A/N: On the off chance that you are a reader who finds out that when a story is updated you go to the most recent chapter, I posted three chapters at once. So, if you haven't read Parts I and II of "The Pensieve", get the mouse over to the menu at the top right corner, click either the left arrow twice or drop down to Chapter 18, click, and read the others.

Previously:

"We'll see each other again." Sirius vowed. "You are…truly your father's son, Harry."

With that, Sirius and Buckbeak flew off into the night.

Suddenly,

The memory went blank.

Chapter 20: The Pensieve Part III

"Now what?" Megan asked as they looked around.

"We seem to be in a graveyard." Colin observed.

"Let's look around." Vega suggested.

"Did anyone tell you the cup was a Portkey?" a voice asked.

"Nope." Harry's voice came. "Is this supposed to be part of the task?"

"I dunno," the first voice said slightly nervous. "Wands out, d'you reckon?"

"Yeah."

The trio looked to see a fourteen year old Harry with a 17 year old version of Cedric Diggory.

"Someone's coming." Harry suddenly said.

They saw a person carrying something that looked like a baby. Harry's hand suddenly shot up to his head as he clutched his scar wincing in pain. Suddenly,

"Kill the spare."

It was the same voice Megan heard in the first memory. Her eyes widened.

"Avada Kedavra!" the person said swishing his wand. The bright green light shot straight for Cedric and hit him dead on.

The kids watched in horror.

The short man placed the bundle down on the ground and dragged Harry to a tombstone and tied him up. The headstone read: TOM RIDDLE

"Must be Senior." Megan said to herself. She then turned to the man who had just hit her brother for struggling.

"You!" Harry gasped when he saw the hand with the missing finger.

"What's going on?" Colin asked.

"I don't know." Megan answered.

"That must be Peter Pettigrew." Vega told her friends. "Dad mentioned that he cut off his finger to frame Dad for his death."

That was when they noticed the stone cauldron.

"Hurry!" the voice cried out.

"It is ready, Master." Peter said.

"Now…" said the voice.

Peter Pettigrew pulled open the robes to reveal something that looked like a crouched human child that was hairless, scaly-looking, dark, raw, redish black. The face was flat and snakelike and had red eyes.

Peter picked it up and placed it in the cauldron.

"Bone of the father, unknowingly given, you will renew your son!" Peter said

The rat animagus placed something in the cauldron before pulling out a silver dagger.

"Flesh…of the servant…w-willingly given…you will…revive…your master."

With a scream, the ex-Marauder cut off his right hand.

"B-blood of the enemy…forcibly taken…you will…resurrect your foe."

Megan's eyes widened as her father's ex-friend used the dagger to take blood from her brother.

"He did NOT just…" Megan said shocked. "I swear, if he had not been the victim of the dementor's kiss, I'd…"

"Shhh." Her friends told her as the man formally known as Wormtail poured the blood into the cauldron

Sparks suddenly came from the cauldron. Then a surge of white steam came out thickly from the cauldron. Suddenly, the dark outline of a tall man rose slowly from the cauldron.

"Robe me." He said.

Pettigrew obeyed. Then the man stepped from the cauldron and stared at Harry.

Colin, Megan, and Vega gasped. They had just seen the resurrection of Lord Voldemort.

Voldemort reached into his robe pocket and drew out a wand. He then raised it to his servant, who was lifted off the ground and was then thrown against the same headstone to which Harry was tied too.

"My Lord…" Peter chocked, "My Lord…you promised…you did promise…"

"Hold out your arm." Voldemort ordered lazily.

"Oh Master…thank you, Master…"

"Pathetic." Colin said emotionlessly as Wormtail extended his right arm.

"The other arm, Wormtail."

"That's just sick and wrong." Vega said. "Using his Marauder name. The minute he became a Death Eater he was no longer "Wormtail". Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, Prongs, and Misstoffolees are Mastermind Pranksters for the Light side."

"Master, please…please."

Voldemort bent down and pulled out Peter's left arm. The kids saw a red tattoo – a skull with a snake coming out of its mouth.

"The Dark Mark." Colin gasped.

"It is back." Voldemort said. "They will all have noticed it…and now, we shall see…now we shall know."

