An:Hello Loyal readers. (BN: Boop). I'm glad you're all still here after the cliff hanger I cruelly left you on last week.

Lovesrainbowsjackson: I'm glad you like how I've portrayed the characters. I didn't wan't them to be out of character but I thought they would make good friends. I think Ron's great so I wouldn't make him bad unless i had no choice.

Mamahd: I'll see what I can do about more Draco; stay tuned.

CaseLC: I'm glad you liked Fleurs bit. I felt she was babying Harry a little so I gave her a reason for it. Also I like to make sure everyone knows Fleur is only part human. Bringing it in occationally will help that. Thanks.

Now onto the chapter (Betad by Celran=)


Chapter 69

Harry felt a body fall onto his legs. "Fuck." He cursed through the pain, but didn't take another second. The cup went flying away but he dumped the invisibility cloak- hastily pulled from under his shirt- onto his three friends.

"Don't you dare move!" Harry ordered in a hushed voice. "And don't make a Fucking sound!"

Seconds later Harry heard the footsteps. His heart fell; no time to think. This was not how it was supposed to happen. Fuck!

He turned to see two people. A couple, by the looks of things. They moved out of the shadows, and Harry got a good look at their faces.

One was a man; tall, with long blond hair and a snake cane. The other a woman, also blond, holding a bundle to her chest. They both wore entirely black clothing and had white masks on their heads. Harry could see their faces. Lucius Malfoy and Tatiana Westward, now Malfoy, if Witch Weekly was to be believed.

The woman would have been averagely beautiful, if not for an ugly scar on her right cheek. It was carved in the shape of a star. It was red and aggravated.

Harry turned to the cup but he had already been seen. This was not what he had planned.

"Ah, Mr Potter. How wonderful to have you here at last." Lucius said, lifting his wand. "Immobulus."

Harry lifted his wand in a silent spell and the curse bounced right off the shield.

"You're fast; I'll give you that." Lucius looked down at him. "Immobulus. Stupefy."

Harry waved his wand casting the shields. He needed to think. He needed to get the three of them out of here.

This went on for some time, until something unexpected happened. Lucius Malfoy tripped.

"Expelliarmus." Tatiana didn't even look at her Husband. She shot the wand from Harry's hand. His heart shot at the lack of a secondary wand. Fuck those wand pinching assholes. Damn, harry was swearing way more than usual.

"Acio wan-" Harry didn't have time finish. Lucius bound him to keep him still. Magic keeping Harry in place.

"Ouch." Harry moved against the binding, but found himself unable to move, not that he had expected anything different. "I know what you're doing." He told Lucius. In this moment he focused on wand less, nonverbal magic. Trying to will the bonds to weaken; Harry doubted he would be able to do it both without a wand and words. They would know if he spoke.

"Be quite, Potter."

"You're trying to bring him back."

"Potter shut up."

"It's a bad idea. He's a half blood you know. You've bound me to his MUGGLE fathers grave."

"Potter, I will make you shut up."

"Sorry." Harry closed his mouth but quickly spoke again. "Oh, congratulations, by the way. I heard you two got married."

"Potter- Silencio." Harrys' voice grew silent. He smiled; Lucius Malfoy hated being disrespected. Being angry made him more likely to make mistakes.

Lucius conjured a caldron to place in front of Harry. He and his new wife worked in silence.

The fire began and smoke billowed up into the air. Covered by the smoke Harry stole a look at where the invisibility cloak was. He could see three tiny pricks of brown. Wands. The three of them were holding out their wands just under the cloak. Ready for anything it seemed.

Harry shook his head; willing them to stay in place.

This was not what was supposed to happen. This was the exact opposite of what was supposed to happen. He was supposed to keep Cedric out of this place. Now he had three people, and was still bounded to the god damned grave stone.

Harry didn't have a clue how he was going to get out of this one. How was he supposed to stop Voldemort being resurrected, and save his friends?

An extra life had turned Harry into a very selfish person. His main goal was to keep his friends alive. Stopping Voldemort coming back was a very close second.

Suddenly dust began to come up from the grave. The bones were no longer one piece; just dust now.

"Bone of the father unknowingly given. You will resurrect your son."

"-UGGLE" Harry murmured through the silencing spell to try and distract the man.

"My love, would you like the honour?" Lucius asked. The woman smiled and held out her arm. Harry could only just about see the dark mark on her own arm in the mist. Lucius smiled and with a sliver knife cut off her hand at the wrist.

She screamed but shoved her other hand into her mouth.

"There, there my love. We must." Lucius spoke and turned to drop the hand into the caldron. "Flesh of the servant, willingly sacrificed."

