To You I'm Devoted

xStarletx

A/N: Woo! Super long chapter! This is good though, I'm on my way to being almost finished! What do you guys think? Review if you liked it.

Chapter 6

There was quite a bit of commotion before the last task. Aria was furious and arguing with the judges.

"I won't help him! I just need to watch him!" Aria continued to point out.

"That is against the rules." The judge from Krum's school cried for the millionth time.

"Sod off! You and Your rules! My job is to make sure Voldemort – that's right I said his name – doesn't get him and I have a bad vibe from that maze!" Aria cried stunning everyone with her bravery. Even Dumbledor called him You Know Who. The judge grimaced.

"Aria be reasonable." Dumbledor whispered.

"You're the one who called me here! Am I supposed to guard him or not?" Aria questioned.

"You can sit out this one time, we both know you'll sense something off the second it happens. He'll be alright." Dumbledor assured her. Aria's eyes narrowed.

"Fine, but one second can change everything. You better hope it's something I can track." Aria warned before disappearing in the crowd. She paused to slip Harry something. I wondered what it was.

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The third task went incredibly well considering. I fought my monsters and defeated them and came damn close to the cup had a spider not snuck up on me. Harry had helped me finish it off, we decided that we should take the cup together, either way it would be a win for Hogwarts. I was fair like that. We both grabbed a hold of the cup and we were suddenly whooshing up in the air much like the time we had used a port-key. We landed in some grave yard god knows how far away from the school with a group of people bearing down on us.

"We don't need the second one." Someone ordered and then in a flash of green I died.

I'm glad to say it didn't hurt much, just a stinging pain and then I was in a line of people walking through a gray landscape. I don't know where we were heading but I got pulled aside twice. The first time I appeared back in the cemetery where Harry was dueling You know How, I guess I popped out of the wand or something. I could see my body slumped on the outskirts of the cemetery by the cup.

"Bring my body back to my parents?" I asked him, it would be ok if he couldn't, you know who knew if he'd ever get out of there alive, but he was Harry Potter of course he would. He was a good guy, he'd do his best to do as I asked. As I faded away I thought about Aria, I never got to find out about her I was getting closer to the front when I was suddenly pulled out of line once again.

"Who are you?" I asked the person. She turned to me, she looked a lot like an older Aria.

"My name is Sephora. Don't tell Aria you saw me." She told me, she ushered me through a door way.

"Just watch and learn." She ordered and then the door shut.

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I was in an English country side by a brook, behind me I heard the loveliest music playing. I turned and there she was, my Aria, with flowers braided into her long black pleats. She was sitting upon a rock her deep blue gown had embroidered gold stars on the bodice, her skirts were arranged around her ankles delicately. I fell a little more in love with her as I watched her and listened to her haunting tune. I heard the sound of hooves approaching and saw Harry on a horse heading towards her. This Harry was different, he was wearing a deep purple tunic and black pants, on his head was a circular golden grown. I had no doubt in my mind that he was royalty of sorts.

The music stopped as he approached her, she stood to greet him. He stopped his horse just short of her, the large red gelding snorted disapprovingly.

"Good morrow fair maiden. Your music was as beautiful as you are." He praised her. I felt her uneasiness.

"Thank you, kind sir. I'm sorry but I must be going." She thanked him. She tried to move around the horse, but he blocked her path. Aria looked up to him with disdain in her eyes.

"Such a fair maiden should not travel alone. I shall accompany you, here, take my hand." He ordered, holding his hand out to her. Aria refused to take it. I heard her thoughts clear as day.

If I take his hand he'll take me back to his castle and I'll never see home again.

"No thank you majesty. It is only a little way up the hill." Aria turned down. I saw the niceness leave Harry's face.

"I am Prince and if I say am taking you home you must do as I say." He growled, nudging his horse closer. Aria looked at him and then to the horse, I wondered if she could out run it. Her eyes narrowed like she did whenever Harry said something along the lines of a challenge. Then she bolted towards the stream. The Harry swore and turned his horse after her, but Aria was running fast, she had lifted up her skirts bearing her creamy claves as she ran, she not once looked back. She ran through the trees, and up the hill until she came to a stone enclosure.

"Milady, why are you in such a hurry?" A guard asked.

