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24th June, Hogwart
Moving her legs as fast as she could, her body was the lightest configuration for maximum speed, she was praying to be there on time. She could see the gates of the castle approaching fast. She kept her speed up, hair now gray flying in the air with a straw-like quality.
As Dora reached the gates she spotted a contingent of guards immediately shouting "SENIOR AUROR TONKS! MOVE CADETS OPEN THE BLOODY GATES! IT'S AN EMERGENCY!"
Her voice made both men scramble to open the gates wide enough for her to sail through. She kept sprinting and shouted, "CLOSE THE GATES! RAISE THE WARDS AROUND THE CASTLE! THIS IS AN OMEGA LEVEL ONE EMERGENCY! NO ONE IN OR OUT WITHOUT ORDER FROM MADAME BONES EXPLICITLY!"
Watching over the shoulder she was pleased to see the group moving hastily carrying the orders out, she cursed "Move faster Damn it! Move faster!"
Hagrid who was also making his way down to the Quidditch pitch to support his friend stopped when saw a running figure coming towards him only to see it was a familiar face " Tonks? Blimey where's the fire lass?"
"Move aside Hagrid! Harry is in trouble" she shouted moving like a breeze past the half-giant who stood there dumbfounded for a moment processing just what he heard, suddenly he felt panic rise in him and started running after her equal parts, confused and worried.
Soon they reached their goal the cacophony of voices assaulted her already tired mind came to stop panting and sweating but kept looking around to spot her boss who was standing at the side with Lewis Jacobs. She was once again sprinting calling out "BOSS"
It drew Amelia's admiring gaze away from Harry and seeing her protegee in such a state filled her with worry to the brim. She watched as Tonks came to a stop in front of her gasping for hair she took the author's shoulder in her hands saying "Calm down Tonks! Take a deep breath, what's going on? Why are you here? I thought you…."
"No time… *gasp* …have to… *gasp* …. Stop… *gasp*" her eyes wandered to when Harry's name was announced and she watched in horror as with a last smile aimed at her, she gasped "Harry…." Breath leaving her lungs as she watched him enter the maze, she let out a pleading wail "NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" with tears trailing down her tracks.
Amelia held as the younger girl went down on her knees asking "Tonks, what is going on? Talk to me" The shout got everyone's attention along with the Sirius and others who made their way down.
Through tears Tonks nodded "The person who obligated Rosemerta, you were right *sniff* someone was impersonating Bartiemus Coruch, it was his son Bartiemus Crouch Jr!" she exclaimed looking frantic.
There was a surprise all around with Jacobs saying "But that's not possible, he died in his cell at Azkaban" to which most of the people agreed as it was a big deal publicized in every paper, bulletin, and magazine.
Tonks shook her head wiping her tears explaining "Polyjuice, Crouch's parents went to Azkaban for a visit there they used polyjuice to exchange places. Mrs. Coruch was already knocking on death's door and it was her last wish to free her son. But it proved fatal for the old bastard, as Junior vanished that very night, in search for his master"
Amelia asked in a hurry "What does it have to do with Mr. Potter? And what are you basing all this on?" barely holding herself from using the regular nickname in front of the crowd.
Drawing the letter from her robe asking "I got this letter yesterday brought to me by an elf, named Winky. It was the last will of Barteimus Crouch Senior, I was suspicious of it being authentic as such I visited the Gringott which confirmed it" She looked up at everyone ending it "It was a warning! Crouch informed that Junior came back, in the summer and since then had held him captive, he plans to kidnap Harry using the Siege Perilous which is a portkey to some unknown location where he is planning to kill him to take revenge for his master's death!"
She looked down at her hands "I was too late, I tried but by the time I confirmed everything it was too late!" her whole body shivered as she started sobbing on the ground.
Andromeda stepped forward hugging her daughter while her tears were welling up Amelia ordered a complete search of the valley to all the teams but deep inside knew it was too late yet she needed to do something. Turning to Judges she asked "Is it possible to send aurors inside to help or even retrieve Mr. Potter" with a hitch in her voice.
Dumbledore shook his head along with Madame Maxime explaining "I am afraid not, Madame Bones, the mazes is warded by the magic of goblet as such only the champions can enter it and once inside only way to come out is to either win or to quit in the face of extreme circumstances" with a resigned sigh escaping his lips.
That's when Fleur stepped forward "I will stop him" she said drawing everyone's eyes to her as she continued "I can go inside and make sure he doesn't get to the Siege Perilous" with a determined expression on her face to do everything in her might to save the love of her life.
Madame Maxime tried to speak up but Fleur was a step ahead stating "My goal of winning the tournament to prove myself changed long ago, mademoiselle. Now I only strive to become stronger to aid L'amour de ma vie, so please don't even try to appease my sense of honor or national pride, as it won't work on me !" with her head held high.
Just then loud cannon blast signaled it was time for Krum to enter and the stoic young champion entered the maze with his schoolmates cheering for him along with fans from the other two schools. The maze closed behind him.
Amelia nodded knowing very well that this was the only option as such she added "Be careful Ms. Delacour, there are dangers unknown in there. Something more nefarious could be waiting for you in there, so be on your toes" and getting a solemn nod from the determined veela.
Fleur made her way to the entrance while Sirius stood with others with a confident smile on his face contrasting everyone's very worried expression saying "Honestly you folks, pull yourselves together, for magic's sake! He is my godson, son of James and Lily Potter Potter heroes of our country! Grandson of Lord Charlus Fleamont Potter and Great Grand Nephew of Lord Arcturus Black, Banes of Grindelwald! He is Bloody Harry James Potter! The boy who lived! Basilisk Slayer! One who freaking mastered a Corporeal Patronus at the age of thirteen, one who alone defeated the death eaters who attacked the QWC in the summer! The Manticore's Bane!" his voice loudest now booming making everyone who heard his claims impressed with the press going crazy over all the freshly released information.
