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Chapter 20

The portkey had stopped spinning, the three of them let go of it quickly and fell on the ground with a harsh thud. Cedric was the first one to get up; he looked around to see where they had landed because through the smell on the place he knew that this was definitely not where they were supposed to be. This wasn't Hogwarts, it was some odd looking graveyard near what looked like a rundown mansion which must had stood tall in its time, but no longer.

"Where are we?" he muttered as he noticed Audrey to was looking around and so was Harry.

"I've been here—in a dream!" said Harry, he looked terribly frightened, Audrey turned to him, she meant to ask whether it was the same dream he had spoken to Dumbledore about but, there was a sudden burst of flames that came alive in some parts of the graveyard as Harry held on to his head and shouted in pain, Audrey looked at him as if he was going to die in front of her, she gasped as she and Cedric went to help Harry, to ask him what was wrong.

"Harry—mate what is it?" asked Cedric resting a friendly hand on Harry's shoulder as the pain in Harry's pain intensified by the second.

Audrey looked up at something, something that she had missed to see so far, there in the middle of the graveyard surrounded by sculptures was a cooking cauldron, the one used to make a good feast for a dozen blokes, the liquid in the cauldron was bubbling as the fire below it kept it warm from the awfully cold surroundings.

"We've got to get out of here," said Cedric as he looked at the cup, it had been a portkey, if it could get them here maybe it could get them out, but before Cedric could tell them what was going on in his head, there appeared a figure, a figure of a fat, stout man, he looked a lot like a rat. Cedric immediately recognized him as Peter Pettigrew, he knew the man through the endless articles about him in the prophet, he seemed to be holding a small package in his hand, a small thing wrapped up in a worn out blanket, he couldn't tell what the contents of the blanket were but he was sure it wasn't something very pleasant just like the man.

"What the hell is going on?—why the hell are we here?" shouted Cedric as his voice seemed to be drained out by Harry's shouts of boldly pointed his wand at Pettigrew

"Kill the spare!" Hissed a weak voice that Cedric knew came from the blanket as he gasped in horror, Pettigrew had pointed his wand at him and mistakenly pulled some of the blanket of the vile thing. Cedric's eyes were open in horror he had never before seen something that depraved, what was it or rather who was it, it looked like a tiny child, malnourished, but why the world would Pettigrew be holding a malnourished child. Cedric felt like he was going to let his dinner out as the tiny thing opened its mouth and yawned, he looked at it in horror as Audrey came running towards him, but she was too late, a flash of green light and Cedric's eyes were left open in horror forever.

Audrey fell on him as Cedric had already gone cold his lovely blue eyes no longer reflecting her face, she pushed herself away from him as quickly as possible, what the bloody hell was happening and what the bloody hell did Peter Pettigrew want from them.

"Careful Wormtail-I need them alive," hissed the tiny bundle in Pettigrew's arms as Audrey's eyes went to it but before she knew it Wormtail had sent a spell towards them and sent her and Harry crashing into two sculptures of what looked like hooded reapers as their stone scythes held them up close to their stone bodies, immobilising them in some way. It was metaphorically, Audrey knew 'death was close—very close'. She remembered Peter's words from that night in the common room, she recognized the tiny thing in the blanket which Pettigrew now unceremoniously dumped into the boiling liquid as he drew quick steps towards a tombstone, which he cracked open with his wand muttering something like,

"Bone of the father—unwillingly taken—you will renew your son," chanted Pettigrew like it was a hymn, but all that played out in Audrey's head was what he had said in the common room that night.

"They did well to hide—but they won't live—no one who supports Potter will—he's coming back—he's coming back and he will take little Harry out, Sirius even if you don't want it—"

"He will make good of her—he will—he knows the truth—you can't hide anything from the great Lord Voldemort"

Audrey was very afraid now, her normal bold demeanour was gone, she had just witnessed the death of a schoolmate and was now going to be witnessing the rebirth or reincarnation or Merlin knew what of the most feared wizard of all time, Voldemort was coming back, she could feel it, the air around her had gone cold as Pettigrew now quickened his pace towards Harry who was trying to control the pain in his head but Pettigrew gave him something else to think about, he pulled out a knife and tore open the sleeve on Harry's heavy Gryffindor sweat shirt, his bare skin on the hand was now victim to a large cut that Pettigrew opened with the help of the knife as Harry thrashed around, the pain unbearable as Pettigrew cut through his skin and drew blood that coloured the blade of the knife, he then quickly muttered something into the cauldron as he dropped each drop carefully.

