(They arrived back at the stadium

They arrived back at the stadium. The band played. Erin fell from his grasp onto the ground almost unconscious, Cedric just stayed there. Harry began to cry. Fleur screamed. Dumbledore hurried over. "Harry! Harry! Oh, Merlin's beard! Erin!" A large dog appeared by her side whining and sniffling at her. Dumbledore tried to pull Harry back.

"No! No! No, don't!"

"For God's sake, Dumbledore, what's happened?" Fudge asked coming over.

"He's back! He's back!" Harry gasped out. "Voldemort's back! Cedric, he asked me to bring his body back! Erin! Erin! He took a part of her soul! I couldn't leave them, not there!"

Dumbledore put a comforting hand to his shoulder. "It's all right, Harry. It's all right. He's home! You all are! Miss Granger!"

"Keep everyone in their seats." Fudge was saying to the teachers. "A boy has been killed. And the girl is dying. The body must be moved, Dumbledore. There are too many people."

Mr. Diggory got there sobbing over Cedric. Dumbledore looked over Erin and the dog. "Miss Granger! Miss Granger!"

"Here!" She called. Ron and Viktor were pulling her through the crowd. They got there and just stopped seeing Erin lying there and the gruesome burn all over the side of her neck shoulder and chest.

"Put your hands here," Dumbledore instructed her, one on Erin's forehead and the other on a bit of unburned skin. Dumbledore took some blood from Hermione and the dog gently pouring it over the large scar on the girl's shoulder. They stared as the scar just kind of sucked it in.

Dumbledore looked exhausted and then, "We have to get her out of her, now. Harry? Harry?" He looked around seeing the boy gone, "Oh no. Minerva, Severus, with me! Arthur, get her to the Infirmary, now. And do not leave her side. No one goes near her that shouldn't be." Arthur knew what that meant.