Harry knew what was coming next. He sent a look; a plea to his friends not to move. They wouldn't listen to this silent order.

As the dagger went into Harry's arm Lucius tripped again. Harry screamed at the other cut the knife made.

"STUPIFY!" Cedric's voice came and Harry watched Lucius fall the other way; the dagger flew right into the caldron.

The New Mrs Malfoy held her wand shakily. She was in much pain, and had lost her wand hand.

"Expelliarmus." Fleur cast the spell through the thick white smoke that was beginning.

The wand flew across the grave yard. Tatiana Malfoy fell to the ground clutching her hand and weeping. No wand and no way to defend herself.

Viktor made a mistake though. He turned his wand to the cauldron. "Confringo." The potion was already bubbling.

"NO." Harry screamed as Fleur released him. Cedric kept Lucius down.

"Harry?"

They watched as the body began to rise from the cauldron. The man- the monster laughed to the children. A cold unfeeling laugh.

"Guys grab onto me. Now!" Harry begged, as if he was about to cry. Fear filling every cell of his body. They listened.

"You can't run for long. My lord has returned." Lucius pulled himself up.

"Accio Cup." The cup touched his hands as a set of bright red eyes peered from the white smoke. Lord Voldemort stepped out of the broken cauldron.

The cup touched Harrys hands as the dark lord turned to look at the children. His lips tuned up in a sneer.

His snake like face made Fleur and Cedric scream. Harry let himself travel; paralysed with fear. Viktor convulsed; his body vomited from the fear in him.

When they dropped back on the ground Viktor Vomited again. As Harry keeled over Cedric came with him. Fleur kept hold of his arm so it was sticking up in the air.

There were cheers but the champions couldn't register that.

Viktor was Ill at the sight of what he had witnessed. He knew what Lord Voldemort looked like. His school didn't shy away from the dark arts. That didn't mean he wanted to see that… thing. He couldn't believe he was really back. What those people had done to Harry and each other… He knew of dark blood magic. It was forbidden on every continent.

Fleur couldn't comprehend what she had seen. She wasn't a child. She was slowly piecing together what had happened.

Cedric couldn't breathe. His parents had both lost their only siblings to that man. Cedric unknowingly had lost two aunts because of him. He could feel the war already on his shoulders.

Harry was fighting between horror and relief. Cedric was alive. So where Fleur and Viktor. So was he. But he couldn't stop him from coming back. Tom Riddle. The monster that is Lord Voldemort. He was alive, and powerful as last time. Harry didn't know what to feel.

The teachers came over and started shouting between who had 'obviously' won. Harry stuffed his cloak in his shirt as quickly as he could.

"He- we saw him." Viktor held his teachers forarm. The man cringed as if in pain.

"Viktor?"

"You-Know-Who. Lord Voldemort. The one that wanted to take over the world. The evil…"

"Viktor, slow down." Karkaroff twisted his arm and held Viktor's wrist tight. A silent shut up. A threat.

"What is he saying?" Mr Crouch asked. He could feel the bad publicity looming over his head.

"C'était lui? Le Seigneur qui ne peut être nommé?" (1) Fleur was looking paler by the second. She was too terrified to speak English, causing her to lapse back into to French. Translating everything would be too much effort. Harry didn't have the strength to wonder whether Viktor was okay. Well, he was using much more simple words.

Cedric stood up, but he had to use Mr Bagman as a crutch to do so. "We saw- we saw him. He had red- god, eyes like blood." Cedric chocked as if he was going to follow the way of Viktor's stomach. "He- looked like- like a snake. Snake."

"Cedric please calm down."

" Il s'est servi d'Harry! Il lui a pris du sang! Quelqu'un doit examiner Harry!" (2)

"Allons, Allons, tout va bien. Calmez-vous, ma fille." (3) Madam Maxine comforted her champion. "Professor Dumbledore she says Harry was hurt."

"Harry, are you okay?" Dumbledore leaned down by him. At this point People were shuffling out of the stands.

"Arm. Blood." He was beginning to shut down. Everything was too different.

"Right." Dumbledore looked at the arm and lifted Harry up. "We need to get them to the hospital wing. Minerva can you get the children's parents?"

"Should I bring Harrys godfather or his foster parents?"

"Bring Lord Black."


(1) That was him? The Lord who cannot be named?

(2) He used Harry! He took blood from him! You need to check Harry!

(3) There there, it's fine. Calm down girl.

AN: So I hope you liked the chapter. It was a tiny bit anticlimatic but something happened that will impact the rest of the story greatly. (A cookie for anyone who can guess what it is). So anyway Tell us what you think. Celran was very happy with his explosion. Until Next time ~(T.I.A and Celran)

BN: Boom. *Giggle.*