'Come on! Faster! Just a little bit further!' Cedric runs through the maze pushing himself to go just a bit faster. He needs to win that cup. With eternal glory, 1000 gallons, and a beautiful girl named Cho by his side, life would be perfect. If he could only reach that cup before the others.
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Albus Dumbledore sat in the stands waiting for the winner of the Triwizard Tournament to show himself. He is currently reminiscing about the past few years. It had been 13 years since anyone has seen Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived. As soon as Harry didn't show up to Hogwarts, all hell broke loose. Reporters flooded the school and the ministry was in an uproar. Cornelius Fudge, the current Minister of Magic, came barging into the school, sure that the headmaster had him stored away somewhere.
Albus immediately sent out the Order of the Phoenix on search parties in order to find the boy's saviour. After 2 years the order came back with nothing and the boy was officially declared dead. The wizarding world mourned the loss of their saviour but eventually got over it, while other more exciting things happened at Hogwarts.
In what would have been Harry's first year, a teacher, Professor Quirrell, was possessed by Voldemort and a student died. Albus came back to school late one evening to find a hysterical Hermione Granger crying over another first-year, Ronald Weasley, or at least what was left of him. The 2 students had followed the DADA teacher into the third-floor corridor and the young Weasley boy was torn apart by Hagrid's pet, Fluffy. He left Miss Granger in the care of Poppy Pomfrey and quickly left to check on the stone. What he found was not what he was expecting. Quirrel looked to be in severe pain, and the Mirror of Erised was lying broken on the floor. The headmaster looked back at poor Quirinus and saw him quickly disintegrate into nothing more than dust, and Voldemort's spirit left Hogwarts. Luckily, Voldemort did not manage to get his hands on the stone. Voldemort, seeing Quirinus unable to retrieve the stone quickly left his weak body to find a better host. The leaving feast was one of mourning for poor Ronald Weasley.
The Ministry did not like the fact that a student died but had left Hogwarts alone, that is until another student ended up dead. Another Weasley in fact. It would have been Harry's second year of Hogwarts when the Weasley girl died. The girl was horribly subdued due to the death of her slightly older brother, Ronald, and had taken to writing her thoughts down in a diary. No one knew that the diary was that of one Tom Marvolo Riddle, aka, Lord Voldemort. Students were being petrified left and right and it wasn't until Miss Granger figured out what the creature was and where the opening was to the chamber that the attacks stopped. Hermione was crying in the second-floor bathroom when she had seen the chamber open and the large basilisk came out. She of course ran to tell the headmaster. A group of Aurors came and defeated the basilisk, but they went down to the chamber with the headmaster they found a 16-year-old Tom Marvolo Riddle standing over Ginny Weasley's pale form. By the time they managed to destroy the diary, it was too late to save the young Weasley girl, but at least Riddle was not fully back to life yet, thank Merlin. The ministry was furious over the 2 deaths in 2 years and shut down the school for a few months.
Luckily by then, it was already time for summer break and the school was only closed until late October. Harry Potter had just been declared dead and Sirius Black had escaped, things were not looking up. Dementors were immediately sent to the school hoping that Black wouldn't get in to harm any students. It was during this year Remus Lupin started teaching. Black had taken a leap of faith and confronted Lupin. He told him about what happened that fateful Halloween night in Godric's Hollow. Remus then went to Albus in hopes of finding the little rat named Peter Pettigrew. Albus just happened to remember the Weasley's pet rat and went over to the Burrow to search for him. Peter Pettigrew was caught and brought to the ministry and Sirius was cleared of all charges. Unfortunately, Pettigrew managed to escape custody and fled to go find his Lord. Sirius of course immediately asked for custody of Harry, only to cry in horror that his godson had been declared dead. The poor guy locked himself away in his family home for a little while, only allowing his former lover, Remus Lupin, to visit him.
The Ministry, wanting to lift people's spirits after the World Quidditch Cup disaster, decided to hold the Triwizard Tournament. The tournament, being very dangerous, had an age limit put on. Cedric Diggory, Fleur Delacour, and Viktor Krum were all chosen to represent the 3 schools in the tournament. The three battled dragons, survived underwater perils, and are now completing a maze with many monstrous creatures inside. Fleur has already been taken from the maze and two are left remaining. We can only hope it will be a Hogwarts victory.
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'Was that sparks? Who's gone?' Cedric thought while running away from his last obstacle. 'I have to be there soon. Eternal glory here I come.' Cedric picks up the pace as he sees the cup. He looks over his shoulder and notices Viktor Krum not far behind. 'I don't think so, that cup is mine!' Cedric thinks as he leaps for the cup a moment before Krum reaches it. Cedric immediately feels the pull of a hook behind his navel as he is PortKeyed away. Cedric looks around expecting cheers only to notice he is in a graveyard. "Hmm, must be another test," Cedric mumbles to himself. He pulls himself up from the ground and looks around for clues about what to do next. He looks and notices a short plump figure bringing a cauldron up from some trees. He hears some talking and hissing.
"Tie the boy to that gravesssstone, you know the one. Hurry up I don't have all night Wormtail!" A cold voice hisses out.
