs to be inside, Potter, she might hurt someone with those sparks, you stay here and wait for Pomfrey." Harry nodded, still looking at Cedric, and Eliza managed to stand. She started to walk independently, but ended up leaning heavily on Professor Moody. By the time they reached the castle, he was carrying her.

In his office, he lowered her into a chair and gave her a potion, she drank it without question, grateful to be away from the crowds and somewhere quiet.

"What happened, Potter?"

"Voldemort's back." Eliza said simply, the potion had made her feel queasy.

"Did you have fun?" Eliza looked up at Moody confused; his face suddenly looked menacing.

"The Dark Lord said we'd all have a turn on you, your blood runs in his vein." Moody moved towards Eliza and more sparks shot out of her wand, she stood up and backed into the corner of the room, he sent a spell at her forcing her to fall, she fell on her back, banging her head. She could see him coming towards her. Eliza closed her eyes wanting it all to be over, praying to be dead.

She felt the weight of him on top of her and she became rigid with fear. Sparks were flying out of her wand but he was ignoring the scorch marks they left on his clothes.

A bang filled the room and Eliza saw the door fly off his hinges, Moody's weight was lifted off her and she pulled herself tighter into the corner, ignoring the protests of her various injuries, she held her wand firmly in her shaking hand.

Harry ran and knelt down next to her, but the sparks from her wand forced him backwards.

"Eliza, it's ok now." Said Harry, his voice cracked with emotion. Eliza barely heard him, she was shaking and her mind couldn't process what had happened to her, she felt a shield charm form around her but as Professor Dumbledore came forwards the sparks broke through the shield and he too drew back.

After all the occupants of the office, even Snape, had tried to calm Eliza and tried to get closer to her, Professor McGonagall turned to Dumbledore.

"Albus, what about Molly?" Dumbledore nodded and sent Snape to fetch the witch. He looked down at his students trembling form and felt guilt like he had never felt before; he had failed the Potter twins.

Eliza wasn't aware of who was approaching her, her sparks continued to fly even though Eliza had no idea she was conjuring them. She felt a pair of arms wrap around her and she felt her wand leave her hand.

"I've got you, Eliza, everything's ok now, you're safe, let it out." Eliza recognised Mrs Weasley's voice and for a moment she stiffened at the contact but Mrs Weasley didn't release her, she only held tighter and eventually the walls Eliza had built in her mind began to crumble and collapse, and finally she cried.


A/N Well there we have it, Eliza has finally spoken! This was a really difficult chapter to write, I had always planned for Eliza to get raped in this scene but I didn't want it to be graphic which is why I switched to Harry's POV. I hope you enjoyed reading it, please let me know what you think. The story won't end here, I plan to keep going till the end of the 7th book so please keep reading.