In another world Harry Potter might have turn left in the first crossroad of the laberinth, in this world he turned right.
In another world Voldemort might have done seven horrocruxes, foulishly thinking that it could make him more immortal. In this world he looked more carefully at the after effects of making them and only made one, a cursed diary that almost took the life of a little girl.
In another world Harry Potter might have turn left in the first crossroad of the laberinth, in this world he turned right.
In another world he faced against a sphix or inversed gravity fog. In this world he didn't fight a Krum under the imperious, he didn't found and help Fleur from the maze, and he didn't see an acrumantula about to attack Cedric.
In this world Harry having faced various creatures that he was sure Hagrid would love, heard the uninterrupted screams of someone. It made him shiver, he could almost feel the pain that they transmited. Harry didn't knew where the victim was, but he was almost sure that it was Fleur's screams that filled the air. He didn't know what was causing the other competidor to scream, and wouldn't know until after the tournament was over.
In this world Harry didn't learn until the tournament was over that Victor Krum had been under the influence of the imperius curse, that the young man had tortured Fleur until the young woman had became a roommate of the Longbottongs in Saint Mungos. It was under the influence of said curse that he had falled under the claws of the sphinx. It wasn't known until much later that his death was because of a presumed death Death Eater.
In this world Harry took much longer to reach the center of the maze, and with it the winer cup. Cedric arrived at the same time that he had in another world, but this time there wasn't anybody to alert him of an acromantula waiting close by. Cedric was about to reach the cup when he felt it, the bite that took one of his legs. Then a burning sensation that filled his body, the pain was too much, his vision blurring and he couldn't breath. The bite was soon followed by another and another. Pulling him farther away from the cup, he screamed but his wand had been lost before he could cast any sparks asking for help.
It wasn't until the maze was dismantled that they found the rest of Cedric's body and his ripped cloack next to the acromantula. There wasn't much left for his family and loved ones to bury.
It wasn't until the maze was dismantled that they found the reamins of a quidditch star, destroyed body of a young man with a bright future ahead of him
It wasn't until the maze was dismantled that they found the unresponsive body of a young woman. Someone who had lost every concetion to the world, someone would never smile or laught or feel the love in her life.
In this world Harry took a long time to reach the cup. There was a broken wand close by, surrounded by blood, Harry didn't want to think to whom the blood belonged. There wasn't anyone else close to the cup, Harry grabed it wanting to finish the tournament as soon as posible. His reputation was going to get worst whatever he made, he was still believed as a cheater by most of the school, at least he had his friends, Hermione, the Weasleys and Neville had his back.
Harry grabbed the cup and soon felt the sensation of a portkey. He was beeing sent somewhere, while the world spindd arround he just hoped that it was only to the podium and that there wasn't a hidden extra task.
But luck wasn't in Harry's side, the sensation stoped abruptly and he falled face first into the ground. He got up an looked around, he was in what looked like a graveward, a cauldrom over a fire bubbled in the middle of the place. His wand layed useless in the ground broken in two.
A short hooded person entered the place, carring something in his arns. A burning sensation in his scar indicated Harry that Voldemort was there. A cruel high pitched voice uttered something, and a flash of green light iluminated the graveward.
When Harry opened his eyes he wasn't in the graveward anymore, the place was bright but covered in a dense fog. Harry noticed that he was still in his championd uniform, but that it was clean and neat, instead of dirty and broken. The fog started to clear, the place appeared to be huge, and Harry wondered if this was where he was going to stay for the rest of the eternity, because that was clear to Harry, he had seen the killing curse fly thowards him and he had been unable to evade it.
The place reminded him of Kings Cross, a cleaner and emptier version of it. The fog was finally disapear, when he hear the echoes of steeps. He turned to the direction of them. The in the rest of the fog was a beautiful woman, with dark red hair and bright green eyes, smiling kindly at him. Next to her was a tall man with black hair and hazel eyes, with a mischivus and loving smile. Lily and Jamea Potter, his parents.
Harry didn't know how to feel. On one hand he was sad, he was death and would never come back to his friends, he wouldn't be able to see them in what he hoped was a long time. On the other hand, he was happy, he had finally seeing his parents, at least that he remembered.
His mother walked forward and started to hug him tighly, his father soon followed her. The three of them stood like that, no one of them knew for how long, but if didn't matter, they were death, and time didn't matter.
James was the first to break the moment, clearing his throat. Lily guided them to a bank, that Harry hadn't noticed earlier. What followed was a emotional and raw conversation, and at the end of it noone had not shed a tear.