"Blood of the enemy forcefully taken—you will resurrect your foe," said Pettigrew as he threw the drops on Voldemort's head. He then made his way towards Audrey as Harry thrashed a little. Audrey pushed her whole body into the sculpture; she was so scared she could almost cry.

Pettigrew stopped when he approached her with the knife, he took in her features as he ran the knife along her face as if trying to caress it softly, he smiled like a mad man, he slashed the knife across one of her cheeks as Harry looked at Pettigrew in horror, tears formed in Audrey's eyes as blood poured down her cheek like water, it burnt like she had never witnessed before, a few bruises here and there were nothing in comparison to someone driving a knife through your face. Pettigrew collected the blood the same way he had before with Harry, he once again dropped the blood into the cauldron carefully as he muttered.

"Blood of the feared reluctantly given-you will be feared no more," he said chanting as he did not more away from the cauldron anymore but held the knife over his own hand. Audrey and Harry knew what was coming next as Pettigrew cut his own hand off and panted as he suppressed sobs and gulped.

"Flesh of the servant willingly given—you will revive your master," he said as the cauldron now bubbled up to the brim, the potion rose to a height as Harry's screams were once again the only sound that was heard apart from the bubbling potion as Audrey looked with horror filled eyes.

Lord Voldemort rose from the potion, the man stepped out of the cauldron, he was naked nothing very pleasant was there to see as the potion had now been completely soaked up by his body, his skin paler than anything Audrey had seen, he had eyes as red as the blood flowing the down her cheek, his nose replaced by two slits making him look almost snake like.

"Robe me Wormtail," said Voldemort his voice as cold as snow as Audrey gulped she could feel her insides go cold but this time there were no Dementors something much worse. Pettigrew scurried over and handed Voldemort a pair of simple black robes, not like the one's Snape wore but they were rather different. Pettigrew placed the robes carefully on his master as he stood still a small smirk on his lips.

"My wand Wormtail," said Voldemort calmly as Pettigrew handed him his wand very subserviently.

"Give me your arm Wormtail," said Voldemort softly his voice sounding so cold it could freeze a lake.

"Thank you master—thank you," said Pettigrew as if getting his ultimate boon, he held out his arm that he had so virtuously cut a part off of.

"Your other arm Wormtail," snarled Voldemort as Pettigrew's smile dropped in an instant, he slowly pushed his other arm towards his master as Voldemort pulled it towards him in anger; it was obvious, he did not like reluctance.

Voldemort pushed away the filthy garment of Pettigrew's coat and revealed his mark still quite faint but just as Voldemort pushed his wand on Pettigrew mark, it instantly grew darker almost black,the snake under the skull slithered as if it was free after a very long time.

The skies over head grew darker as the clouds shaped themselves artistically into a skull, out of the skull's mouth smoke slithered out and landed on the ground that was when Audrey realised that they were death eaters, their silver masks sitting royally on their faces, she wondered for a minute if Snape was standing in the circle of death eaters, her eyes roamed on each of them but she did not see him, had he really been reformed as uncle Albus had said or was he just not present.

"Welcome—welcome my fellow followers, it has been so long since we last met, so sad that none of you even tried to find me—you Macnair—not you Avery—not you Crabbe, Goyle—not even you—Lucius!" snarled Voldemort going around the circle of death eaters as he unmasked them with wand less magic making them land on their knees with a slight pain brushing in their heads which soon disappeared.

"I swear by you my lord—if I had an inkling of your return I would have run to your side—and yet in all honesty my lord, I have and will always remain your loyal servant," said Lucius bowing his head in submission as Audrey stared at him, he was Malfoy's father, how could he, his son was in school, how could he be a death eater!

"Empty words Lucius—but the dark lord in forgiving," said Voldemort moving away and towards Cedric's body.

"—But I returned!" said Pettigrew trying to act like the hero.

"Yes—but not because you were loyal but out of fear of your friends—but you have proven yourself to be useful Wormtail and for that you deserve to be rewarded," said Voldemort as he waved his wand, a silver hand replaced the hand he had cut off, Wormtail flexed his fingers looking at the magic, it was beautiful and yet dark and frightening.

"What a waste—he was a handsome boy," tutted Voldemort as anger rose within Audrey's heart, it was true he had absolutely no heart, he was a vile being, but what surprised Audrey was Harry's reaction, she now realised she had not heard him shout in pain in a while, but she was certain that his pain must have increased.

"Don't touch him," snarled Harry as Voldemort's face brightened up a little as he turned to Harry and Audrey, who internally wished he had shut up but what was the point they were going to die anyway.