Looking back at all the members of his godson's harem, with steel in his voice "Doing impossible is nothing but another day for him" with a smirk as he ended with "Have some faith, everything will be okay"
The strong words re-ignited the confidence on everyone's face which previously showed worry and fear, now had faith, love, and confidence in the mix. Amelia on a whim concentrated on her locket. As the Regent of House Bones, she had the power to find the locket of the family member and she was connected to Harry with his. She found him somewhere inside, could feel his emotions. He was determined and alert, but under everything, he was a little scared.
She projected the newfound confidence and multiplied it many many times, through the connection hoping to help as much as she could while staying this far away from him. Opening her eyes she looked at others with a confident smile "For once Sirius, is correct, we must trust in him, and keep ourselves ready when he comes back victorious"
Hermione who had been silent nodded her hands folded saying "Oh trust me, I know. Moldy shorts himself hasn't been able to even bend a hair on my brother's head, his crony doesn't stand a chance"
All this slightly elevated the gloomy mood atmosphere but the tension and anticipation were still there with everyone praying to magic or whatever deity they believed in for the safe return of their champion.
The majority of the crowd felt the slight tension in the air but that didn't dissuade them from cheering on Bagman announced "And finally! With a score of eighty-three points, the beautiful, gorgeous, and French Queen of our English Champion's heart! FLEUR ISABELLE DELACOUR"
In Maze with Harry
Taking a deep breath he muttered, "Only way out is way through."
Calming himself he took a quick look around and watched at the veins in the hedges slithered around, with a mind of its own. He figured they would be an obstacle, which meant the maze itself was ever-changing. That meant his initial plan to use the loom of the walk was in the trash bin now. In Harry's mind, Theseus was one smart bloke.
With a flick of his hand, his wand was in his hand and he brought it in front of him casting {Lumos Maxima!} as the immediate vicinity came alight and carefully started walking forward. After a few minutes he came to a right bend but stopped when he felt his scorching on his chest making him stop and step back yelping "Oww! What in the merli…" as he pulled both of his lockets out only to find the eyes of the wolf medallion glowing red.
He was confused for a moment before looking in front and found a puddle which was looking normal but the heat of the pendant hadn't disappeared. Taking a few steps back he felt it gradually dissipating and when he started forward temperature rose again, with eyes glowing at the greatest intensity when he was a step away from the puddle.
"Neat, early threat detection" with a grin on his face before he looked back down at the puddle. Thinking for a bit, levitated a small rock and threw it into the puddle. To his horror, the water bubbled melting the stone before the section of the ground vanished with metal spikes in the dig with a similar kind of acid.
He let out a sigh of relief nodding "Yup, definitely useful!" holding the locket tighter and thanking Remus for it. Looking at the problem he took a few steps back, took a running stance, and broke out into a sprint, just before the final step used {Depulso!} giving him enough lift to clear the ditch but his landing suffered as he landed with his face kissing the ground.
That was when he heard the distant sound of a cannon going off, taking his face off the ground he groaned blowing some dirt out of it before sitting up on his knees and musing "Well here comes Viktor" as he stood up dusting himself off, and started advancing forward but at the first step, a sharp pain shot through his left ankle, he went back on his knee "AArgh!"
"Fuck!" as he put a numbing charm on it and stood back up making sure not to put too much pressure on it as was thus had a fractional limp in his stride, which slowed him and that would mean detrimental.
Once again he was on his feet moving ahead keeping his senses on alert and keeping his mind on the amulet's temperature changes. The fog was getting thicker as if it was even possible further limiting his visibility to only a few feet ahead of him. He felt a little uncertain and a little disoriented from it, as he kept on his path he started to feel a little dizzy, eyes drooping a bit, and started to sway a little on his feet.
"Wha… What…." He knew there was something in the air making him drowsy, but keeping his goal in his mind he took a wobbly step forward only to find it incredibly hard to keep his balance. With a semblance of presence of mind, he made to cast a bubble head charm, yet stopped as he slurred his first few words and knew it would cause more damage than good for him.
Then out of nowhere, he felt a moment of clarity, Rhea's amulet giving a warmth that spread through him and in that second he cast {Ventus Maxima!}
Strong winds swept taking the enchanted fog with it leaving clear air which he took in with deep gasps, he steadied himself shaking the disorienting feeling off. He looked down and found that both amulets, felt a new confidence feeling him which revitalized him, he moved forward with a clear head.
That's when he heard the third blast going off in the distance which made his smile as he thought 'Flowers in'
Coming up at the fork, he looked at the wolf amulet which was already warm which made him sigh as he knew that both paths were dangerous which meant it was up to his choice. After a second of thinking he made his choice to go right and stepped forward only to come up upon a barrier of some kind making his nose hurt a bit "Aooowww! What now?"
Rubbing his nose he took a step back scowling at the offending transparent barrier before casting {Bombarada!} the spell leaving his wand, impacting the barrier but to his shock it rippled like a surface of the water before coming straight back at him, he bent back letting the spell soar over and past him.
Standing straight back up he sighed "Okay option two it is" as he turned to another path this time taking tentative steps and reaching with his hands to make sure it wasn't another barrier of the same kind. There wasn't as such he let out a sigh of relief only to be reminded that danger was still there by his locket which once again notched up a little.
Deciding to proceed cautiously he kept walking and dragging his injured feet five minutes later he felt the amulet turn searing hot, it was followed by a spike coming from both walls forcing him to get flat on the ground, he felt something opening up underneath, he turned and rolled to the right in the nick of a time to save himself from being impaled on the row of metal spikes. He felt another opening on his back and jumped back on his feet but the one spike found its target on his right shoulder.
