Out of the Shadow – Year 4
A few days after the tournament the great hall was cleared of all tables as we prepared for a small memorial for Cedric Diggory. No one had spoken about that night much, and I had been wanting to talk to Harry more then anyone. I needed to know what happened in that graveyard so I could try and understand what happened to myself as well.
The entire school sat in the great hall now, including the two other schools. I sat beside Harry with the Twins behind me. I laid my head on Harry's shoulder as we listened to Dumbledore give his speech about Cedric's bravery, and that Voldemort had returned. Even if the daily prophet had written it off saying that it was a lie. It angered me to think that he couldn't see what was right in front of him. I knew it had something to do with his son, but I wanted my details from Harry. He was there firsthand after all.
Afterwards I managed to get a few moments alone with Harry and we went to the empty classroom to talk. "I don't want to talk about it Holly. No one believes me anyway." He said dismissing my questions. He tried to leave the classroom, but I yelled at him. "Whatever happened to you affected me too! I could feel it and see some of it. Now I want answers, Harry James!" Harry turned and looked at me.
"What happened?"
I knew the only way I was going to get him to tell me was if I told him what happened. George had told me what happened from his point of view, so I had more details to give Harry. "It came on suddenly. It started with a pain in my head, and I dropped to the ground. My vision went blurry and I could see you and Cedric, then I saw flash of green and heard you yelling before I saw a large black cauldron and something coming out of it. Then my vision went clouded and all I could hear were screams.
"George said they thought I was possessed, and Professor Moody tried to cast a spell on me, but my body produced a shield charm or something because it wrapped me inside a protective bubble until you arrived back. He said I was crying and trying to scream but I didn't make a sound."
Harry rushed over to me and pulled me into one of those tight brotherly hugs. "Please, tell me what happened." I whispered as we embraced. Harry sighed and we sat down together on a desk. "The cup was a Porkey that transported us to a graveyard where Voldemort's parents were buried. He had Wormtail kill Cedric on the spot. Then using a bone from his father and my own blood he created himself a new body. He tried to duel me, but I managed to break off the spell and rush to the cup. I grabbed Cedric and we got back here."
I swallowed hard and waited for him to continue. "And Professor Moody?" I asked. He sighed. "It was Barty Crouch Jr the whole time. It makes sense now. He was working for Voldemort." Harry and I sat in silence for a while letting the events sink in. After a while we both decided to go back to our dorms and prepare for the end of term. I pulled him into a hug one more time before going our sperate ways.
The following day it was time to say goodbye to our friends from the other schools. I located Marko and gave him a brief hug goodbye. "I was so glad to have met you, Holly." He said with a smile before waiving as he joined the rest of his classmates. After he left George approached me. "How are you doing?" He asked. I wrapped my arm around his waist and pulled him close to me. After everything that happened, and whatever was coming I wanted everyone I cared about close to me.
"George?" I asked.
"Hm?"
"Can we be together now?"
George looked down me with a serious look on his face. "Are you sure?" He asked me. I nodded. "There are some dark days coming, and I don't want to regret not giving anything a chance. We need love and hope more then ever now. I am always going to worry about Harry, just like you are always going to worry about Fred. We can't wait for it to calm down to be together, especially when its all we want right now."
George gave me the widest smile, and right there in the middle of the courtyard he leaned down and kissed me. I kissed him back and let the worries and concerns of the last couple of days fade away as I melted into the embrace of the man that gave me some much comfort, support and love.
I wasn't lying when I said to George that there were dark days coming. I believe Harry when he said Voldemort was back. I knew that Harry was his primary target once again. We had no idea what was coming and we needed to hold on to all the hope we could muster. Because in the end, love always wins.
THE END