"Ah—Harry I had forgotten you were here," smirked Voldemort as he walked up to Harry and then cocked his head looking Audrey in the eyes.

"Oh—my I remember you, you were hardly even one," smiled Voldemort as he caressed Audrey's bleeding cheek waving his wand so that the gash the knife that created disappeared, Audrey looked at him a little frightened but she wasn't stupid, showing your fright to your enemy was being downright foolish.

"Do you not wish to know why you were here Miss-," began Voldemort as Audrey did not speak she knew passing something snarky was not going to get her anywhere. Harry looked at her fearfully, he was worried out of his skin; he no longer cared about the painful scar.

"I will tell you anyway—you see I needed the blood of the person I feared the most—you gave me my life back," he said smiling into her ear as she tried to move away from him, though what he had said to her had an effect on her, she was someone he feared? That did not add up, this was the first time she had ever been face to face with him than why did he fear her—this was stupid—unless he thought, she smirked.

"You fear me without purpose—I'm not even related to Dumbledore by blood," she said softly as he looked at her his smirk still on his face, his head moving like a snake.

"Oh! But you don't know—Miss Adams—or should I say Dumbledore—your mother is not the daughter of Martin Adams—but the daughter of Albus Dumbledore himself and of course you can add that filthy McGonagall in there," he said smiling. No, this couldn't be true, they couldn't have lied to her—they would never—he didn't know anything he was too stupid.

"Oh! But I know Ms. Dumbledore I know things you cannot even fathom," he said brushing his finger down her cheek once again, could it be true, could she possibly be their grand-daughter.

"You're a liar!" she snarled as tears rolled down her eyes, she didn't want to cry, she wasn't supposed to be weak.

"Am I? Or are they?" he said as she stopped crying and looked at him, her eyes bored into his as he blinked softly, she realised that possibly a long, very long time ago, he too had a handsome face.

"I can tell you things they have not revealed to you, you don't know the extent of your power—you are a smart girl Audrey—you should know what choices to make—change your life Ms. Dumbledore—let me give you a proposal," said Voldemort as Audrey closed her eyes, the hold of the sculpture loosened on her chest as it dropped her to the ground, he released her as she stood, he was almost a foot taller than her.

"Join me-and I'll teach you things no one else will be able to—you don't have to go back—to your wretched mother—she's a liar—isn't she?"

"She's my mother," she snarled stopping him her hand reaching for her wand in her back pocket.

"A woman who has lied to you, your entire life cannot be called your mother—don't you want you know about your father—I can tell you—I can give you things you desire," he said as Harry broke his train of thought.

"Don't listen to him Audrey," said Harry moving around wildly as Voldemort turned his attention to Harry.

"Look what a few drops of your blood can do to me Harry, that night when your sweet mudblood mother died, when she gave up her life to save yours she gave you the protection, the ultimate protection of love, I could not touch you—a boy the reason for my downfall, a mere child, but no matter, no matter, seems like this time—I can touch you!" snarled Voldemort smiling in a rotten way as he pushed his finger onto Harry's scar making him scream in pain, Audrey snapped her head to look at Harry as the voices in her head began talking again as she reasoned with herself in her head.

"Take his offer! What the bloody hell are you thinking about you stupid girl!"

"No I can't—He's evil—he even looks evil,"

"He'll give you whatever you want,"

"I have a mother for that,"

"Pah! You're mother who has nothing but lied to you—it is stupid that you even think that she cares about you,"

"My mother loves me—there must be a reason a legitimate reason—"

"How can there be any legitimate reason stupid—you yourself are illegitimate—you're scum—that is what you are and this man wants to help a scum blood like you—take it,"

"No, there must be a reason he wants something of me I am certain,"

"You are a fool to deny what he is giving"

"I am no fool—go away and leave me in peace,"

"What of your father—do you not want to know?"

"When the time comes I shall,"

"I shall never understand how you function,"

"You cannot because we are different—you are illogical this time as always—I need to be intelligent—I can't let my emotions run amok—they will reflect in my actions—I never wanted to be on the dark side and I shall never go there either—never—be whatever they offer and whoever offers."

She was done her conflict was over, she had won she would never give in to this vile being, he was repulsive and she never wished to be in his presence again, but for now they had to get out of here.

"Pick up your wand—pick it up!" snarled Voldemort as Audrey came back to reality she noticed Harry was free of the sculpture and Voldemort wanted him to fight.

Audrey moved closer to Harry as he looked at her his features softened immediately as he gave her the faintest smile. Voldemort smiled at her and spoke his voice pitiful, one thing Audrey despised.