"A prince, he chased me. Is my husband home?" She asked, the guard nodded and pointed up to the small castle.

"I'll bar the gates, not let him past." The guard assured her. She thanked him graciously and then ran towards the steps.

"Allaric!" She cried, rushing into the grand foyer, I noticed that it looked exactly like the castle she was staying in now.

"Yes my darling?" I heard a man asked, she rushed into a room that I was sure was an office of sorts.

"Allaric, he's here." She told him. He looked up from the papers and I an older version of myself looking at her.

"Who is here darling?" I, no Allaric asked her. I noted the lovingness my past self was putting into the words, I had not a single doubt in the world that she was the love of his life.

"The prince I told you about! The one from the vision, try to remember." She pleaded with him. Allaric chuckled, he came around his desk and crushed her to his chest, he kissed her swiftly.

"Allaric!" Aria groaned, she wanted him to be serious about this.

"No one shall take you from me wife." He promised her. Aria rest her head on his chest.

"I hope you are right."

"Come now, let us go meet our guest." Allaric told her, he linked arms with her and then lead her out to the courtyard where Past Harry was waiting.

"I'm a Prince Bastile, that maiden is mine." He cried through the gates, pointing at Aria with his drawn sword. Allaric smiled at him, though Aria looked frightened.

"I am sorry Prince Bastile, that my guards have not been more hospitable. Let him through." He ordered. Reluctantly they raised the gate, letting Bastile through.

"How very kind of you. Now give me the girl." Bastile ordered.

"Now, now Prince Bastile, surely you have time for a brief introduction. I am King Allaric, the wise and the noble, I rule over these lands here, this maiden – as you call her – beside me, is my wife, Aria." Allaric told her. Bastile growled.

"I don't care what she is, she is to be my wife now. Give her to me." Bastile ordered. Allaric continued as if he hadn't heard Bastile.

"I've known your father for quite some time. He and I have never once quarreled, I consider him one of my closest allies. Go home now Prince Bastile, my wife will be staying here with me." Allaric told him, his demeanor had changed, he had a dangerous look about him, Bastile saw that he was clearly out-numbered and began to back away.

"She'll be mine one day, just you wait. You'll regret this!" Bastile swore. Allaric nodded, and waved him off then turned triumphantly to his wife. He kissed her again.

"See Aria, you are still safe with me. Nothing to worry about." He told her. Aria nodded but her thoughts ran out again.

Until the war that is.

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The imaged flashed and I was suddenly in a different castle and Prince Bastile was storming through the castle to the throne room. He threw the doors open and walked into the meeting.

"Father we are going to war with Prendergast." Bastile ordered. His father was an old man, his beard was whitened and he looked frail.

"Why?" He asked, ignoring the other's gasps and addressing his son.

"King Allaric dares to keep my bride to be from me." Bastile told him.

"Nonsense, Catalina is upstairs." His father waved at him. I was angry already, he already had a fiancé? What was wrong with this man?

"No! I have found myself a more suitable wife, and he has the gall to deny me my Aria." Bastile corrected.

"Aria you say?" The old king asked. Bastile nodded. "Now my son, Aria is Allaric's wife. I was at their wedding, of course he would deny you her."

"But father -!" Bastile started but the old king silenced him by raising his hand.

"We will not go to war with an ally simply because you want his wife." The old king ordered. I saw Bastile's lip curl.

I'll have her as my wife. As soon as I'm king she'll be mine. I heard Bastile's voice in my head, I shuddered at the icy feeling he gave me. I wondered what he had in mind.

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Once again the image shimmered out and I was back at Aria's castle. Allaric was older and scared, he was pouring over maps with a few generals. Aria flew into the room.

"Allaric! You are home!" She cried she was in a white shift, no doubt what she had worn to bed. She threw herself at him and Allaric hugged her as if she were his world and I saw it in their eyes and when they kissed. She fingered a jagged cut that had been bandaged.

"I wanted you to rest darling." He told her.

"How can I rest with a war waging just outside the door! Oh Allaric I'm so frightened I've had the dream again." She sobbed, pressed her cheek into his chest.

"Aria, darling, I want you to listen to me. Your dreams are always correct, and I fear that I will fall to him, I have grown old and out of practice and Bastile has lived for this day. If he comes to you as he does in the dream I want you to go back." He told her, he took a sliver chain off of his neck, a silver star was at the end, he placed it into her hands.