He went on his knees for what seemed to be the nth time since he entered. Putting a hand on his shoulder "Damn it!" gritting his teeth he felt the damage and found that it was a deep gash which made him curse. Wincing he cut his bloodied sleeve making it into a makeshift bandage tightly and applying a numbing charm on it, he sighed 'I will have to thank Andi and Poppy, properly'
Supporting his arm he stood up testing his wand arm which was still functioning, he tried to vanish the metal spikes but it seemed they were warded from it. Seeing no option he once again leaped. Grunting at the strain it put on his injuries which were throbbing, as he continued.
On the next bend, he was cautious but thankful no traps came and he followed the path only to find himself at the spike trap. Shaking his head he jumped it, continuing reaching the bend to the right he stopped casting {Revelare Quid Absconditum!} on his eyes.
The spell was used by Aurors to find hidden safes and hide holes when they were on a raid which Dora thought might be useful and he had a feeling that her instincts were about to be proven right. Continuing down the circular path he almost let the spell dissipate but standing right in front of the spike trap, when he saw a yellow shimmering to his left. Stepping forward he tried to touch the section of the hedge only for his hand to go through it and he let out a small breath of relief entering it.
But soon he felt his hair neck rise like the amulet searing in his chest and he heard a loud clicking sound coming from the other end before hearing /At last, my promised dinner/
The acromantula's malicious voice hung in the air before it shot a spider web at Harry who being smart didn't take a chance and dodge to the left, keeping in mind everyone's advice about never being still and keep moving in a fight.
/Stay still you brat/ the arachnoid growled before shooting another web at the teen only to watch him dodge again. The spider made his way toward the prey who was running out of space to move.
Harry was very aware of that fact, he glanced behind only to see the hedge illusion having disappeared giving him an idea. He turned around taunting "You know you are a poor shot Mate! No wonder Daddy Aragog is disappointed in you!" throwing a stinging hex at the spider.
/You dare!/the spider hissed speeding in its advance at the teen who kept backtracking and throwing stinging hexes at the creature. It followed him through the illusion which he only now realized was one-sided like a mirror he knew about. He took a sigh of relief seeing the giant spider coming through it and then with one final stinging hex he moved to what was a really stupid gamble. Something that his sister and his lovers would kill him for if they knew about it.
He stepped on the activation point of the spike trap and vaulted through it before it could activate before coming to a screeching halt and turning around casting {Defodio!} just in time when the carnivore was right on top of it and timed it perfectly with trap activating.
The dying screeches of the creature made him cover his ears as it was a horrifying sound and barely kept the contents of his stomach inside. When it all came to a stop he took one look at the dead impaled spider, all his previous efforts were rendered moot as he vomited to the side. Heaving he groaned "Damn! That's just gross" as he cleaned his mouth and put a freshening charm before jumping over the ditch, continuing through the illusion.
Down the path, he was a bit shaken from what he just witnessed and took a moment to breathe and calm himself down. Pushing those images to the back of his mind he continued luckily not encountering any deadly traps or creatures for a while, but his exhaustion was now turning out to be his true enemy at this point. It was all physical but not magical, thanks to his injuries.
Soon he came to a stop when he heard a sound coming from behind him, he watched in horror as the hedges started to close in like walls closing in around him. He broke out into a sprint trying to get ahead of them, he was panting and heaving when he took a tumble, sending him straight down. He turned to glance at what he assumed was his incoming demise only to find the thick wall of hedges.
He lay there on his back chuckling "That was too bloody close" but groaned as he felt slight pain from his shoulder injury it was a signal for him to re-apply the numbing charm on it but was happy to know that his leg was fine without any spells... Doing so he stood up looking around saw there were three paths in front of him. Learning from his experience at the fork, he levitated three small rocks sending them one by one through the openings, and was glad that there wasn't a barrier.
Now with choice in his hand he took the middle one, he found himself feeling a little odd and took a minute to realize that was upside down. Panic rose inside him which made him flail a little in the air for a minute before taking a few deep breaths and finding that he was surrounded by the golden mist, though under his feet the ground felt as solid as ever.
With a smirk, he continued walking, and suddenly his perception of himself backed right up, he sighed "Had me han… nah don't that's a really bad pun mate " shaking his head and continuing.
As he continued he heard "Arry!" from his right, he smiled turning in the direction only to find Fleur running to him. But what caught his sight was that her face though matted with dirt and mud, to him she looked as radiant as ever. He found himself a little worried seeing bruises and cuts all over her with some burns at different places which he mused would be courtesy of Hagrid's Blastended Skewrt.
As she came closer he saw the expressions on her which worried him a little as it was a mix of worry, apprehension, sadness, relief, and happiness, but the most alarming were the unshed tears pooling in the sapphire pools he had always admired since he saw them back at the WQC.
He opened his arms as she wrapped herself around him in such a tight coil that it made air leave his lungs he heard her muttering furiously in lightning-fast French which he couldn't even understand a lick of but from her tone he discerned it was something about her worrying about him, he smiled rubbing her back lightly saying "Shhh, I am alright Flower, still in one piece"
She stopped stepping back from his arms looking at him with a calculating look resting on his improvised clothed band-aid on his shoulder and raising her well-manicured eyebrow at him.
Receiving a sheepish smile from her boyfriend she smiled shaking her head " 'Onestly Mon Amour " but remembered her promise to everyone else.
Ten Minutes After Harry's Entrance
Entering the maze Veela's mind was clear her singular focus on her goal, warning, stopping, and making sure her boyfriend was alright. Closing her eyes she centered her magic letting her allure flare out trying to discern Harry's location in the maze.