"I see you have made your choice—pity it wasn't the right one," snarled Voldemort as he threw a spell at her, she built up a protection shield, it was nothing but a reflex, she was glad she had sharp ones.

"This seems very enjoyable—I am certain they have taught you how to duel haven't they!" said Voldemort as moving a few spaces away as Harry moved towards a broken tombstone that read Tom L. Riddle, it must have belonged to Voldemort's father, this was where the bone had come from.

"First we bow," said Voldemort bowing slightly as Harry and Audrey did not react in anyway.

"Come now you two Dumbledore wouldn't want you to play a duel without etiquette now- I said bow!" snarled Voldemort as he shot the imperious and forced them into bowing low, their wands in their hands.

"Now we fight! Crucio!" snarled Voldemort sending a cruciatus flying towards Audrey hitting her squarely in the chest as she fell to the ground twitching her screams filled the graveyard as Voldemort laughed, he slowly pulled away and threw a crucio at Harry who deflected it and pulled Audrey away behind the tombstone. Audrey panted next to him, he looked at her; he could see that the scar that Voldemort had wiped away from her face had returned creating a deep red painful mark on her face.

"We've got to fight!" she said suddenly as he looked at her shocked, was she mad?

"Are you mad!" he snarled as she looked at him with determination in her eyes.

"Yes, completely," she replied as she walked out from behind the tombstone.

"Ah—very good Ms. Dumbledore—I see you are quite like your mother—she is brave just like her parents but all equally foolish—you'd have done well in my ranks but I see you have no interest," he snarled as he threw another cruciatus at her, she dodged it throwing a measly stunner at him, as he deflated it with just a wave of his wand, who was she kidding she was just a stupid fourteen year old, he was lord Voldemort someone who every wizard feared, but he had feared her grandfather, Albus Dumbledore, he still feared him she was certain of that but she wondered if it would affect him, if she was killed in battle or whatever one was to call this, if it would affect anyone, her mother had Jean they'd get married and whip up another baby to replace her, her grandparents would be too busy with their lives and maybe even forget her from time to time if not completely, her father didn't even know of her existence and Remus—Remus would move on, he'd just have to and he knew it.

"Don't hide from me Harry Potter—you are no Gryffindor—it is shameful to see that when this girl fights you hide—I want to see the lights leave your eyes when I kill you and your little blood traitor friend!" snarled Voldemort angrily as he threw the fifth crucio at Audrey who seemed to be almost dead by now as the fifth spell hit her with maximum impact, she screamed her lungs out, it felt like he had been going easy on her till now, she had read about the crucio and how only one could make a person twitch and develop haemorrhages and strokes that could kill them or make them go mad and she felt like that now, she felt like she was going to be split apart and killed it was as if he was driving a sword through her body delicately cutting her and then chopping her harshly in some spots.

"Have it your way then!" snarled Harry coming out of his hiding spot as Voldemort let go of the crucio ending it like a knot as Audrey didn't stop twitching her screams had subsided but Harry could see the tears flowing down her cheeks mixing in with the blood that was still flowing out of her cheek, one side of her face was now bloody as if someone had tried to cut away a large chunk of it.

The first spell that Harry could think of was the disarming one, it was the only one he actually knew fairly well, hoping for a miracle as he saw the red sparks mix in with the green flashes that shot out of Voldemort's wand, he knew it was the killing curse.

Suddenly he felt an odd sensation almost a tickling sort of as his wand acted a little funny, he looked up to see that it wasn't just his wand but Voldemort's as well. Harry noticed that where the spells where meeting a golden residue of sparks was being given out as those gold sparks shot up out of both their wands and formed something like a barrier around them.

Audrey now stood behind Harry gazing at the magnificent magic that was being created as something silvery and translucent shot out of Voldemort's wand, she couldn't believe her eyes as the ghost of Cedric Diggory stood in front of them, he smiled at her winking and then turned to look at Voldemort's wand as another figure shot out, the silvery figure transformed into one of an old man as he muttered looking around.

"He's a wizard that one he is—!" muttered the man. Audrey realised he was muggle his attire spoke it and although her veins hurt like they were going to burst, she turned to look at Harry, he was staring at Voldemort's wand, she could tell what he was waiting for, she wished they'd come, she thought he had waited for too long, at least she had parents even if one didn't love her and the other was not aware of her existence, Harry on the other hand had to depend on miracles like this. It was downright depressing.

Two silvery wisps shot out of Voldemort's wand and stood next to Harry, Audrey couldn't help but smile when she saw the resemblance between Harry and his father, they smiled down at him as his mother tried to get a good look at him.

