𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐞 | 𝐣𝐩

𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐯𝐢𝐢. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝

• 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 •

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The Hogwarts song stopped as quick as it had started.

"VOLDEMORT'S BACK!" Cedric and Harry shouted at the same time.

A steely silence smothered the crowd.

"Harry, Cedric move away from him." Elladora said lowly, her voice cold and stern.

Her wand was pointed at the man who looked like James Potter.

"Mum, it's dad." Harry said with a nod to his mother.

"Your dad is dead, Harry, he has been for thirteen years. Now, move away."

Harry, who didn't want his mother to spell him in front of the entire school, cautiously dragged Cedric out of the way and into the crowd.

"Sirius, some back up would be nice, mate!" Elladora yelled. Sirius had been an auror before 1981, and he had been accepted to retrain the previous year.

Sirius had joined Elladora in pointing his hand at the man who wore the face of his very dead brother.

The crowd were watching avidly.

"Who are you?" Sirius growled out.

"James Fleamont Potter."

"That's a fucking lie!" Elladora roared. "James Potter died almost fourteen years ago!"

"Well, I clearly didn't Dora."

"Don't fucking call me that."

"Moony, is there a spell to reverse Polyjuice?" Sirius yelled, not taking his eyes off of James.

"No."

"Fuck."

"Are you being serious? Of course there isn't a spell, dipshit."

"Of course he's being Sirius, he's always Sirius." 'James' retorted.

Elladora's eyes narrowed, "Sirius, shall we do some security questions?"

"I believe so, Ellie. Things only Prongs would know the answers to."

"This is ridiculous, I'm not a fucking imposter." 'James' complained.

"We'll be the judge of that, arsehole."

"Not to interrupt, Ellie, but there are children - mind your language." Remus called from the side.

"Remus shut the fuck up!" Sirius and Elladora yelled in response.

Remus sighed.

"Our first date was crashed twice - who crashed it?"

"Sirius, Remus and Peter were first, and then Amos Diggory the second time."