Veela by nature is an empath, though the range of that ability is only a couple of feet which was how she was her secret, an ability she hadn't used for a long time. It has always been her defense mechanism around people but ever since meeting Harry, and being with him she felt safest as such she kept the usage to a minimum.
Over the years she learned from her grandmother how to meddle her empathy with her allure to increase the range to a wider range. It was difficult to master but she accomplished it by her fifteenth birthday making her a prodigy by the veela standards as she was among few of the youngest to achieve such a feet with the youngest being her Grandmother who first harnessed this method and perfected at the age of thirteen.
She concentrated on feeling the emotions for about a ten-foot radius and once it was set in place she sighed set on multi-tasking. With wand alit she started walking forward, the tournament handbook which Hermione had memorized back to front like it was nothing informed them that while champions aren't allowed outside help in tasks there is no rule stating they can't use enchanted items.
That gave them a boon which Fleur chose to use to its fullest extent and that's what Harry's gift bracelet was for. She had enchanted it to work as an early warning system with different charms serving different purposes, and she watched as the one began to glow as she neared a left bend in her path.
It was the sun's charm glowing red that meant danger ahead was deadly, as such she braced herself. She looked ahead only to face fast winds blowing but it wasn't just some ordinary wind it was a gale of bone-chilling wind that carried along small minuscule shards of ice that attacked her like a thousand needles.
Wincing she backed up instantly taking cover for a bit as she cursed "Putain d'enfer! il fait si froid" She quickly cast a warming charm on herself, melting the embedded shards in her clothes, face, and hair. She quickly followed it with a drying charm and again a warming charm. Done with that she pondered the solution and came up with a spell she learned on a whim when she was eleven set on becoming a magical explorer to discover the mysteries of the magic.
To appease her, her grandmother taught her a spell that was quite easy for a first year to grasp, a smile came on her face as she recalled the memory before casting {Tempestas Scutum!} transparent shield came out of her wand, it was a magic intensive spell which can't be maintained for a more than few minutes as such wasn't used widely.
Not wasting time she moved facing the winds once again this time having a better go at it behind the shield. However, the path was longer than she estimated due to the fog and wind limiting her vision. Her shield failed when she could see the curved bend ahead not willing to lose the progress she gritted her teeth as she broke out in a sprint towards the end.
Once out of the enchanted wind she was shivering, her teeth clattering as she went on her knees shaking. Repeating the earlier process of warming, drying, and warming again. Shook her head spotting a few cuts on her clothes making them look a bit frayed but only the outer layer of the padded jacket was affected.
She shook her head continuing down the path keeping an eye on the charms and feet later at the fork in the path and used {Point me to Arry Potter!} a stick laying on the side as he was still out of her allure range. But was happy when the stick spun in its place with no definitive answer in sight.
With a sigh of disappointment, she canceled the spell going with her gut instinct and taking the path on the left side which proved to be a difficult one as her charm once again glowed red, this time there was no cover to hide behind and on instinct she cast {Sctum!} turning back and that saved her from the fire blast, which collided with her shield with a loud gong.
She skidded back a little from the pressure which told her about how much power the creature packed. She let go of the shield and was ready to go on a counter but found nothing to attack looking around she found herself alone, this spooked her a little. Now alert about the creature she continued with a head on a constant swivel.
Reaching a crossroads she looked at all three sides trying to make a decision about which path to take when she felt something like a subtle suggestion pressing against her mind to take the right one. Gritting her teeth she deduced that it was a compulsion ward there to lure the champions into a trap.
On any other day, Fleur would have taken it just to show the middle finger to the creator by overcoming the trap. But this day the stakes were through the roof for her so she decided to move towards the complete opposite way going left but stopped as another thought dawned upon her.
It could be the opposite just as easily, put a compulsion ward on the path that's in reality the safest to give an illusion of the danger to the champion making them instead choose the exact opposite one which in actuality is the most dangerous one.
Growling in frustration she started biting her lower lip and glanced at the bracelet which was still glowing red. She closed her eyes letting out a sigh, took a deep breath in before opening them back again and going for the path straight ahead of her.
As soon as she crossed the threshold the opening behind her closed just like the entrance she came through. The path ahead was eerily quiet, she could hear her footsteps when sticks and branches came under her foot. It unsettled her but she kept moving forward, after a few steps she felt the ground under her front foot only to find that it was softer than one beneath her back foot.
Taking the foot back she cast {Revelare Quid Absconditum!} her eyes glowed which revealed all that she needed. Careful of where she was going she avoided all the charmed pressure plates which seemed to be glowing a little faded white.
She reached the last of the plates and let out a sigh of relief but just then the hedges around her started to rumble along with the ground and she fell on the ground as a result of losing her balance.
"Ohff!" she groaned but just like her boyfriend elsewhere in the maze she watched in horror as the hedges started to close in. She stood up and started running, kept glancing back, and stopped when both hedges stood one like a wall with her in a side along the corridor and she turned to left like it was the most natural thing before going with the path which made her turn right.
Her bracelet vibrated along with a charm glowing red which meant something really dangerous was ahead but at the same time, she felt Harry. He was somewhere near, within the range of her allure but barely, it was like he was on the boundary but was gradually moving inside.
But she couldn't just focus as ahead of her was the foe that demanded all her attention cause anything less and consequences would be deadly for her. Facing the monster she quickly deduced that was a male of its species, as it had stingers and the female had suckers, something perverse about the whole according to Hermione but to her it just seemed natural.