"Stupefy!" snarled a death eater from the distance as Audrey turned she noticed it was the one Voldemort had called Avery, she deflated it.

"Incarceous!" she snarled as ropes shot out of her wand and bound Avery with them tightly she noticed the other death eaters come forth, she gulped they were too many and she was alone.

"Stupefy!" she snarled as another one was set flying away, two more walked forward, she remembered them, from the world cup, she knew their faces so well she could recognize them anywhere, and a fight ensued.

"Avis!" one shouted as she looked at him oddly as a large flock of blue bird flew at her.

"Incendio!" she snarled burning them to bits.

"Bloody hell!" she could hear someone in the background; she thought it was Harry's father and she was right he looked at her with a crooked smile on his face.

"Confundus!" she shouted as the two death eaters shook their heads in confusion and banged into each other, a body binding coming their way and they were stiff as rocks.

Audrey turned as she could now hear Harry's parents talk to him, it was obvious he was tired and could not hold on the magic even if he wanted to, he was drained of power, of magic, of everything that helped him stand.

"Harry when you break the connection—we'll give you enough time to leave—but only enough for you two to get out—do you understand," said James Potter as they could hear Voldemort snarling aggressively trying to get more power into the spell hoping to get rid of the gold sparks.

James noticed the girl behind Harry, she was fighting way beyond what he had expected, but then again she was Rachel's kid and Rachel had been the fighter, he was somewhat proud of her, he wished he had not turned Rachel away when the girl was born, but he still wished Rachel hadn't been with that bastard Snape ever, he broke her heart and she wouldn't even tell him why.

"Audrey! That's your name isn't it?"James asked softly as his wife smiled at him, the girl nodded slowly as the next hex she threw made Malfoy fall on his feet as he was once again placed under a body bind.

"Tell your mother—James is sorry—tell her he never meant what he said and that-I am so sorry—also tell Remus that he shouldn't let Sirius kill himself over me—I know he still is?—can you do that for me Audrey?" asked James as he looked into the girl's eyes, they were Snivellus's, all in all the girl looked like Snape but possibly a much better one and a sudden surge of anger rose within him as he looked away, he wondered if she was as snarky as him, but how did it matter.

"I will Mr. Potter," she said smiling politely at him as he threw her a small smile.

"You look a lot like your father you know," said Lily talking to her for the first time as she had been tending to her son this whole while as James got back to his sons side as the boy smiled, he knew he was smiling for him.

"I have started to think that is a curse," she said smiling sadly as the first person who she remembered with that sentence was her mother, a few more tears escaped her eyes, she looked away stunning another death eater her spells very accurately aimed.

"Harry, it's time—let go sweetheart you're ready—let go Harry!" said Lily soothing her son with her voice.

"Harry take my body back to my father alright—the cup is a portkey use it to get back!" said Cedric as Harry nodded earnestly as a death eater standing shot a stunner at Audrey she almost fell to her knees.

"Let go Harry—darling let go!" said his mother again as Harry pulled his wand away the silvery figures disappearing as he and Audrey made their way towards the cup that lay unattended.

"Stop them!" snarled Voldemort but his anger was ineffective as only seven of his fifteen death eaters stood up and they seemed too startled and confused to react.

They were almost there at Cedric's body near the cup but just as they touched it, Voldemort's wand shot a last cruciatus that swirled around with them and as they landed back safely in the Hogwarts grounds, the spell hit Audrey in back, they fell on the ground in different directions. Harry scurried over to Audrey as she looked at him and held on to his shirt.

Audrey could feel it, she was dying and she could feel darkness swirl all over her as everything went round in concentric circles again and again and again. Audrey could feel a vein break somewhere in her chest as blood poured out of her mouth like spit, it was on her clothes and everywhere as the rustic taste filled her mouth.

She was dying, falling into darkness as she heard someone shout out to her, it was Harry, she looked him unable to breath.

"Audrey! Don't leave me!" he said and then she passed out. No, it felt like she passed on blood still seeping through her cheek now covering her whole face along with his hand that held her head as he looked at her he thought that although she was covered in blood, she looked serene.

He buried his head into the crook of her neck; he didn't want to lose her, silent tears slipped out of his eyes under his glasses. She was all he had binding him to reality right now and even though he wasn't going to tell anyone that, it was no longer a crush that he had on the girl from Beauxbatons, it was much more, way more!

AN/- Hope you enjoyed this-a big ass cliffe that i have placed here is for you to get anxious-more on Snape coming up in the next chapter. Hope I get to see some more reviews-till then.
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