⚡️End Game⚡️(harryxreader)

Chapter 13: Voldemort Returns

I smiled faintly at his comforting words.

I still had a black hole in the pit of my stomach, growing and spreading its pitch black fear like a tree spreading its branches.

Suddenly red sparks came shooting up from the maze, this time in the middle.

Moody rushed into maze to their aid.

A few minutes later moody and Cedric emerged from the maze. Cedric ran towards Dumbledore and talked frantically to him.

Dumbledore's eyes widened and he started to go around to all the teachers.

I fought my way through the crowd, trying to get to Cedric.

*Harry's POV*

Peter's eyes went wide as he realized that The Dark Lord was back.

Slowly, Voldemort walked toward wormtail, his robes swishing behind him.

"My wand, wormtail." Voldemort breathed, reaching out a snake like hand. Wormtail took Voldemort's wand and bowed as he handed it to the dark lord.

"Hold out your arm." Voldemort hissed.

"Master, thank you" wormtail praised.

He lifted the arm without the hand but Voldemort demanded, "the other arm, wormtail."

Peter's face fell as he reluctantly held up his other arm, the one with the dark mark.

Voldemort put his wand to wormtail's dark mark.

Suddenly there came a rain of black smoke, and people, no not just any people, death eaters, came into view.

I watched as Voldemort gave his speech to the death eaters.

"Thirteen years it's been, and yet, here you stand before me, as though it were only yesterday. I confess myself, disappointed. Not one of you tried to find me, CRABBE, MC.NARE, GOYLE."

And when he said there names he pulled off there mark to reveal there faces until only one remained standing, other than wormtail.

"Not even you...Luscious"

"My lord, if I had detected any sign or whisper of your ware about-"

"There were signs my slippery friend, and more than whispers"

"I have been obliged to percentage day since your absence. That is my true mask."

Then wormtail jumped in.
"I returned"

Voldemort strutted toward wormtail.

"Out of fear, not loyalty...still you have proved yourself useful these past few months

And with that he waved his wand and a silver hand replaced where Peter's old one used to be.

Voldemort then turned his head, looking strait at me.

"Harry, I'd almost forgotten you were here, standing on the bones of my father. I'd introduce you but word has it your almost as famous as me these days."

"The boy who lived, our lies have feed your legendary, should I reveal what really happened that night 13 years ago? Should I divulge how I truly lost my powers? It was loud, you see when dear sweet Lily Potter gave her life for her only son, she provided the ultimate protection, I could not touch. It was old magic, something I should have foreseen, but no matter, things have changed...."

In one swift motion Voldemort held up his hand, and slowly lowered it towards my scar as he spoke.

"I can touch you now."