{Bombarada Maxima!} {Reducto!} {Confringo!} She used an explosive chain of spells in hopes of finishing it swiftly but to her dismay, every spell bounced off and aggravated the creature which fired with its blast end.
Fleur dodged the blast easily and kept moving backward to keep her distance from it trying to come up with some plan to deal with it. For now, she kept observing the creature to find some kind of weakness she could exploit and soon found one. While its whole body was armored its underbelly wasn't which brought a plan on in her mind.
She knelt on the ground pointing her wand using {Petra Lancea!} an advanced elemental spell, it was straining on the power levels and needed the perfect concentration to get the desired effect. She kept her eyes on the target, her mind picturing the spell and waiting.
Just at the ten-foot mark, it fired at her but she didn't break the spell as the rock spike emerged from the ground and impaled the creature which started screeching in pain as life ebbed out of it before it went completely still on the spike.
However, its slayer didn't have time to celebrate as its parting blast came for her, and in the last second, she was able to cast a weak aegis which shattered and sent her back flying with burns all over her clothes and char on her face. She landed hard on her side and heard a crack, telling her that she just cracked a rib as she skidded to stop a dozen feet behind from where she was.
She groaned "Bastard! Couldn't just go in peace!" cradling her side as she tried to get up but the pain was blinding and made her cry "Par magie ! ça fait tellement mal! Bon sang!" curling in a fetal position with tears stinging her eyes. Taking a deep breath she put a numbing charm and taking a deep breath, she stood up cradling her side as she made her towards the room where her foe's corpse was, walking past it she had a proud smile on her face.
Her pace was considerably slower than before but regardless she felt her boyfriend in the range, this time he was in the middle of it and she was nothing but eager to see him. She started picking the pace up in excitement.
Taking a right bend she stopped in her tracks at the scene which was in front of her, there laying on the ground was a bloodied form of her boyfriend. She went ghostly pale, a whimper escaping her throat, her heart racing faster, and moisture gathering in her eyes.
" 'Arry?" she called but her emotional radar brought her back to her senses, she felt her boyfriend's emotions who was alive, well and for reason seemed a little amused for himself. It made her wipe her face with a smile as she looked at the body and found the answer as she took her wand casting {Riddikulus!}
The boggart changed becoming a healthy-looking baby form of her boyfriend with a rattling toy which made her laugh and her reaction caused the boggart to flee. With her path clear she practically ran to the end of the path which once again was a crossroad, but guided by her ability she turned left and saw her boyfriend. Elated beyond anything she called him " 'ARRY!" already sprinting for him.
Covering the short distance she threw her arms around him saying "Oh Merlin! I was so worried about you! Thank god you are okay, Mon Amor! I was so worried… I oh by magic I am so Happy!" clutching onto him like a lifeline.
She winced when he hugged her back cutting her off and saying "Shhh, I am alright Flower, still in one piece" She backed up to verify his claim only to find that his shoulder was severe by the looks of the bloodied makeshift sleeve bandage along with him tilting to on one side.
She raised an angry eyebrow at him asking if he was seriously joking at a time like this, but the smile he gave melted her heart making her shake her head sighing " 'Onestly Mon Amour"
He grinned at her asking "I see you survived Hagrid's latest creation creation" gesturing at the burnt marks on her clothes, face, and slightly burnt slivery blond locks before adding "I knew you would win, never doubted you Flower"
She blushed at the compliment saying "It's nothing Mon Amor but I need to…"
But was cut by Harry whose eyes widened when he spotted a spell coming, and in a second, they steeled as he took her hand, drawing her close. She asked "Arry?" with her face turning beet red as she could smell the sweat and him being flushed against his body.
"Eep!" escaped her sound as he turned them around before taking both of them down so that they were flat to the ground with the spell soaring above them.
Looking down at her red, labored breath and heaving chest, the sweat glistening on her flawless skin, he felt himself getting hard.
Knowing what the situation was like and was about to explain when she stopped him with a kiss "I know Mon amor, that's" she stressed her point by rubbing her knee against his hard-on, loving the way he shivered continuing "for later, for now, we have to get out of here"
Behind him, she saw another curse coming and quickly cast {Aegis!} a transparent shield that took the brunt of the spell. The moment was over for them and both got on their feet in the blink of an eye but didn't have time to formulate any kind of a plan as the blasting spell on the ground right in front of them blinded them with a cloud of dust and rocks for a second.
The next was a banishing spell which Harry dodged by crouching and countering with {Stupefy!} while Fleur followed his lead using {Depulso!} at their opponent.
Krum who was already running towards them dodged the stunner and shielded the banishing hex before retaliating {Mallus Ors!}~{Confringo!}~{ Defodio!}
Harry who wasn't aware of the curse went to put the shield up but Fleur yanked him to the side shouting "Non! Zat's a very powerful shield shatterer" following it with a shield that took the blasting curse but the gouging curse met the ground they were standing on creating a ditch underneath her which was was about to follow in to but Harry caught her.
"Hang on Flower I will…" he winced feeling the muscle in his shoulder being torn apart as he tried to pull her up.
Fleur nodded but just as she was at the edge her attention was caught by Krum who aimed at Harry and all she could do was scream " 'ARRY! LOOK OUT!" but the warning came too late as the banishing curse took threw him clear along with a cutting curse across the chest making a deep gash which made him scream "Grahhhhhhh!" as he landed with hard thud on the ground.
Climbing out Fleur was furious and started attacking {Incendio Maxima!}~{Vertex!}~{Mallus Ors!}~{Percutio!}~{Depulso!} the penta spell chain by putting her anger into it.
The fire vortex made hide the three coming spells of which the shield shatterer found its mark, followed by the piercing hex which found its mark on the man's left shoulder and the banishing spell threw him back a few passes.
