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The Tears of Doom

Chapter 8

Time goes by, we can never stay the same
In the shades of hope, in love memory
Though your smile is gone, we will never be apart
In our hearts we can hear the love melody
The future still shines, close to you

Tsubasa, Tsubasa Chronicles OST

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Harry awoke 5 hours later at 8am. He sat down at the dining table with Ron and Ginny who already had their breakfast.

"Where's Elva?" Harry asked as he sat down, pulling a plate of pancakes towards him.

"She's gone to the market, I think." Ron replied, helping himself to a fifth pancake.

Ginny dipped her finger into a jar of honey and licked it. "Hermione's still asleep…" She said, answering Harry's unasked question.

There was a few minutes of silence as Harry wolfed down his pancake and his glass of milk. When Harry was done, he grabbed his jacket and told Ron and Ginny that he was going for a walk.

That morning, Godric's Hollow was a vibrant splash of color and sound. Flowers were blooming in every corner of the street, dew drops clung to every blade of grass and the birds chirped happily, oblivious to the perils of the dangers of the wizarding world.

Harry strolled along the street, occasionally pausing to talk to a wizard or witch who recognized him. He had only just turned into the nearby park when he heard several loud Apparition cracks.

He drew his wand instinctively and looked around.

In the darkness of the forest, he saw a blaze of fire flying towards him. He dodged it easily and ran towards where the fire had come from.

Death Eaters, Harry registered as he saw Lucius Malfoy just beside him.

"Tarantallegra." Said Harry, pointing his wand at Lucius.

Lucius slipped on the mossy forest floor. Harry grabbed hold of Lucius' wand.

"Reducto!" Lucius' wand splintered.

Harry continued looking around for more Death Eaters as Lucius Apparated away.

Another large jet of fire shot at Harry but this time he wasn't so lucky. The smell of burning flesh filled the air. Yelling, Harry put out the fire with water from his wand.

Once again, Harry ran towards the fire.

Harry stopped abruptly. Bellatrix Lestrange, Antonin Dolohov and Narcissa Malfoy was standing in the middle of a forest clearing. Bellatrix Lestrange was holding the Goblet of Fire.

"The Goblet," said Harry. "What do you want with it?"

Bellatrix sneered, "The Dark Lord's plans are not for you to know… But let's not be cruel… The Goblet, you and-" Bellatrix's eyes narrowed. "feathers… Those are things the Dark Lord needs for his plans."

"Feathers?" Harry repeated.

"That's right, Potter… Feathers." Bellatrix sneered again before Apparating away with her fellow Death Eaters.

Harry looked around, tense, for a moment before he stowed his wand away and walked home.

Voldemort needs Hermione's feathers? What on earth for? The Goblet too? The clues include me as well… But that's obvious… It just means that he's trying to kill me again… But how?

Ginny jumped up when she saw Harry. "What's wrong with you? You're burned!"

Harry launched into his story.

"Can the Goblet even shoot fire?" Ron asked, raising his eyebrows.

"No," said Hermione's voice, "The Goblet's sole function is to serve as the impartial selector of champions for the Triwizard Tournament."

"I know!" said Ginny. "Let's ask Abie! Who else can even come close to matching Albus' intelligence other than his own twin?"

And so within 10 minutes, the group of them were seated in Abie's house.

"Voldemort is hunting for feathers? And the Goblet too…"

It took a few long hours as Abie shuffled around his library consulting various thick books.

"Ahh…" He said after a long while.

"Feathers belonging to a wizard or witch contains his or her memory fragments. In the good hands, the wizard or witch will regain his or her memory. In bad or unknowing hands, however…. Feathers serve another purpose… Feathers usually contain the very essence of the mage from which they came from. Therefore, they are very powerfully magical. The Five Feathers each represent an element of the mage. Honesty, Bravery, Intelligence, Love and the Soul. These 5 elements of a mage also correspond with the 5 ancient elements. Air, Water, Wind, Fire and Nature."

Abie took a deep long breath before consulting another book.

"Feathers of a mage, when placed with their corresponding elements, will conjure up a very special artifact known by The Tears of Doom. The Tears of Doom, when worn, will grant invulnerability to the wearer. Once worn, the Tears of Doom can never be removed unless the wearer himself wants to take it off. If the artifact is destroyed, which is only possible if it is made with less than 5 feathers, the artifact will separate back into the feathers."

"What it all means is that, Voldemort has the Bravery Feather. The Bravery Feather is a fire element feather. Voldemort has placed it in the Goblet of Fire to be protected." Abie explained.

"He is actively trying to hunt the remaining ones, one of which we have procured. Once he has the rest of the feathers and the needed items, a necklace called The Tears of Doom will be formed.