Chapter Seven: In Which Portkeys Are Taken
Harry's hand had closed on Cedric's wrist; one tombstone stood between him and Voldemort, but Cedric was too heavy to carry, and the Cup was out of reach —
Voldemort's red eyes flamed in the darkness. Harry saw his mouth curl into a smile, saw him raise his wand.
"Accio!" Harry yelled, pointing his wand at the Triwizard Cup.
It flew into the air and soared toward him. Harry caught it by the handle —
He felt nothing. He was confused, the ghosts from Voldemort's wand had told him to take the Portkey. Why hadn't it worked?
Voldemort laughed evilly. The Death Eaters joined in, thinking it was some sort of group activity. Evil people laughing in a graveyard, could his life be anymore cliche?
They stopped laughing after some time.
"Foolish child," Voldemort snarled, "only you would be arrogant enough to assume that the Cup was a two-way Portkey."
Realisation dawned on Harry. It had been a one way Portkey, because they didn't want to provide him with a convenient escape! Why had he thought it would work, anyway?
AN: This is a chapter for the evil guys for a change. Just to spice things up, y'know? Also, it's really important to point out that there would be absolutely zero reason for the Portkey to be two-way.