Getting enough breathing room she ran to Harry, seeing the blood seeping on his shirt she moved quickly ripping the shirt open, she let out a choked sob casting {Vulnera Sanentur!} moving her wand over it from right to left but it was useless at it was a dark curse. Her mind racing she put a stasis charm and numbing charm on it with as simple {Mundare!}
Once done she felt her hair's neck stand and on instinct she raised the strongest shield she knew {Clypeus!} and a gray dome shimmered into existence around the couple with a hepta spell chain of dark spell striking it without an effect. She stepped up with a fury in her eyes with a passionfyre burning in her hand as she stepped forward warning him "Whatever you are after Viktor, I will stop you by any means"
Hurling a ball of passionfyre at her foe as a bird-like screech left her throat before throwing an overpowered {Reducto!} which struck taking the Drumstrang champion's left knee shattering the knee.
She stopped hopping that the fellow champion had had enough and stopped her assault which seemed to be a mistake as the man recovered like nothing had happened standing up and attacking her right back which took her by surprise getting her the same gash as Harry but on her left upper arm it was smaller as she pivoted at right moment.
Gritting her teeth she knelt letting another three spells letting them pass and countering them by transforming the land underneath Viktor into a quicksand which took him out of balance giving her time to finish it with an overpowered stunner.
But Drumstrang champion was good as he cast a shield taking the spell before using the ascension spell to free himself but got thrown back by a banishing spell midair.
She followed it with a {Metallum Spiculum!} {Depulso!} conjuring and banishing the metallic spike and smirked when it hit its mark finding its place embedded in Viktor's right thigh, it went through his muscle through and through. For a normal wizard that would be the end but he wasn't himself and as such he stood back up again.
With a cruel smile, he said in a strange double-toned voice proclaiming "Master will rise" before casting {CRUCIO!} the sickly red curse soared but Fleur dodged with a smirk of her saying "And he will fall by 'Arry's 'and just like before" as she screeched hurling another passionfyre ball.
Both hurled spells and everything else they had in their arsenal, both nearing the stage of severe magical exhaustion along with serious injuries both dealt each other. Fleur's only priority was making sure Viktor was dealt with before giving up with Harry unconscious.
Back with the emerald-eyed teen, he groaned opening his eyes, his body throbbing with pain all over he turned over gasping "Gah! That bastard go me…" as he took a kneeling position he felt his wolf medallion burning red hot and turned back only to see the fight raging on. He surveyed Fleur and didn't like what he saw, getting back on his feet he started making his way forward to join the fight.
Fleur who had just dodged the entrail expelling spell noticed him and shouted " 'ARRY! STAY WHERE YOU ARE!" returning the favor with a blood-boiling curse at him.
Viktor who saw this changed his target knowing very well what the result was going to be throwing {CRUCIO!} in Harry's direction.
Seeing this Fleur took a dive taking the spell for herself crying out "ARGGGGH!" in pain as her nerve endings were burning like they were on fire as she lay there on the ground.
This sent Harry's mind back to the night of the cup, where he wasn't able to save them and again he failed. His magic surged, aura roaring with a roar, screech, and howl being heard all around the maze. He screamed "VIKTOR!" his eyes glowing emerald along with Nemean claws which were blazing with red fire, appearing on his hands and coming out.
He was a red blur from the point he started to the point he stopped right before the Drumstrang champion and with a primal shout cut his wand arm with his left arm before burying it in under the older teen's chin straight in his brain.
Retracting the claws, ignoring the blood dripping on his hands before turning to Fleur who was on the ground shaking like a leaf as the after-effects of the curse. He raced to her, sliding to take her head in his lap saying "Flower! You shouldn't have done that! That was stupid of you!"
The spasming French champion smiled "Yo… u wou… ld 'ave do… ne ze sa… me…" in a broken speech before wincing at her various injuries. The pain was overwhelming she ould see the darkness on the edge of her vision " 'Arry…. You… the Siege… Perlious…"
He stopped her with a light kiss saying "Shhhhh… love… I will win… of course… but you need to rest now! For all of us, I didn't enter the tournament but I will bloody damn win this thing"
"No… 'Arry…. Y… o… u" she trailed off going unconscious from the sheer pain and exhaustion.
Harry's heart stilled for a minute but he quickly checked her pulse and let out a relieved sigh to find that it was erratic and uneven but still there. Taking her wand sent out a red flare, putting it back beside her kissing her forehead, and putting a protective ward around her. He waited until Professor Flitwick arrived, and with just a nod shared between them, he made his way ahead.
The path was silent and soon he came face to face with a sphinx which stood alert and leveled him with a calculating gaze before with a slight curve of its lips as she informed him /Your goal is the just past me, answer my riddle correct or I attack. You will have one chance both of will have to answer one riddle. Either accept or take another path, choose wise and tell me!/
He was sick of this maze and worried hell about Fleur, as such he gave a quick nod he agreed saying "I will take the riddle I need to get back to the people who are worried about me on the outside, so hit me"
Sphinx smiled /Okay then I will give you the riddle and If you don't understand I can repeat it only once more, understand?/Getting a nod from him she started.
/What goes on four legs in the morning,
Two legs at the noon and three legs in the evening?/
After thinking for a moment he smiled answering "A Human, my dear Lady"
/You may pass Young Hadrian, I see us meeting again in the future/ the Sphinx said as she stood up and moved aside.
In the distance, he saw his goal sitting on the pedestal sat the ring of Siege Perilous, a key to the next stage or in his case a Portkey back to the people he loved. He stepped up on the platform where the plinth was, the ring looked ancient and large, and the gold was gleaming in the full moonlight with a motif of a broad sword being front and center over a white diamond which made the shield underneath with dragons on either end with a thick Celtic design making the bands.
