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Chapter 16: The Third Task
Sunday, April 23rd, 1995
Married Quarters
"It doesn't make any sense. Dumbledore told us before he died that Grindelwald was the greater threat. Why would he do that if Voldemort is the Dark Lord of the Prophecy?" asked Harry.
"Maybe he didn't put much stock in the Prophecy of this is still all part of Grindelwald's plan. He had Dumbledore locked up for over a year." said Hermione.
"Why don't we look at this another way?" asked Rathera.
"What other way is there to look at it?" asked Luna.
"What if what you have in front of you is exactly the truth? No manipulations from Grindelwald, but Dumbledore's original thoughts." said Rathera.
"So you think Harry has to die?" asked Dora.
"No, what I think is that we need to find information on Horcruxes and come up with our own conclusions." said Rathera.
"It could've taken Dumbledore years to come up with his conclusion that Harry had to die. We don't have time." said Hermione.
"What do you mean?" asked Harry.
"There's less than a month till the final task of the tournament. If Grindelwald or Voldemort were responsible for you being entered then this is their final chance to do whatever it is to you. We don't have time to prepare you for this task and research Horcruxes and everything else you'd need to survive." said Hermione breaking down crying.
Harry took hold of Hermione and hugged her.
"I have no intention of dying. You're going to have years and years of putting up with me." said Harry.
"You can't promise that." said Hermione.
"I can and I just did. Because I'm the great Harry Potter." said Harry pompously.
"Prat." said Hermione trying to smile.
"Now like you said we only have a month, but there are eight of us so we should be able to figure out something. Besides Voldemort's still a Wraith, it's not like we'll have to worry about this yet." said Harry.
Friday, May 26th, 1995
The day of the third task came and the girl's were still nervous that something was going to happen. Harry was too, but he was currently in first place so he was mostly thinking that he actually had a chance to win the tournament.
Harry looked up to the stands to see his wives except for Fleur watching nervously.
At the canon blast Harry entered the maze and just stood there. Five minutes later the canon blasted again and Cedric entered the maze.
"Harry, are you ok?" asked Cedric.
"I'm waiting for Fleur." said Harry.
Cedric understood, but he wanted to win so he headed off to the left.
After another five minutes Viktor entered the maze and just went directly past Harry taking the right.
Finally the final canon blast fired and Fleur entered the maze.
"You waited?" asked Fleur.
"I told you I would." said Harry.
She gave him a kiss and they headed off to the left. After several minutes they got tired of running into dead end after dead end.
"I know they probably charmed these bushes against us using Incendio to get through, but I wonder how they'd hold up against dragon fire." said Harry and he had Fleur stand back as he burned a hole into the hedge. They stepped through and using the point me spell to make sure they were on the right path did that several more times before finally they could see the cup at the end of the path. They made it to the cup even though the vines started coming after them and trying to trip them up.
"We'll take the cup together." said Harry.
Fleur nodded and they both grabbed hold of a handle and were instantly taken from where they were landing hard on the ground.
Harry helped Fleur up and looked around.
"I don't think this is where we were supposed to end up." said Harry.
"You 'ave a gift for understatement, my 'usband." said Fleur.
At that time a figure came out of the shadows carrying something.
"Stun the Veela. She'll give my followers something to do." said the bundle in the man's arms.
"Stupefy!" yelled the man.
Harry raised a shield protecting Fleur and fired a stunning spell back, but hadn't counted on there being another person and everything went black as they were stunned from behind.
Not knowing how long he had been knocked out, Harry woke up bound to a headstone. Fleur was tied up as well. It was then that he recognized the two men.
"Pettigrew, Professor Moody?" asked Harry.
"You may call me Barty Crouch, junior." said Barty.
"Where's the real Professor Moody?" asked Harry.
"In a trunk in my quarters, you won't be able to help him though." said Barty.
"Enough with the talk. Complete the ritual." said a voice Harry couldn't see who it belonged to.
Pettigrew took the bundle and undid the blankets and a deformed baby looking thing was placed in a cauldron and set on fire. He then placed a bone in the cauldron.
"Bone of the father, unknowingly given, you will renew your son. Flesh of the servant, willingly given, you will revive your master." said Peter as he cut his own hand off dropping it into the cauldron. He then took a dagger and sliced into Harry's arm. "Blood of the enemy, forcibly taken, you will resurrect your foe."
As soon as Harry's blood touched the inside of the cauldron a burst of flames engulfed the cauldron and burned it to cinders and a form emerged from the flames. Voldemort was back.
"Robe me, Wormtail and give me my wand." said Voldemort.
Peter did as he was told and begged Voldemort to fix his hand.
"Give me your arm and don't forget that Voldemort rewards his followers accomplishments." said Voldemort.
Peter looked at the silver hand that the dark lord had crafted for him and thanked him profusely.
"Now give me your other arm." said Voldemort.
He took his wand and pressed it to the dark mark.
"Now let's see who is brave enough to come to my call." said Voldemort
After his followers arrived, Voldemort made a show of punishing some of them and giving a long winded speech about how he cheated death and how lucky Harry was to have survived the attack in 1981. He then focused on Harry and announced that he was going to end all doubt that any Witch or Wizard had of his power. Harry thought he would be ready for it, but knowing it was going to happen and seeing the green spell come at you was another thing.
The spell slammed into Harry and he felt nothing as a magical last repelled back to Voldemort tearing his body apart along with a Diadem in a hidden room in Hogwarts, a ring in a shack not far from where they were, a locket in a Pureblood manor, a cup in a Gringott's Vault and the snake that was slithering around the graveyard. With Voldemort gone his followers started writhing and grabbing at their arms where the dark mark was and finally falling dead on the ground.
Harry was surprised that he wasn't dead, but instead had a black ooze coming out of his scar. He worked his way out of the bindings and as he got up he heard a clapping.
"Very good, Mr. Potter, very good. You know I could finish you right now, but I give you one chance to join me." said Grindelwald.
"You already know I won't, but you might want to rethink trying to kill me as Voldemort just found out." said Harry.
"That was a different set of circumstances Harry, but you had your chance. Avada Kedavra!" yelled Grindelwald and in a fluid motion Harry ducked the Killing Curse and transformed into his dragon form and took off into the sky. Grindelwald had about a half a minute to be surprised before Harry swooped down and ate him whole.
He transformed back to his normal self and used a cleaning spell on his mouth to get the taste out and went and woke up Fleur releasing her from her binds as well.
"W'at 'appened 'arry?" asked Fleur.
Harry told her and then the two of them took the portkey back to the entrance of the maze to find that the teachers and students were all surrounding Professor Snape who had died along with the rest of the Death Eaters.
Professor McGonagall came up to him and asked him for an explanation and he told her what had happened. She had several questions for him, but he told her he wanted to get to his wives and that he'd answer her questions later.
When his wives saw him they ran to him and upon seeing his arm demanded that he go to the Hospital Wing. He told his story again and they were horrified when he told them that he ate Grindelwald, but were happy with that problem being taken care of.
Madame Pomfrey took care of his arm and was able to heal the scar on his forehead completely. She wanted him to stay, but he promised that he would get plenty of rest in his quarters.
After some celebratory sex of course.
Author's Note: One more chapter to go and this story will be done. For those that are upset about the pace this story has taken I will admit I bit off more than I could chew by writing multiple stories at once and I promise to revisit this story to give it more of a back story with the dragon legend. But for now I'm going to stick to my single pairing on stories. While fun to read Harry/Multi stories are hard to write. Please review, favorite and follow and thank you to those who already have.