"Y-Yes my Lord, of c-c-course." The one named Wormtail says as he pulls out his wand and stuns Diggory. Cedric is then tied to a gravestone and enervated. He sees Wormtail drop a hideous creature of some sort into a huge boiling cauldron. He sees him give bone of the father. Winces when he sees Wormtail cut off his hand. He lastly screams when his blood is taken and placed in the cauldron. (And before anyone says anything, yes it would work as Cedric is a child of light supporters, therefore, making him an enemy). Cedric watches as smoke comes from the cauldron and it starts to bubble over. A figure slowly begins rising,
As the smoke clears away a hideous figure is left in its wake. The man, no, thing, is tall (around 6 foot 7) and very thin. So thin you can count every rib. He has long figures with sickly yellow pointed nails that look more like claws. His skin is deathly pale that has some blue veins appearing on the neck, hands, and feet. He has no hair whatsoever, not even any eyebrows. His nose is sunken in and slits like a serpent's. His most intimidating feature however is his serpentine eyes. His iris' are red, blood red to be exact, and his pupils are slitted like a serpent's. Wormtail quickly approaches and hands his lord a long black silk robe.
"Wormtail, give me your arm." Wormtail quickly gives him the arm with no hand on it. "No, you imbecile! Your other arm." Voldemort hisses out. Voldemort activates the dark mark to call his followers. Cedric, still tied to the gravestone watches as Deatheaters start appearing in the graveyard. The popping noises stop after 10 minutes when Voldemort addresses his followers.
"My followersss. I am sssso pleasssed to be back. However, I must admit I am very disssappointed. Why did you not come looking for me Avery, Nott, Dolohov?" Voldemort hissed as he removed his followers' masks. "The only one who came back for me was that ssssnivelling rat Wormtail." Voldemort then rewards Pettigrew with his silver hand. He turns around and looks at the gravestone Cedric is tied to. "Perhapsss, I need new followers. You all disssplease me." He walks over to where Cedric is and brings his bony hand down Cedric's cheek softly in a caress. "Perhapsss I can find more followersss that can pleassse me. What do you sssay, Diggory? Will you join me?" Cedric looks up in horror and spits right into Voldemort's face.
Voldemort for his part is unimpressed and doesn't even bat an eye. "Very well. You have made your choice Diggory. The wrong choice that isss. Avada Kedavra!" Cedric's body slumps on the gravestone, never to move again. Voldemort turns back to his followers. "Lucccuisss, what is your excussse? Why did you not come for your Lord?"
"My Lord, forgive me, but I did not know where to find you." Lucius begins carefully.
"That iss no excuse! Crucio." Voldemort says, "Try again, Malfoy."
Lucius gets off the ground and back onto his knees after the curse is lifted. "My Lord, do forgive my insolence, but I have been preparing a gift for you." Lucius is hasty to explain.
"A gift! A gift! Tell me Lucciusss, what kind of a gift takes 13 yearsss to prepare?!" Voldemort says nastily. Not knowing that the gift needed to take that long to become what it was today.
"One that I hope you will find to your satisfaction. If you would like I can go retrieve it now and be back within the hour." Lucius says eagerly.
"Why not? I mussst admit, my curiousssity is peaked." Voldemort says as Lucius gets up. "And Luciussss," Voldemort practically purrs, "You better not be lying to me or I will not hesssitate to kill you." And Lucius quickly scrambles away.
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(Hidden Rooms, Malfoy Manor)
Harry looks up as Mister Malfoy barges in.
"Get ready Harry, it is time." Harry smiles widely and dashes to the bathroom to quickly freshen up. He washes his face and body quickly and gets ready to leave. He puts Apollo around his neck and throws an expensive-looking black cloak over his nude form. Lastly, Harry brushes his long wavy hair to perfection and pulls his hood up.
"I'm ready, Mister Malfoy."
"Now, Harry, remember do not anger or challenge him. Always speak in quiet tones unless asked to speak out. Always answer your master's questions. Do not talk back to him. Always be polite and respectful. If he tells you to do something you do it to perfection, and you do it quickly. Understood?"
Harry gives a quick nod and says, "Yes, sir."
"Good, now let's be going."
(Back at the Graveyard)
Lucius returns with Harry in the middle of the circle. Whispers immediately break out as Lucius has returned with someone else.
"Lucciusss, what is the meaning of this? I thought you sssaid you were bringing me a gift, and instead you disssclose our location! I ssshould kill you!" Voldemort said venomously. He raises his wand when Lucius speaks up.
"M-My Lord, this is your gift," Lucius says quickly as he pulls the cloak off the boy. Everyone gasps at the sight before them, and Voldemort lowers his wand in shock. In front of them, was the most beautiful boy they had ever laid eyes upon, not to mention the fact the boy was nude. He looked like a male version of snow white. His skin looked as if had never been touched by the sun. He had long wavy raven hair that fell to his waist. He was only about 5 foot and very lean. He had an emerald tree boa around his neck that matched perfectly with his big wide emerald-green eyes. He had long thick black lashes and full pouty blood red lips. And upon his forehead was a jagged lightning-shaped scar.
"Harry Potter."