Sighing he stepped forward taking the ring but didn't have a moment to think it slid on his right hand middle finger glowing and resizing to fit him like a perfect glove. He smiled as he felt a tugging feeling as the portkey activated, not knowing that where he was going wasn't the same place he was hoping for.
Little Hangleton Graveyard
The graveyard had an eerie aura around it like every other graveyard but this one was different as in the middle there was a giant fire with a mousy-looking man stirring the cauldron with a grotesque baby in a blanket behind him.
Moonlight was powering the potion, the bubbling of the potion was the only sound around that is until a pop sound pierced through the oppressive silence.
Harry fell to the ground, face first. Thankfully he was wearing glasses Amelia gifted them cause had they been normal ones they would have been broken many times over. He groaned "Argh! I hate Portkey" as she stood up.
"Restrain Him!" the raspy voice along with his wolf medallion heating up provided him enough of the warning to lay down and let the stunner pass by, he rolled where the other stunner hit the ground.
He was on his feet and growled "Pettigrew!" before looking at the bundle he had in his arms he smiled calling out to him "Hey there Tommy, had a bottle yet? Want me to warm one up for you?"
The dark lord growled "We will see who is laughing by the end Potter! Wormtail!" he ordered.
The mousy man whimpered as he started attacking {Stupefy!} {Reducto!} {Depulso!} {Stupefy!} {Incarcarous!}
He blocked it with a shield which took all of them before going on the counter saying "My Turn, you fucking bastard" as he started {Bombarda!} at the feet of the man who was the reason for his parent's death, following that was cutting curse and piercing one.
The cutting curse found its mark on Petiegrew's right shoulder and the piercing curse grazed him on the cheek. The mousy man cried while Harry moved from his position taking cover behind the large statue.
"Behind the reaper you moron" Voldemort's raspy voice said. Gritting his teeth Petiegrew placed an animation charm which took turned and grabbed the panting teen who was surprised but wasn't able to escape the stone-hard grasp of the stone reaper.
Peter smiled at the struggling teen "Don't Harry, it's useless to struggle" as he went ahead petrifying and silencing the boy before walking back towards the potion and stirring it.
He drew his pocket watch looking at it which showed a minute to midnight when he said "It's time Master" Getting a nod from the bundle he went to the grave where the statue held Harry using {Confringo!} breaking the stone overlay of the grave.
Levitating the bone out of the coffin saying "Bone of father unknowingly given will revive your son" dropping it in the cauldron that glowed.
Bringing his hand forward he took a ritual knife which was brought to his wrist cutting his hand off and letting it fall in the cauldron which glowed once again.
With the same knife, he then moved to Harry who was struggling silently before taking the blade to his gut and sticking it in drawing a sick pleasure from the way the teen silently screamed as he twisted it before yanking it out to cause as much pain as he could.
He walked back to the cauldron dropping the blood in it saying "Blood of your enemy forcible taken shall revive the Dark Lord"
And followed it by taking the bundle and dropping the grotesque form of his master it minus the fabric. The clock struck midnight and the cauldron began emanating a blinding glow.
When the light subsided the cauldron was gone along with the pyre it was on where in its place stood an inhumane figure, white-skinned, with red eyes, a bald head, and no nose to see. It was closer to a snake than a name, Lord Voldemort after fourteen years was back in the flesh.
He opened his blood-red eyes saying "Wormtail robe me" the rat like man did as ordered and brought a pure black robe putting it on his master.
He turned to Petiegrew saying "My wand Wormtail" The rat man drew Yew wood 13 inches with a phoenix feather wand from his coat and bowed it to his master.
In his raspy voice, the master demanded "Your Hand Wormtail" opening his hand.
The man looked at Dark lord in reverence as he offered his self-maimed hand "You are generous Mi'lord"
The Dark lord snapped in annoyance "Your other arm! You blithering buffoon !" the withering man did as commanded and screamed when his master pressed his wand on his mark, channeling his magic by sending out a call to all his servants.
Soon the graveyard was filled with black cloaked figures the overall number reaching nearly fifty all within the span of a second kneeling in front of their master.
Surveying them Voldemort started " "Welcome my subjects, it has been long 13 years and I am disappointed" A glimmer of satisfaction came in his serpentine eyes as most of the followers quaked where they knelt.
One whimpering voice came "I came, I came back my lord," Peter Pettigrew said but cowered under the deadly gaze of his master.
"Not out of loyalty but fear" Voldemort stated coolly as he neared him adding "Still you proved your worth last year" and with a wave of his wand gave Mousy Man a silver hand.
The spineless man looked at his new arm in awe and bowed to the Lord saying "Thank you, master!"
Ignoring the blathering fool he turned to Harry had been the silent observer so far and kept his face neutral as he greeted "My, apologizes Mr. Potter, it seems that no amount of training can rectify lack of manner in one parenting" as he released the teen from his stone prison and giving him his voice back.
Harry waved it off applying the numbing charm on his stomach wound whizzing "Honestly, can't blame you for the worthless piece of shit that rat is, but then again you have a habit of recruiting those of his kind exclusively in your… wait a second what do I even call this? Any official name?" keeping his wand at ready.
Gazing at his enemy admirably he smiled "I must admit you speak boldly, Mr. Potter and speak the truth at that" he turned to his followers "But I assume that at least some are competent enough to bring me your head tonight" with a smirk playing on his lips.
"Anyone who can kill Potter in the next twenty minutes will be rewarded beyond what they can imagine" he announced and more than half of his followers stood up ready to face the challenge head-on.
