DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter, Doctor Who or the Chronicles of Narnia. I own this plot only, and any OCs. My depictions of real life characters are based on stereotypes or suppositions and no insult is intended. I have no desire to own the series this story is based on, although if anyone could give me either a wand, TARDIS or wardrobe portal into Narnia I certainly wouldn't say no.

IMPORTANT: This is a rewrite of my story, You Are Not Alone and, as such, any resemblence to that story is intentional. No offence is meant by my portrayal of the Royal Family. I have the utmost of respect for Her Majesty the Queen and her wider family.

From Chapter 37...

A short time later, (Harry) and Cedric had once again been forced to work together to defeat a large Acromantula, resulting in Harry breaking his leg, and were now in an argument over who should take the Triwizard Cup. Eventually they agreed to take it together, and they immediately felt a hook behind their navels as the portkey activated.

Several minutes passed before the telltale glow of a portkey deposited the lifeless body of Cedric at the base of the bleaches, but she didn't dare taking time to think about it, she snuck away to a secluded part of the grounds, thankful that Harry's TARDIS answered her call. Just as she unlocked the correct compartment, she felt a soft hand on her shoulder and she looked up to see Romana, the Doctor and the Master standing there. "Let's go get our wayward Gallifreyan," Ro said with a smile as she lifted the lid of the trunk and gestured for the others to jump in. Within moments, the TARDIS was underway, piloted by two Time Lords and two Time Ladies...

Chapter Thirty Eight: Priori Incantatem

'He asked me whether I was ready to risk everything for him. It was my dream, my greatest ambition, to serve him, to prove myself to him.' Barty Crouch Jnr., Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, by J.K. Rowling, Bloomsbury

Location: St Michael's Churchyard, Little Hangleton, Yorkshire, England, Earth
Time: June 1995 CE

Hundreds of miles away from Hogwarts' place deep within the Scottish Highlanss, Harry and Cedric fell out of the swirl of lights and colours and were deposited in the midst of an expansive church graveyard in the shadow of a manor house on the hill overlooking the valley. About fifty metres away, placed at the foot of what was, by far and away, the largest headstone in the cemetery, a large depiction of a winged Grim Reaper, complete with scythe, was a large pewter cauldron, filled with some kind of bubbling liquid, placed over a roaring fire. Harry had just enough time and presence of mind to disillusion Frœkn before he heard a high-pitched voice say, "Kill the spare."

Harry watched in despair as a man walked out of the gloom, Harry recognising the voice as belonging to Peter "Wormtail" Pettigrew when he raised his wand and spoke the dreaded words, "Avada Kedavra." Harry's yell went unnoticed as Cedric was thrown backwards by the green light impacting him. Neither Harry nor Wormtail noticed that Cedric's body was thrown back against the portkey, which vanished back to Hogwarts.

Mere seconds before he was shoved against it, Harry was able to read the words that adorned the headstone;

Thomas Riddle, Esq.
(1880-1943)

Mary Riddle
(1883-1943)

Tom Riddle
(1905-1943)

Before Harry could start to make connections, he felt his arms and legs bound by cords conjured by the rat-like wizard as he was bound tightly to the headstone before a crude gag made of a knotted piece of cloth was shoved into his mouth and tied behind his head. With Harry "dealt with", Wormtail turned back to the cauldron and picked up the small bundle of cloth which he had placed on the ground so he could bind Harry and dumped the contents, which appeared to be a misshaped or malformed baby, into the thick liquid within the cauldron. Almost immediately, Harry's scar felt like it was being ripped open and he found himself in agony.

Harry was barely able to recognise that Wormtail was speaking, levitating a bone from the grave he was tied above over to the cauldron. Wormtail's voice was low and monotonous, "Bone of the father, unknowingly given, you will renew your son." With a splash, the bone dropped into the cauldron. Next, Wormtail drew a long, thin dagger from his robe and sliced his right hand off allowing it to fall into the cauldron, speaking as he did so, "Flesh - of the servant - w-willingly given - you will - revive - your master." Moments later, a burning sensation on his left forearm drew Harry's attention to a large gash left by Wormtail's dagger as the servant clumsily collecting a dribble of blood into a crystal phial, "B-blood of the enemy... forcibly taken... you will... ressurrect your foe."

Once the blood was poured into the cauldron, blindingly bright sparks spewed from the cauldron in every direction as Harry's muttering of, "Please let it drown," over and over drowned out the choking sobs and whimpers coming from the betrayer of his parents.

It seemed, however, that Harry's luck was not with him, as the cauldron exploded in a bright light, only to be replaced by a humanoid, six feet two inches tall, with a bald head, slits for eyes, a snakelike nose and an overall pasty complexion. The humanoid spoke in a high pitched voice, "Robe me, Wormtail."

Lord Voldemort had risen again.

Location: Harry's TARDIS
Time: Unspecified

Four Gallifreyans still struggled slightly to control the TARDIS as it sped through the time vortex, picking up on the desperation of its pilots, before throwing them to the floor as it rapidly came to a halt, lingering momentarily in the vortex. "Come on girl, I know YOU can find him!" Lucy urged as the ship shuddered momentarily, as if it were thinking through a tough problem before accelerating once more, moving towards its newfound destination. "Attagirl, I knew you could do it," Lucy said with a grin, patting the mahogany console fondly as she had seen Harry do so many times before.

