Harry woke up and looked around. He was in a strange graveyard along with Takuya and Cedric. Before they could take their surroundings in, they heard a voice ordering to kill them all. Harry flickered up his flames while Takuya jumped in front of Cedric, katana raised. In the next second, twin blasts of green flame appeared, one striking Harry and the other, Takuya's blade.

"Whhhhhat!?" A voice called. Harry recognized the voice and quickly separated from Viktor, who quickly collapsed.

Together, Harry and Takuya stood, blades raised. The boys mentally alerted the Valkyrie and then waited. A familiar man ran forward, hands reaching toward Harry. Quickly, the boy swung his sword, taking a finger from Peter Pettigrew. "Next time it will be your hand." He hissed. From behind, Takuya's blade rose and fell and a hand reached out to grab Harry. This hand was withdrawn as the owner noticed his hand burning. Unfortnately, Harry heard Takuya scream as someone cut the boy and threw his blood into a massive cauldron. At this point, Viktor had woken up and drawn his wand.

"What is going on?"

"The cup must have been a portkey."

With a flash, a man stepped out of the cauldron, a man long believed to be dead.

"Voldermort!"

"I thought he was dead!"

"So you have returned." Harry said calmly.

"Yesssss."

"Well then." Takuya said, "We'll just have to send you back to your grave!"

With that, Harry and Takuya charged, one hand holding their wands and the other their katanas. Anyone who got in the way of either boy was slashed or stunned. Spells were quickly countered by either weapon until one fired at the boys. Takuya had just blocked a curse with each instrument while Harry had been in the process of raising his sword.

"Avada kadavra!"

"Explliarmus!"

When the spells met, Harry and Voldermort were raised up into the air. Both wands began to vibrate, causing Voldermort's hands to shake. Harry coolly held on, watching the proceedings. At one point, people began to appear; an old man, a woman, and then two people. These people were Harry's parents, Lily and James.

"M-mom? Dad?"

"Harry, you look so different."

"What are you?"

"Harry, in a moment, break off contact and run to the portkey. We'll distract him."

Harry smiled and then broke contact. His ghostly parents stared in shock as Harry was off like a shot, disappearing in one instant and appearing by the portkey in the next. Harry and Takuya grabbed the hands of the other two boys and the quartet was back at Hogwarts. The four were quickly mobbed by students and teachers, a bag of prize money held out to each one of them. With a swipe, all four knocked their bags to the floor and then cried out in unison. "Voldermort is back."

The noise of the crowd fell silent as most of the people paled. Ludo Bagman laughed, "Well the prank is entertaining but-"

"Do you think we are joking?" Harry questioned the man. "We saw him with our own eyes. We… we fought him and his men."

Cornelius Fudge stared. "You fought him. Two fourth years, a sixth year, and a seventh year."

"No."

"No?"

"Only Takuya and I fought. Cedric had been severly injured by that spider thing and Viktor was shaking off the effects of… of the Imperius curse."

"Harry." Harry turned to the voice, it was Moody. Moody led Harry to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom and started questioning Harry.

When Dumbledore ran into the classroom, ready to fight he saw Moody, back pressed to the wall with a blade at his throat. The man stared as the owner of the blade, Harry raised a hand. A ball of fire crackled on the palm of his hand as the boy touched it to Moody's hair.

"For the last time, who are you?"

"Allister Moody."

"HARRY!" Dumbledore yelled.

Harry blasted Moody, causing the man to instantly turn bald. He then noticed that the man's features were blurring, turning into the man he knew was there. "I won't tell you anything."

While Harry had the man pressed to the wall, Snape ran in with a potion Harry knew as Veritaserum. The man tried not to swallow it but finally, the group listened to his story. They learned that he was the son of Barty Crouch, believed to be long dead. He had been allowed to go to the Quidditch World Cup and had been the man Harry saw at the Top Box. When Ginny Weasley had run past, he had stolen her wand and used it to conjure the dark mark. Even worse, he had been trying to get Harry to the graveyard by fixing all of his tasks. The curse that hit Viktor had been meant to take out Cedric but it had failed. At last, the real Allister Moody was freed from a chest and put in the hospital wing.

The leaving feast was marred by a speech about Voldermort's return and soon, the train was on its way. Harry had convinced his relatives to stay for the rest of the term and were now on the train with him. While Petunia explained about Voldermort to Vernon, Harry was explaining things to Dudley. The truth about his appearance came out as well as stories of the Valkyrie. Finally, Harry and his family left the train, giving Takuya a wave goodbye.

A.N. Ok, short author's note, this marks my halfway point. What a strange coincidence that this was finished on the anniversary of my third week writing about Harry. I already know how to start the next book so you won't have to wait very long!