He turned back to the teen asking "Should you survive Mr. Potter you will be free to leave until are next meeting of course"
"Getting soft on me Tommy?" Harry replied with a smirk but was sweating as he took a deep steadying breath saying "Bring it on"
Voldemort simply returned the expression saying "I am feeling particularly generous today on the eve of my resurrection, as such I will ignore that slight and now, begin"
Just like that chaos erupted as death eaters charged at the teen in hordes who let out a battle cry his magic flaring and the sounds similar to a maze could be heard all over the graveyard.
Summoning the claws he charged forward, it was one thing he learned all the while training with his girls and Sirius, wizards are too dependent on magic as such they weren't equipped for the melee combat. Something he was going to use to his advantage.
First, he needed to slow them down, with a concentrated effort on his side he cast a large area-wide transfiguration spell turning the ten-foot radius of land around him into a quicksand slowing them down.
Following that he brandished his claw as he charged using the gravestones as his stepping stones lunging on the first death eater, stabbing his heart while sending a cutting curse at the second man's knee and finishing him off with a reducto to his head.
Seeing a banishing curse coming towards him he put up a shield {Protego!} before moving forward sending aiming at a statue {BOMBARDA!} shattering it to pieces and transfiguring it into small stone needles banishing them at the death eater.
Some had enough sense to dodge but some tried to shield and as a result, found themselves with nice stone spikes in their hearts. Count was around forty of them remaining and all of them were out of the swamp field that he created.
"Surround him!" the thick voice which reminded Harry of Crabbe ordered to others. The teen backtracked from his position casting {Statua Animata!} on the very statue that once held him following it with a {Geminio Quattuor!} making four copies of it to attack them.
He is in the center of the statue circle which he follows by covering it with {Fumus Maxima!} The next moment he was on the move as he ordered statues to attack and at the same time went to attack death eaters at the same time moving out to attack himself.
This tactic worked as the statues each killed one death eater before being destroyed while Harry got to another three with his claws finding their throat before the statues were destroyed and smoke cleared with a strong Ventus spell.
When the smoke cleared only thirty-three death eaters were remaining with Harry panting, his body throbbing especially the gash, the stab from Wormtail, and eyes blurring, in his state, he didn't notice that there was someone beside him.
With a cloak which which looked very odd cause while some spots were white most of it was stained red to the point that it looked black. The armor underneath was black leather with light golden trimming, it fought on her body like a glove with twin sheaths on her hips with two simple swords with her face covered with a mask. The only thing of color was a golden emblem on her chest of a griffin with a blood-red background.
"Ah! Of course, how could I have forgotten your invitation, Lady Nocturna" Voldemort greeted quietly but the twitch on his left eye showed a small crack in his mask of neutrality.
The name had an effect as most of the death eaters took steps back upon hearing that name allowing the inner circle who stayed with their lord to have their wands out with horror associated with the name coming to their mind.
She didn't respond to the jib but instead disappeared from her spot appearing behind Peter Pettigrew who didn't have time to react when the blade went through his neck like a hot knife slicing through cold butter.
She disappeared from behind him going through all the remaining death eaters in a matter of minutes with Voldemort not moving an inch before she stood an inch away from him. There was silence and all the death eaters went down, their heads rolling on the ground with nothing but shock on their faces.
Voldemort didn't react, other than anger which would be expected seeing the death of his followers he simply smiled saying "You did me a great service today, Lady Nocturna saving me the trouble of getting rid of traitors myself"
Looking around he nodded "A beautiful masterpiece, as always, though" he summoned his wand and Nocturna was back where she started, standing beside a very confused and half-conscious teen, never taking her eyes off Voldemort.
He continued in an even voice but his voice had turned a little frosty "You interrupted my wager with Mr. Potter, I am afraid as a result I must extract a price on a later date, for now, I must take my leave " as he vanished in a smoke.
Nocturna turned to Harry who seeing his adversary vanish was left with no reason to fight the adrenaline wore off and he crumbled like a house of cards only to be caught by Nocturna.
With a blurring vision he felt someone catching him only to find his vision blurring a little he asked "Who… are… you…? Why…"
"Shhh… Sugar you are okay, don't worry everything will be alright" a modulated voice said from behind the mask as she took him in her arms and both vanished with a loud pop.
Staging Ground, Quidditch Pitch, Hogwarts
Since the moment Professor Flitwick came out with the Fleur and the dead body of Krum there had been an anxious energy all around with most of the audience waiting for Harry Potter to come out.
Amelia who had been connected to him had felt every emotion and was overwhelmed by the intensity of it. Yet she kept her mind to herself sending as much strength as she could through the amulet with Susan doing the same. While the other Aurors took Krum's body to
Dora and Andi were a mess both women standing with Sirius who repeatedly assured them that their fiance, his godson would be okay. But as time went he had felt his confidence waver.
Daphne, Sif, and Ingrid approached the problem in the only way they knew they could, remaining stoic in the face of emotional turmoil. A trait their people were known for throughout history. Minerva followed their lead while Pomfrey was currently diverted to healing a very injured veela whose mother continued to pray to Aphrodite for the health of Fleur and the safe return of their beloved.
Just then a loud gong sound brought everyone's attention to the platform where a bruised, battered, and bloodied form of Harry James Potter appeared at last with crowd broke into a loud cheer while others rushed towards the boy, with Sirius getting their first to get beside him calling out "Harry!" and the first thing he checked for were the vitals of his godson dreading the worst seeing his condition, he let out a sigh of relief and felt a wave for pride seeing the Siege perilous ring on his finger before calling out, "Stretcher! Get me a stretcher now damn it! He needs medical attention! ASAP!"
The Aurors scrambled and most of Harry's loved ones sacked in relief, not knowing how short it was going to be.
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