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"Wands out you reckon?" asked Cedric nervously, looking about the deserted graveyard. "Yeah," Harry said, taking his wand out and looking also around the empty graveyard. Just then a black hooded figure appeared, carrying what seemed like a bundle. "Who are you?" Cedric said, his wand raised at the figure who was simply looking at them. Searing pain shot through Harry's head and and he heard a cold high-pitched voice shriek "Kill the spare!". "Cedric!"Harry yelled,"on your left."Cedric dived out of the way as a sickly green jet of light narrowly missed him from the hooded saw Cedric grab the portkey and disappear. "Great," Harry thought bitterly,"real loyal leaving me here stuck here. Real Hufflepuffish". The figure shot a jet of red light at him and the next thing he knew everything went pitch dark.
The next thing he knew was that he was tied to a gravestone bearing the name Tom Marvalo Riddle. Some sort of black material had been stuffed into his mouth and the hooded figure was standing over a simmering cauldron. He heard the figure say, "Blood of the enemy, willingly given."
"Take my blood you bastard!" Harry mentally screamed. A knife pierced his left arm and he could feel blood dripping from his figure collected the blood and poured it into the cauldron. At once the cauldron hissed white and a man began to form. Lord Voldemort with his pale, thin, snakelike face had risen again.
"Robe me, Wormy!" commanded Voldemort. "Wormtail!" Harry gasped.
Voldemort turned round at the muffled sound and saw Harry. "I see our guest has arrived," Voldemort said mockingly. Voldemort slid back the sleeve of 'Wormy's' left arm and pressed the snake-like symbol. Wormtail began to scream with agony. Pops of apparition announced the arrival of the Death Eaters. Voldemort began to drone on and on about how Harry survived him by luck and how he was going to kill him tonight. The death eaters merely looked bored.
"Now," said Voldemort, untying Harry and shoving his wand into his hand,"We duel." "Avada Kedavra!" Voldemort shrieked like a banshee, pointing his wand wildly at Harry. Nothing happened. Voldemort looked down at his wand confusedly. "Avada Kedavra!" he shrieked again. Still nothing happened. Harry was looking at Voldemort looking perfectly calm and was smirking at Voldemort. Voldemort didn't want to be humiliated in front of his followers so he turned to Wormtail, intending to Crucio him. "Why won't it work?" Voldemort snapped at Wormtail. " Ermmm, I don't know Master," Wormtail said nervously. "CRUCIO!" Voldemort screamed delightedly. Voldemort's wand did nothing. A death eater stifled a snigger. "Never mind," sneered Voldemort," we'll have a muggle fight instead. I'll just practise my wonderful skills first. Voldemort then proceeded to prance about in what he thought was a amazing show of Karate. The death eaters who were cleaning their ears and fingernails uninterestingly looked up to snigger at their Master who just did an elaborate twirl in the air. " Err, that's ballet," Lucius said uncertainly. Voldemort stopped in mid jump. "Are you sure?" said Voldemort looking confused. "Yes," answered Lucius still looking uncertain. "This is Karate," said a death eater. Immediately, the death eaters began to form into a line and show their Master an impressive move of punches. "Are you serious? " asked Voldemort sceptically. "No, that's my dogfather,"said Harry who somehow managed to procure a camera and was busily snapping away at the death eaters. "Wow," said Harry looking at the death eaters in awe. "They really know their stuff, don't they?". Voldemort who was glowering at Harry's interruption suddenly puffed out his chest impressively. "Yes," said Voldemort proudly. "I taught them myself."
The death eaters suddenly stopped doing Karate moves and moved back into position, scowling. Voldemort seemed to have noticed this as he quickly said, " Let's fight!". Voldemort charged towards Harry, performing a pirouette as he did so. Harry quickly stepped aside and faked a punch at Voldemort's head, dodged Voldemort swinging arm and punched him in the stomach. Voldemort squealed like a little girl in pain, clutching his stomach in agony. Harry took the opportunity to seize Voldemort by his neck and slam him against the grave. Voldemort struggled, but it was no use. He may have been a grown man, but he had just come back thanks to the horcrux which kept his body alive. Unfortunately, it had not kept his strength alive. "This is for my mum," snarled Harry, throwing a vicious jab into Voldemort's stomach, making him groan in pain. "And this one is for my dad!" yelled Harry, shoving his elbow in Voldemort's pale, snakelike face. "Help me!" Voldemort moaned to his followers. "I want my mummy!" he shrieked before he was knocked out by another blow. The death eaters looked fascinated but did not intervene except look at Harry curiously as to how Harry had so much strength. Harry looked at Voldemort and said "Wimp". Slowly, the death eaters crawled towards Harry in a sign of defeat. "We will serve you our lord," they said bowing to Harry. Harry smirked death eaters would not know what had hit them.
Later...
Lucius sighed as he put Harry's sock in the washing machine, cringing at the smell of it. He had thought that Voldemort's sock was the stinkiest he had ever smelled but nooooo was he wrong. In fact, his old master's sock smelled like sweet shampoo compared to Harry's. Avery and some other death eaters came by, carrying Harry on a throne. "I have washed your socks,Master," Lucius said. "Very good," Harry said. "After that you will have Bellatrix cut my hair for me. Its to long.". "Yes master, " Lucius drawled. Lucius inwardly sighed. How would he and the other death eaters know that back in the graveyard they had made some of the worst decisions of their lives?
The end.