Sorry for such a long wait, I was a bit stuck on how it should go, but hopefully I'm over that and can get chapters sent quicker, though I hold no promises except that I will finish this eventually, I have no plans to abandon it. I do have book 3 of HPDP to start on, and be on the look out for the final chapter of book 2! I should have it up anytime now, I just have to fix a few things with it.
Road to Insanity is finished!
Here's the long awaited Chapter Seven.
Thanks to Feline-x for beta'ing this story! Please read and review!
Warning: This is a Dark Harry fic so if you don't like, then don't read.
I don't own Harry Potter, I do own everything about the Shadows. There will be no pairings, at all.
"Talking"
"Speaking in Shadows"
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Chapter Seven
The month had come and gone, now they were gathered around the Goblet of Fire, waiting for it to give the three champion's names. Actually four, Harry had made She put in a piece of paper with his name on it, from a different school. If everything goes as planned, he wasn't going to come back next year. This was going to be the final 'act' of Harry Potter. Then Shadow would truly emerge. He couldn't wait.
Harry's green eyes found his brother. Out of all the people in Hogwarts, he took it the worst when Dumbledore had said that they had to be seventeen and over to compete. Harry didn't think he would have lasted two seconds, that was, if his father didn't help him.
Harry frowned. Speaking of parents, he was still confused of why he spared his mother. He knew he felt nothing for her, it was impossible for him to feel anything for her. Angeline had taken care of that. He shook his head, he would summon Angeline later and ask her, at the moment, Dumbledore was announcing the champions.
"The champion for Beubatons is… Fleur Delacour!" The goblet turned red, then spat out another piece of paper. "The champion for Drumstrang will be Victor Krum." Another flew out, "and the champion for Hogwarts is, Cedric Diggory!" The Hufflepuff house clapped the loudest out of the four houses. "Now that our three champions ar-" the goblet turned red again, this time, two pieces of paper flew out, one after the other. Dumbledore paled as he caught and read them. Nearly whispering, he said, "Justin and Harry Potter."
Harry's eyes widened, why was Justin chosen? His eyes found his brother again, he looked as shocked as he did. Harry made himself pale and walked up. His brother, overcoming the shock, walked proudly. Once again, the goblet spat out another piece, it only had Harry's name on it. But Dumbledore ignored it, Harry was already in the tournament.
Quietly, Harry was talking to the shadows quickly. "Find out who put my name in there again." Though Dumbledore thought nothing of it, it shouldn't have came out twice, someone had put him in there again, him and his brother.
"This shade will find out shadow master," a shade said from a shadow. Harry did nothing and went into the back room with the others.
Fleur looked at them when they walked into the room, "What is it? Do Zey need us?" She asked.
Justin grinned, while Harry stood in the shadows behind him. When Justin opened his mouth to speak, the door opened behind him.
Ludo Bagman grabbed Justin's arm and pulled him closer. "May I introduce the fourth, and," he looked around, when he spotted Harry he pulled him out of the shadows. "Fifth triwizard champions!"
"Zat must be a mistake," Fleur protested. "Zhey are too young!"
"Be that as it may, I don't think there can be any backing out now, it's in the rules. Justin and… his brother will have to do their best."
The doors opened once again, Dumbledore McGonagall, Snape, Karkaroff, and Madame Maxime came in.
"Madame Maxime!" Fleur said as soon as she saw her, she walked quickly over. "Zey are saying zat zees little boys are to compete also!" The shadows flickered as Harry's anger spiked, only Karkaroff noticed, but he said nothing.
"What is the meaning of this Dumbly-dorr?" Maxime asked angrily.
"I'd like to know that myself Dumbledore," said Karkaroff, his blue eyes like ice. "Three Hogwarts champions? I haven't read that in the rules, or did I not look closely enough?" He let out a short sarcastic laugh.
" 'Ogwarts cannot 'ave three champions, it is most unjust!"
"Mr. Crouch… Mr. Bagman," Karkaroff began, "You are our objective judges, surely you will agree that this is most irregular?"
"We must follow the rules, and it clearly states that they must compete." Mr. Crouch said.
"Shall we go on then? Got to tell the champions the instructions don't we?" Ludo asked.
"Yes, the instructions… The first task is to test your daring, so we are not going to tell you what to expect. It will begin on November 24th, in front of all the students, and of course, the judges. You are not allowed to ask for help, nor accept it, if offered. When you complete the first task, information about the second task will be given. All champions will be excused from end of the year tests as well. Now any questions?"
No one said anything. "If that's all, this is good bye headmaster, I am needed else where." The others went out the door with him, leaving the Hogwarts teachers and their champions behind.
"I am sure you boys can find your way back to your appropriate dormitories?" Dumbledore asked. All three nodded, and went out the door they came in.
After Cedric left to Hufflepuff, Justin confronted Harry. "You just had to out stage me didn't you!?"
Harry blinked in confusion. "What?"
"You figured out that someone had put my name in there, unable to cope with being out shown you somehow fooled the Goblet of Fire!"
"What?" Harry asked again, as if he would do that for some petty reason.
"It won't matter though, you suck at using magic." Justin said as if stating a fact. "Pretty much the only grade you ever got in spell work was an A, the only thing you are good at are non-magical classes. Face it, your not powerful enough to go against me and the others." Justin grinned. "I bet you can't even pass the first round!" And then, he walked of laughing to himself.
Harry held back his smirk. Everything was going as planned, well except the one who entered him again.
"Shadow master," whispered a shade.
"Yes?" Harry answered.
"I was unable to find the one who did it. They knew of us and took precautions against us. Forgive this shade, shadow master, it has failed you."
Harry's red eyes narrowed. He was going against an enemy he had no information on. He might as well have been blind! "Dismissed," he growled. The shade knew better than to stay around to face his anger. Harry headed toward the dorm room.
*Time Skip*
In the middle of the night, Harry headed towards the front doors, once he was past the wards, he shadow-faded to his castle.
"Rabastan!" Harry called out.
"What is it?" He asked, coming through the door. "If your asking about the potion, it's not done yet."
"It's not that, someone's at Hogwarts, they know what I am. Someone wants me in this competition, the shades couldn't find out anything about them either." Harry said.
"Do you think it's Him?" Rabastan inquired.
Harry's eyes narrowed. "Voldemort? Possibly, but why? Wouldn't he go after Justin, The-Boy-Who-Lived?"
"Not if he found you a threat to his power. He doesn't like competition. He's even killed Death Eaters because he thought they were going to try and overthrow him."
"How would he find out about my power? I made sure to get only Acceptables in my spell work." Harry said.
"Unless he had someone on the inside." Rabastan suggested.
He shook his head. "A shade would never betray a shadow master."
"What about the other things? A nightmare I believe?"
"He would have to be an idiot to trust one."
"He would have to be desperate."
Harry changed the subject, "Is the summoning room working?"
He replied, "Yes."
Harry nodded once, and shadow faded away.
End of Chapter Seven