"Allaric, there must be another way, we shall run from him." Aria pleaded.

"Aria, you must promise me, promise me you will go back if he comes to claim you. I cannot bear the thought of that monster having you." He whispered, cupping her hand in his cheek. She promised him and he kissed her softly. "I will be in to see you in a few moments, go and wait for me."

He watched her go with a sadness on his face, he turned back to the general.

"Apollo." He whispered, one of the generals looked up and I could see that it was Apollo in full uniform "I want you to make sure she goes back, take her with you if you have to. Promise me he won't have her."

"Yes, lord, I will make sure my sister returns." He told him. Allaric nodded. They made a few more plans and then Allaric left to be with Aria. I saw the look on Apollo's face, the same as Aria's face somehow I just knew that Allaric was in fact going to die.

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The picture shimmered out and then I was in a throne room, Aria was sitting on a golden throne a gold circlet on her head, a star hung off the middle resting in the middle of her forehead. The more elaborate throne beside her stood empty, no doubt Allaric was still at war. The door burst open and Bastile walked in Aria stood to address him a sternness on her face, in a second a few guards came to block Bastile, Apollo was at her side in a second.

"Hello darling Aria." Bastile taunted. Aria titled her chin in defiance.

"You are not welcome here! When Allaric returns…" She started but Bastile cust her off with a merry laugh.

"But he is already here." He told her. Aria looked around, he lifted his hand and a head bounced past the guards and landed at the steps that lead up to the throne. Despite Apollo's words Aria ran to it in a moment, picking up the severed head and looking into Allaric's dead eyes. In that moment Bastile and his men charged the pathetic line of men standing in front of them, and Apollo ran to Aria's side. I saw the anger and her eyes, and the tears falling and suddenly she was screaming. The windows shatter, the men put their hands to their ears, Apollo tired to grab Aria but she ran at Bastile.

She had him by the throat hold him up high, his feet dangled off the ground.

"YOU TOOK HIM FROM ME!" She sobbed. "So I'll take your most precious asset from you."

Suddenly Bastile was set aflame and Apollo finally got to Aria, he put the silver star to his lips and blew, a shrill whistle echoed and in a flash of light the two disappeared. Bastile dropped to the ground still in flames and began to roll around screaming in agony. I knew he would survive.

He had taken Aria's most beloved, and she had taken his looks from him, he was now as hideous on the outside as he was in the inside.

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The picture blurred again and it looked like I was suddenly facing You Know Who, back when he was powerful. A rock across from his Aria was sitting staring off into the starry night.

"I have come for my wish." He told Aria, Aria turned to him.

Somewhere in the distance I heard someone call my name.

"Badger boy? Gah! What's his real name? Cedric? Cedric! CEDRIC?" I heard someone call. I turned and saw Aria coming through the door, she looked around at the scenery.

"What are you watching?" She asked me.

"I don't grant wishes I'm not a genie." The past Aria told him. Present Aria's mouth fell open.

"How did you get in here?" She asked grabbing my arm and dragging me towards the door.

"All the tales and the books say I get a wish!" You Know Who argued.

"Ever thought they were wrong?" Past Aria taunted. You Know Who must have lost his patience at that point for he raised his wand up to curse her no doubt. I didn't get to see the rest, she had dragged me out of the room and the door had banged shut. We were running now, well she was running I was struggling to keep up. We were going the opposite way as everyone else in the cues, behind us I heard angry cries and the sounds of something very large and not human coming after us. Up a head I saw a tear in the wall, or at least that's what I thought it was. Aria threw me though it and I landed back on the quidditch field. I turned back and saw Aria fighting something with long talons through the rip in space, she finally managed to get through and Apollo handed her a Scythe. She swiped the rip and it sealed with a pop. She turned back to me, I was staring at my dead body, my parents sobbing over it.

"Well go on, get in it." She ordered. Pointing to the body.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked her.

"I don't lose people on my watch thank you very much! Now get back in your body Badger Boy!" Aria demanded, she was near hysteria. My parents stared at her in wonder, no doubt wondering why she called me Badger boy. I wanted to argue more, but I felt like I was being pulled in two different directions. I moved to my body and as soon as I got close I felt like I was being sucked in and then all went black.