Location: St Michael's Churchyard, Little Hangleton, Yorkshire, England, Earth
Time: June 1995 CE

Harry watched on with revulsion as Lord Voldemort picked up Wormtail by his bleeding stump, pressing his spindly finger against the Dark Mark branded onto his servant's left arm, cackling gleefully at Wormtail's screeches of agony. Moments passed before a black, literally black, cloud appeared above the churchyard and several plumes shot out from the cloud and flew rapidly down to terra firma where each plume of the cloud-like substance coalesced into a robed being whose faces were covered by silver masks in the shape of a skull.

Harry continued to watch, dead silent, as Voldemort greeted, named, mocked and tortured his supposedly loyal servants about their ineptness and inability to find him when "the clues were plain to see." After a tense fifteen minute period, Voldemort then directed his mocking at Harry, trying to goad him into something stupid before forcing him into a duel.

"Avada Kedavra," Voldemort said softly and sickly sweet.

"EXPELLIARMUS!" Harry bellowed in retaliation.

Just as a jet of green light left Voldemort's wand, a jet of red light blasted from Harry's - the spells collided in midair - and suddenly Harry's wand was vibrating as if their were an electric charge pulsing through it, his hand seized up and he highly doubted he could have released his wand even if he wanted too. A single beam of light, neither green nor red, but brightest gold, connected the two brother wands. The two combatants stood at opposite ends of the beam of light, each tightly gripping a wand which was shaking and vibrating and threatening to jump clear out of their grasp.

Nothing could have prepared Harry, or even Voldemort, for what happened next. Both Harry and Voldemort were lifted in the air and carried magically to an area free of graves as Voldemort hissed at his Death Eaters to do nothing, a glowing golden dome-shaped cage of light separated the two joined wands from the Death Eaters filling the churchyard.

In that moment, an unearthly and beautiful sound filled the air, Harry recognised it as phoenix song, but the noise that caught his attention most, was one that went unnoticed by Voldemort and the Death Eaters, the familiar grating sound of TARDIS engines. Somewhere nearby, his back-up had arrived.

All too soon, the beam changed again, and it appeared as if molten gold beads were now sliding up and down the thread connecting the wands, which had started to vibrate more powerfully and Harry found that by sheer power of will, of which the young Time Lord had bucketloads, he was able to force the beads towards Voldemort's wand, which vibrated harder and harder as the beads grew closer and Voldemort's expression changed first to astonished, and then to fearful.

In another, secluded part of the churchyard, Lucy and Romana stepped out from behind the centotaph that the TARDIS had seen fit to disguise itself as, and watched, from a distance, as Harry battled the most evil wizard in British history. As they watched, Lucy mentally told Harry where they were, then settled in for him to put his escape plan into motion.

Location: The Maze, Hogwarts School, near Aviemore, Scotland, Earth
Time: November 1994 CE

The scenes at Hogwarts were pandemonium, with the body of Cedric Diggory reappearing in the midst of the crowd, the body itself showing clear signs of death by Avada Kedavra, but, worse than that, the Boy-Who-Lived had appeared to have dissappeared. Only one small group of fourth year students noticed that one Gryffindor fourth year and three Hogwarts Professors had also dissappeared.

Location: St Michael's Churchyard, Little Hangleton, Yorkshire, England, Earth
Time: June 1995 CE

"Now!" Harry yelled to himself as the smoky figures which had emerged from Voldemort's wand started advancing on the Dark Lord, Harry broke the connection and unsheathed Frœkn in one smooth movement, making his run for where Lucy and Romana were hidden. Dodging curses from the Death Eaters on scene, Harry was able to kill two and maim five Death Eaters, even successfully creating a large gash across the chest of the most evil Dark Lord in history before he joined Lucy and Romana and the three slipped into Harry's TARDIS before the five Gallifreyans piloted the TARDIS away from the small churchyard in Yorkshire.

Location: The Hospital Wing, Hogwarts School, near Aviemore, Scotland, Earth
Time: June 1995 CE

After arriving back at Hogwarts, Harry had reached the end of his adrenaline high and had collapsed. Lucy had very nearly panicked but eventually she and the three professors had managed to get him to the hospital wing, and now she was sitting with most of Harry's family, waiting for him to wake from the dreamless sleep Madam Pomfrey had placed him under.

Location: St Michael's Churchyard, Little Hangleton, Yorkshire, England, Earth
Time: June 1995 CE

Voldemort meanwhile managed to heal his large gash and only now did he realise that his heart was beating twice as fast as he expected, and after consulting with one of his Death Eaters, Frederick Vaisey, who earned his living as a Healer, discovered he now seemed to have two hearts, but there were no other unexpected advantages, or disadvantages.

Author's Note: Parts of this chapter are adapted from three chapters of Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire - (32) Flesh, Blood and Bone, (33) The Death Eaters and (34) Priori Incatatem. The chapter also includes some speech taken directly from the above chapters. IF YOU RECOGNISE IT, I DON'T OWN IT!