The red tattoo had turned jet black.

"How many will be brave enough to return when they feel it? And how many will be foolish enough to stay away?" Voldemort whispered.

He began pacing before he stopped in front of Harry.

"You stand, Harry Potter, upon the remains of my late father. A Muggle and a fool…very like your dear mother. But they both had their uses, did they not? Your mother died to defend you as a child…and I killed my father, and see how useful he had proved himself, in death…"

Voldemort laughed again before continuing.

"You see that house upon the hillside, Potter? My father lived there. My mother, a witch who lived here in this village, fell in love with him. But he abandoned her when she told him what she was….He didn't like magic, my father…

"He left her and returned to his Muggle parents before I was even born, Potter, and she died giving birth to me, leaving me to be raised in a Muggle orphanage…but I vowed to find him…I revenged myself upon him, that fool who gave me his name…Tom Riddle…Listen to me, reliving family history…why, I am growing quite sentimental…But look, Harry! My true family returns…"

There was a sudden swish of cloaks. Between the graves, wizards appeared. All of which were hooded and masked. They moved towards their master as if they couldn't believe what they were seeing. One Death Eater fell to his knees, crawled to his master, and kissed his robes.

"Master…Master…"he murmured.

"That," Megan told her crush, "is pathetic."

The other Death Eaters followed.

"Please." Vega said rolling her eyes.

The Death Eaters then formed a circle.

"Welcome, Death Eaters," Voldemort said "13 years…13 years since last we met. Yet you answer my call as though it were yesterday…We are still united under the Dark Mark, then! Or are we? I smell guilt. There is a stench of guilt upon the air. I see you all, whole and healthy, with your powers intact…such prompt appearances!...and I ask myself…why did this band of wizards never come to the aid of their master, to whom they swore eternal loyalty?"

The Death Eaters remained silent.

"And I answer myself, they must have believed me broke, they thought I was gone. They slipped back among my enemies, and they pleaded innocence, and ignorance, and bewitchment…

"And then I ask myself, but how could they have believed I would not rise again? They, who knew the steps I took, long ago, to guard myself against mortal death? They, who had seen proofs of the immensity of my power in the times when I was mightier than any wizard living?

"And I answer myself, perhaps they believed a still greater power could exist, one that could vanquish even Lord Voldemort…perhaps they now pay allegiance to another…perhaps that champion of commoners, of Mudbloods and Muggles, Albus Dumbledore?"

There was muttering in the group.

"It is a disappointment to me…I confess myself disappointed."

Someone threw himself to Voldemort's feet.

"Master! Master, forgive me! Forgive us all!"

Voldemort laughed and raised his wand.

"Crucio!"

The Death Eater screamed in agonizing pain.

Voldemort raised his wand again and removed the spell.

"Get up, Avery. Stand up. You ask for forgiveness? I do not forgive. I do not forget. 13 long year…I want 13 years' repayment before I forgive you. Wormtail here has paid some of his debt already, have you not, Wormtail?"

Wormtail continued to sob.

"You returned to me, not out of loyalty, but out of fear of your old friends. You deserve this pain, Wormtail. You know that, don't you?"

"Vega, push me off the Astronomy Tower when we get back." Megan told her friend as Wormtail pleaded with Voldemort.

"Why?" Vega asked.

"Because I agree with Voldemort."

"Then I'm jumping off with you." Vega told her. "Because I feel the same way. Pettigrew DOES deserve to feel pain."

"There's no need." Colin said still glaring at his father's ex-friend. "We feel the way we do for a different reason than Voldemort. He feels Pettigrew deserves the pain for coming back out of fear instead of loyalty. We feel he deserves it because of his treacherous actions."

"Excellent point Colin." Vega said.

"Yet you helped return me to my body. Worthless and traitorous as you are, you helped me…and Lord Voldemort rewards his helpers…" Voldemort continued

Voldemort raised his wand and gave Wormtail a silver right hand.

"Oh no." Colin said in horror. "This was also before the cure. If Dad had touched that hand…"

"He didn't." Megan said. "There is no need to worry about that."

"My Lord." Wormtail whispered. "Master…it is beautiful…thank you…thank you…"

He then kissed the hem of Voldemort's robes.