Harry could go back to live, there had been a part of Riddle in his scar, and that part had been there since he was first attacked by the man. They told him about horrocruxes, and how he had already destroyed the other o e that tied the dark wizard to the land of living. They told him that that circunstance made him able to go back, which was good, but his parents said that time flowed diferent there and that there wasn't any hurry. After all they wanted to get to know a little their son before letting him go again.
Harry told his parents his life, and in exchange they told him theirs. Harry learnt about his mother and her family, and how she had been friends with Snape. He learnt that the man had been in love with her mother too, something that was probably going to give him bightmares in the future. But her mothertold him because it was important for him to know.
He learnt about his father and his family. He learnt about the family vault and old family mansion, James said that there wasn't much but it was his. Lily chined in saying that the looks in the library had spells that would be very usefull for him to learn. He learnt about the extreme hate between James and Snape, and that the sour potion master aborred Harry because he was the proof that James had ended with Lily, as if that were a competition. They told him to go and live with Sirius and Remus and to have fun, to live a happy life and to take a long long time to see them again.
They told him to not tell anyone, except his friends and Sirius and Remus, what they had told him. It wasn't something that need to be told they said. The most part of the goberment would call him a liar, and that he wanted to cause fear and would tried to send him to Azkaban o kill him. But they gave him a plan to clear Sirius, as there were still some honest people that could help. And Dumbledore would believe him but not fully, the old man thought that there were more horrocruxes and he would send him in a wild chase after them in a couple of years. It would happend anyway but not telling him would gave him some more time that otherwise he would have.
Finally it was time to say goodbye. The tree hugged again, and with tears in their eyes separated. The two adults walked away leaving the teen behind. The fog returned and covered the place again. The light got brighter and brighter and Harry had to close his eyes.
Moments later Harry could feel the damp earth on his back. The cold wind blowing on his face. He opened his eyes, he was back at the graveward. It was littered in bodies, black cloacks and white mask covering them. Death Eaters.
They were death, if what his parents told him was true, and he hoped that it was and he hadn't alucinated with them, it had felt so real.
He went arround, carefully picking their wand. He chose one that fitted him best and removed their mask, and left their dark mark full on display. He took all their valuables objects and pilled them all in his cloack. He fixed his own wand, at least externally, the wood felt cold against his skin and Harry knew that he would have to get a new one. He packed the pile, minimized and put it in one pocket, closing the opening and making it seem as if there had never been one. He opened one of the tombs and hid Petigrew's body inside. He took the trophy back and luckily was whisked back to Hogwarts.
When Harry arrived there was chaos, people runing and screaming everywhere. Harry looked for his friends and saw them still in the stands looking for him. He dropped the cup and went to them, hugging them tightly. They told him what had happened. After he had gotten the cup the maze and gone down. They had found a dead Krum, a torture Fleur and what seemed the rest of Cedric's body. They had started looking for him, as it was obvious that he had disapeared. Then there had been two screams at the same time, Snape and Moody, the second had started to change into another man, and both dropped death. Then the rest of the presents had started to run and scream, even after the interference of Dumbledore and some ministry people. Harry jusg noded and promised to tell them his part later.
Harry went to find the most trusted person at the ministry, Amelia Bones, a women highly praised by his parents. Once he reached the woman and talked to her, the chaos started to wind down. He was gifted the money prize and a replica of the cup, this one luckily not charmed, and people started to go back to the castle or their houses.
Harry was ordered to go to the infirmary and spend the night there. The students were sent to home earlier that year, the end of term exams cancelled. They ride to Kings Cross waa more somber, after all two students had die and another had been tortured to insanity, and two teachers had die, even if one was the most hated by three forth parts of the school and the other turned to be a escaped death eater.
Harry unboarded the train with his friends, and crossed the barrier to the muggle side. He had been ordered to Dumbledore to go to the Dursleys, for his security, but he wasn't planning to. He would go with them, and he would just disapear in the middle of the night.
He had talk with his friends about what had happened, and with Sirius and Remus. The two men had thought that it would be better for him to dissapear, change his name and aspect and enjoy his life without worring about meddling headmasters. They had tried to convince Harry to study somewhere else, but his friends were at Hogwarts and he shoot that down quickly.
Harry Potter dissapeared that night, his truck remained at Privet Drive, with most of his old stuff, including his wand. Only missing was a old parchment that hidded a map, a invisivility cloack and a photobook.
The next day Rowan Lewis appeared for the first time. Having an ice cream in a muggle park with Hermione Granger, Neville Longbottom and Ron, Fred and George Weasley, his loyal black dog with him and his guardian Remus at distance. Life was good he thought.