Harry Potter and the Return of Lord Voldemort Part 30

A/N: Welcome back! Chapter 30 is up, meaning that Chapter 32, the finale is just two episodes away!

"WE'RE FREE!" Ronald Weasley screamed in joy as he tossed his textbooks away. Hermione gave a huge grin as she stepped out of the classroom.

"We're free, Ron. We don't know about Harry and Relana," she said.

"Blah, blah, blah," Fred smirked as he appeared with George around the corner.

"Hello!" Relana smiled pleasantly as she appeared with Harry.

"What took you so long?" Ron demanded. "We're headed out to the Quidditch Field," At this, Harry, Fred and George groaned. "What?" Ron asked alarmed.

"We just remembered," George said glumly. "There's still the Quidditch Fi—" Suddenly, Prof. McGonagall appeared announcing: "The Quidditch Final has been cancelled,"

"What?" Relana gasped. "Why?"

"Professor Kettleburn is dead," she said grimly.

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At last, Parvati Patil thought to herself. At last I'm going to meet my Prince. My Secret Admirer, She looked down to the note she had gotten this morning.

Meet me at the Quidditch Field

She opened the door that led to the field. "I'm here my—" she stopped dead and let out a gasp she saw who it was. "No!" she shrieked. "No it can't be!"

Vincent Crabbe stood there, waiting for her.

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It can't be true, Terry thought to himself, wiping the tears away from his eyes with the sleeve of his yellow shirt. It couldn't be true, what Lavender had just told him. Parvati was cheating on him? Impossible.

"Don't you waste any of your precious tears on her," Lavender said, watching him, mouth set in a tight line. "She doesn't deserve it. She doesn't deserve you. Not if she's so willing to throw her relationship with you just like that," she snapped her fingers to illustrate her point.

"It's not true," Terry whispered.

"I wish," Lavender said quietly.

"It's not!" Terry said, more insistently. "It can't be!"

"Fine!" Lavender snapped, hands at her hips. "Don't believe me. Go out to the Quidditch Field and see for yourself. I bet at this very moment, Parvati's in a lip-lock with her precious admirer,"

"Fine! I will!" Terry yelled.

"FINE!" Lavender said, raising her voice to match his. "If you want me, I'll be in my room! Packing!" Packing. That's right. They had to pack up soon to go home. Terry watched Lavender's slim figure marching away. He shook his head and turned to go to the Quidditch Field.

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"I don't believe this!" Parvati hollered. "All of this time, you were my secret admirer!?" Crabbe nodded. "Argh!" she screamed through gritted teeth. "I cannot believe I gave up Terry for—for this!"

She turned and froze. Terry was standing there, tears flowing freely down his face.

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"I need to tell you guys something," Relana said. She was sitting in the empty Gryffindor Common Room with Harry, Ron and Hermione.

"You're pregnant," Ron guessed. Harry smacked his arm. Relana sneered. Then her face turned serious again. I—I can't do this, she thought, but then she caught Hermione's eye. Tell them, she seemed to be saying. They all deserve to know,

Relana took in a deep breath. "Actually," she said, her expression turning serious again. "What I have to say is very important," she sucked in another breath. "And Hermione knows what it is. It's time I told you too,"

Harry leaned forward in interest. "Well, what is it?" he implored.

"I…" she bit her lip. "I am… not Relana Rodano," Harry's eyes widened, as id Ron's.

"I am," she continued. "Rowena Ravenclaw,"