"I'd say he should have bled to death." Vega said.

"Too bad his soul's sucked out." Megan said. "I'd get the memory of That Night from Mum and Dad and make him watch it like we're watching this to show him what he had caused."

"May your loyalty never waver again, Wormtail."

"No, my Lord…never, my Lord…"

Peter took his place in the circle.

"Lucius, my slippery friend." Voldemort turned to the man to Peter's right. "I am told that you have not renounced the old ways, though to the world you present a respectable face. You are still ready to take the lead in a spot of Muggle-torture, I believe? Yet you never tried to find me, Lucius…Your exploits at the Quidditch World Cup were fun, I daresay…but might not your energies have been better directed toward finding and aiding your master?"

"My Lord, I was constantly on the alert." Agatha's uncle said. "Had there been any sign from you, any whisper of your whereabouts, I would have been at your side immediately, nothing could have prevented me…"

"And yet you ran from my Mark, when a faithful Death Eater sent it into the sky last summer? Yes, I know all about that, Lucius…You have disappointed me…I expect more faithful service in the future."

"Of course, my Lord, of course…You are merciful, thank you…"

Voldemort went and did his own version of roll call. It seemed to go on forever as he mentioned the Lestranges, Macnair, Crabbe, Goyle, Nott, three that were dead, one that left forever, one that was too cowardly to return, and another one that had already reentered his service.

"He is at Hogwarts, that faithful servant, and it was through his efforts that our young friend arrived here tonight…

"Yes. Harry Potter has kindly joined us for my rebirthing party. One might go so far as to call him my guest of honor."

Voldemort told the story of when he tried to kill Harry, what happened Harry's first year with Quirrell, how he killed Bertha Jorkins, etc. (A/N: I'm condensing it. He talks WAY too much)

"And here he is…the boy you all believed had been my downfall…" he finished.

"Sheesh." Megan said. "He sure has a habit of talking."

Her friends looked at her questionly.

"You should have seen Harry's second memory just before Colin showed. Voldemort went on and on and on and on."

Voldemort faced Harry.

"Crucio."

Megan saw her brother wither in pain. After the curse was lifted, the Death Eaters laughed.

"You see, I think, how foolish it was to suppose that this boy could ever have been stronger than me. But I want there to be no mistake in anybody's mind. Harry Potter escaped me by a lucky chance. And I am now going to prove my power by killing him, here and now, in front of you all, when there is no Dumbledore to help him, and no mother to die for him. I will give him his chance. He will be allowed to fight, and you will be left in no doubt which of us is the stronger." He told his followers "Just a little longer, Nagini." He added to the snake.

"Now untie him, Wormtail, and give him back his wand."

Wormtail went over to Harry and did Voldemort's bidding. The Death Eaters tightened the circle around the four kids.

"You have been taught how to duel, Harry Potter?" Voldemort said softly. "We bow, to each other, Harry."

Voldemort bowed but kept his eyes on Harry. "Come, the niceties must be observed…Dumbledore would like you to show manners…Bow to death, Harry"

Harry didn't bow as the Death Eaters laughed.

"I said, bow" Voldemort said raising his wand. Harry bowed under the spell.

"Very good. And now you face me, like a man…straight-backed and proud, the way your father died…" He continued. "And now…we duel."

The battle was kind of one sided at first as Voldemort used the Cruciatus Curse.

"A little break…a little pause…That hurt didn't it, Harry? You don't want me to do that again, do you?"

Harry didn't say anything.

"I asked you whether you want me to do that again. Answer me! Imperio!"

Megan gasped as her brother was hit with another unforgivable.

"I WON'T!" Harry yelled after a few minutes.

"You want? You won't say no? Harry, obedience is a virtue I need to teach you before you die…Perhaps another little dose of pain?"

As Voldemort raised his wand, Harry dodged the curse.

"We are not playing hide-and-seek, Harry. You cannot hide from me. Does this mean you are tired of our duel? Does this mean that you would prefer me to finish it now, Harry? Come out, Harry…come out and play, then…it will be quick…it might even be painless…I would not know…I have never died."

"I hate him." Megan said. "More than ever. And trust me, that's saying something."

