They'd followed their instructions, arriving at the cemetery at precisely 8:15pm. The place was deathly quiet as they waited for Jack. Teal'c was the first to move when he heard a loud popping sound in the distance. They ducked behind a large grave marker so they couldn't be seen and listened quietly as two cloaked figures moved towards them.

A wizard they all recognized as Peter Pettigrew spoke up, barely managing to hide his stutter. "M-master, the cauldron is ready."

"Good. Now, is everything else ready?"

This strange voice didn't seem to be coming from either of the hooded men, but from something the identified man was carrying in his arms. It looked like the stranger was holding a child the way it was cradles in his arms, and the team watched as the figure pulled down his hood, nodding as he placed the cradled object on cushion that Pettigrew had set on the nearest headstone seconds earlier.

"I spoke to Crouch just before the tournament started. He won't fail you, Master. Harry Potter will be with us soon."

The still hooded man that had spoken sounded strangely familiar to them as they listened quietly from their spot behind the gravestone.

"Where is Nagini?" The raspy voice echoed in the dark night air, as Peter turned to look behind him where a large snake was slithering closer.

"She approaches, Master."

To their surprise the hooded man pulled back his cloak, letting it fall on his shoulders, and the team was surprised to see that it was actually Jack. The urge to get closer struck each of them, but they weren't sure what was going on, so they decided to stay put until they had a better idea. They didn't have to wait long to find out though, a few minutes later they heard shouting as two boys materialized in front of the wizards clutching onto what appeared to be a trophy of some sort before they let go of it and it rolled a few feet behind them.

The next few moments went by in a blur as the boys stood up, taking out their wands, and started towards the wizards. There was a flash of green light and the taller of the two boys fell backwards into the dirt. Daniel and the others recognized the second boy as Jack's nephew Harry. The team reluctantly resisted the urge to jump when a moment later they saw Harry being tied to headstone by Pettigrew. For a brief moment they were stunned when Jack turned to look directly at them. They froze in their tracks as the older man shook his head at them.

The team continued to watch as Pettigrew and Jack brought the cauldron forward, unwrapping the thing that had been speaking in a raspy voice earlier. Jack and Peter placed it in the cauldron once the large pot had begun to bubble. Daniel winced as he watched Pettigrew sever his own hand, letting it drop into the cauldron. Harry looked horrified as Jack approached him with a knife and plunged it into him, a look of deep sorrow and shame on his face as he did so. The blood from the knife was placed in the cauldron, and moments later a figure emerged from the smoke.

Daniel, Carter and Teal'c glared at one another in confusion as Jack moved closer to hand the figure a robe. The stranger began to speak, and then beckoned for Peter to approach. The wounded wizard did so with Jack's assistance. Pettigrew screamed in agony as the stranger bent down, pressing his fingers against a mark on Peter's left arm. There was an uneasy silence after that, then several loud popping sounds erupted throughout the cemetery, and the team was surprised to see a number of wizards apparating around Jack and the others.

One wizard apparated just behind Daniel, then seized him and pointed a wand at Teal'c and Sam. Carter motioned for Teal'c to lay his weapon down and they put their arms up in surrender, allowing the wizard to lead them to where the others were waiting.

"Who are you?" The stranger's hoarse voice sounded like a hissing snake as he approached them.

"Somehow I don't think you really care who we are." Daniel shouted as he struggled to get away from the wizard that had taken hold of him once they were surrounded.

"Stupid muggle. You've no idea who I am, or what I can do to you." Before Daniel could respond the stranger approached, placing the tip of his wand against Daniel's forehead. "I am Lord Voldemort…The most powerful wizard alive."

"Well, I don't really give a damn who you are."

The archeologist could see Jack wince a moment before Voldemort took a step back aiming his wand directly at Daniel's chest.

"Crucio!"

He screamed in pain as his body contorted and he fell to the ground, the wizard holding him having let go once his Master had aimed his wand.

"Master!" Jack's voice caught Voldemort's attention and he turned to see why his servant was disturbing him.

"What is it Corrigan?"

Corrigan looked away as he reached for his wand. "I know them."

Voldemort smiled lowering his wand in a smooth quick movement. "Of course you do. Tell us who they are, Jack."

For a moment it looked as though Jack was going to run away, but he slowly straightened his shoulders, taking a deep breath before he spoke.

"They were my friends."

Daniel and Carter shared a quick glance, both surprised at Jack's use of the word 'were,' and the strange look on the older man's face as he said it.

"What is it you've been doing all these years, Corrigan? You're the only one of us that simply disappeared without a trace." It was Lucius Malfoy that had spoken up, while several other Death Eaters nodded and muttered in agreement, wanting to hear Jack's answer.

"You honestly have to ask?!" Jack shouted as he glared at Lucius. "You kidnapped me not too long ago if my memory serves me."

The tall blonde sighed growled softly under his breath as he tensed his shoulders. "I was surprised to find out you were still alive. You told me nothing then, despite my best efforts."

"Your best always was pretty pathetic."

The two wizards traded barbs for a moment before Voldemort finally put a stop to it, raising his wand in his right hand. "Do tell us, Jack. Your Master wishes to know why you vanished without ever trying to find me." With a heavy sigh Jack once again turned his head away, but just as quickly turned it back as Voldemort turned his wand on him. "You will answer me."

He didn't speak, but he could feel Voldemort pilfering around in his mind, searching for the answers. Before Jack could stop him a memory slipped through his tight mental barriers of he and Lily's relationship and he trembled slightly, before falling to his knees as the scaly-faced wizard threw a curse at him.

"Master?" Jack looked up, pain visible on his face as he gripped the edge of his robe with one hand, his wand still firmly in the other as he struggled to his feet.

"You betrayed me. You have lied to me from the beginning." Voldemort turned around, aimed his wand once more at Daniel. "For that you and your friends will have to pay."

"NO! They're not a part of this!"

"Oh but they are, Corrigan. You have made them a part of this." To his surprise Voldemort turned, pointing his wand directly at Jack's chest. "IMPERIO!"

He heard a voice in his mind telling him to move closer and he willingly complied as he got to his feet. The voice grew louder as he drew nearer to his friends. Kill them, now. For a second he hesitated, thinking he didn't want to do it. They were his friends. He couldn't just kill them.

"Jack! Don't do this!" A faint voice was screaming, it sounded almost like Daniel, but the voice in Jack's mind was strong, and would not give up. KILL THEM!

He pulled his wand forward. The looks of confusion and fear were etched on Daniel and Carter's faces. Teal'c glared impassively at him as he took aim.

tbc...