Harry came out of hiding. He looked ready to fight even if it meant to die.

Then, Harry shouted, "Expelliarmus!" as Voldemort shouted "Avada Kedavra!"

The same thing that had happened between Harry and Megan during the dueling lesson happened. The lights hit each other and turned to gold.

"Priori Incantatem." Megan realized.

"Do nothing!" Voldemort told his followers. "Do nothing unless I command you!"

Then, the song of a phoenix was emitted.

"It's beautiful." Colin said.

Suddenly, something came from Voldemort's wand. Echoing screams of pain. Then, a hand flew out the tip. It was Wormtail's hand. Then, something else came as the hand vanished. It was Cedric Diggory.

Colin, Megan, and Vega all had their mouths open.

"Hold on, Harry." Diggory said.

More screams came. This time, an old man came out.

"He was a real wizard, then? Killed me, that one did…You fight him, boy…" the man told Harry.

Then, another body came. This time, it was a woman.

"Don't let go, now!" she told Harry. "Don't let him get you, Harry…Don't let go!"

The three shadow figures began to pace around the inner walls of the golden web.

Then, another person appeared. The kids gasped and Colin and Vega looked at Megan in shock.

James Potter had appeared.

"Your mother's coming." James told his son. "She wants to see you…it will be all right…hold on…"

And she did. Lily Evans Potter came from the wand and walked/floated closer to Harry.

"When the connection is broken, we will linger for only moments…but we will give you time…you must get to the Portkey, it will return you to Hogwarts…do you understand, Harry?" she told him.

"Yes." Harry told her.

"Harry…take my body back will you? Take my body back to my parents…"

"I will," Harry told Cedric.

"Do it now," James said. "be ready to run…do it now…"

"NOW!" Harry yelled.

He broke the connection. The light and the song died. The figures of Voldemort's victims shielded Harry from Voldemort's sight.

"Stun him!" Voldemort yelled as Harry ran.

Harry dodged it just 10 feet from Cedric. A stunning spell went right through Vega.

"Impedimenta!" Harry yelled pointing his wand at the Death Eaters.

"Stand aside!" Voldemort shrieked. "I will kill him! He his mine!"

Harry grabbed Cedric's body and attempted to drag it. He then pointed is wand at the large Trophy.

"Accio!" Harry shouted.

The cup flew into his hands and the memory went black.

0000

Megan, Colin, and Vega prepared themselves for another memory.

They found themselves in the room with the pensieve.

"Are we going to see Harry put his memories in?" Vega asked.

The door creaked open and they prepared to see Harry walk in. Instead,

"There you three are." Adam said to his friends. "We were getting worried."

"We must be back." Colin observed.

"Where were you?" Polaris asked.

"Harry's memories." Vega answered. "I saw two."

"I saw three." Colin said.

"I saw five." Megan added looking at the pensieve. "Six if you include the one Dumbledore showed me last year."

"Megan Potter." A squeaky voice came from the doorway. "Master Harry Potter wanted Dobby to show you something."

"What is it Dobby?" she asked.

"Follow Dobby Miss."

Dobby led the way to a closet in the back of the room. He opened the door. There stood a half a closet full of different memories that were labeled.

Megan took one off a shelf. Draco Malfoy: The Amazing Bouncing Ferret.

"Master Harry Potter only put in a select few. He told Dobby that when Miss Megan Potter found the Room of Memories, that Dobby is to show Miss Megan the closet."

"Thanks Dobby." Megan said.

"That can be our new Hogsmeade tradition." Ariel said.

"Look into Harry's past?" Polaris asked.

"Hey. We can learn a lot from him." She said.

"Master Harry Potter didn't put all memories in closet or pensieve." Dobby told them. "Master Harry Potter kept some for himself."

"I don't blame him." Colin said

TBC

A/N: Finally. Year three is over. It was supposed to be one chapter, but then it would have been WAY too long. Years 4-6 will only be one chapter long each. Anyways, here is the preview for year four:

"In class." Colin added.

"Quidditch practice."

"Meals."

"Quidditch games"

"Study time."

"Enough." Adam said to them. "How would you two know? Whenever I see you two, YOU'RE doing it."