Controlled Pandemonium || Where Did It All Go Wrong - Year 5

Chapter 11. What The Fuck Just Happened?

Bellatrix Lestrange giggled as the boy sprinted after her, "Coming to get me?" She laughed.

"Crucio!" Harry yelled, causing the woman to fall to the floor. He stopped in front of her, holding his wand out with intent.

Y/n watched from behind the Ministry statue. She wanted to do the same thing Harry did, Sirius didn't deserve to die. She watched Tom appear behind Harry, making her duck behind the statue, not wanting him to know she disobeyed him earlier. Harry turned around, preparing a spell to throw at him, but Voldemort just tossed Harry's wand from his hand with magic, disarming the boy.

Dumbledore appeared in a fireplace near Y/n, but not too close. Everybody had not seen her. "It was foolish of you to come here tonight, Tom," Dumbledore told him. "The Aurors are on their way."

Y/n gasps, knowing she needs to leave now, but she is unable to take her eyes off the scene.

"By which time I shall be gone," Voldemort replied, "and you... shall be dead." He smirked. Dumbledore wacked Harry out of the way as both of the wizards threw spells at each other.

After the light blasts met, the power shifted from one wizard to the other a few times, until Voldemort observed it, then created a giant fire snake. It shot down to hit the man, but he swiped his wand at it, defending himself and Harry. Then the snake exploded into a gust of fire, and Dumbledore pushed it towards Voldemort. Then he used his wand to take water from the fountain behind the other wizard and dunked it on him. The Dark Lord was swallowed up into it, and Dumbledore morphed it into a sphere. Harry had gotten up, but Dumbledore made sure the boy stayed back by knocking him down again.

The older wizard dropped the ball of liquid to the floor, and then Voldemort immediately stood up, casting another spell at him, grunting. Dumbledore blocked it with a shield, so Tom sucked the spell back into himself, then busted it into a wave of energy, going in all directions.

Y/n ducked behind a new wall as all of the windows above the wide hallway busted into billions of sharp pieces. After it all fell to the floor, Voldemort raised his arms above his head, and the pieces all gathered at his command, raising into the air in four rows. Without another second, the shards of glass flew at Potter and Dumbledore. The old man created the same shield as before, however it did not stop the glass's momentum. Instead, as the pieces travelled through it, they turned into powder, flying into the two behind it's faces.

Tom's expression changed to a pissed off look, making Y/n sigh. He's really trying to kill them, but it's not working, and now she's probably going to hear a rant about it later.

When the dust settled, Dumbledore stood once more. Voldemort appeared away, leaving a gentle wind behind. Then suddenly, Harry fell to the floor, seemingly in pain. Dumbledore knelt down to the boy, who looked up at him with a crazy look in his eyes.

"You've lost old man," he said, his voice not quite right. Harry then made a loud yelling sound, jerking to the side in pain. He continued to writhe in pain as the other teenagers found them.

After more silent suffering, Harry finally spoke up, "You're the weak one, and you'll never know love or friendship... And I feel sorry for you," after that line, he groaned again and it looked as if an invisible force had grabbed onto him, flipping him over roughly. Now he was on his back, and the surrounding sand on the ground began to stir. It lifted from the floor, flying around the boy as darkness poured from his chest-literally. Then the dust froze in place, and created a cylinder around Harry.

"You're a fool, Harry Potter," Tom appeared, however nobody could get to him except Harry. "And you will lose... everything."

At that moment, many fireplaces down the hall started to activate as more and more Ministry personnel-assumingly aurors-poured into the room. In the end there were about 20 of them. The Minister was in the front, and he froze when he saw the Dark Lord in the flesh. Voldemort faded away into a dark mist.

"He's back," The Minister said sharply, not much higher than a whisper.

They all approached Harry who was passed out in Dumbledore's arms, and Y/n took that as a cue to exit. She appeared back to Hogwarts, landing on her bed with a sigh. She started to pack up her things, knowing that she would be going home soon anyway.

When she grabbed a yellow dress and started to fold it, she suddenly got a headache, then she felt lightheaded. She touched her head with her hand, letting go of the dress. She winced, but when the dress dropped, her head felt fine again.

"What the?" She grabbed the dress from the floor, but as soon as she made physical contact with it she felt that pain again, she passed out.

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In the great hall, a group of students were huddled around the Goblet of Fire, "Come on Cedric, put it in!" Someone yelled, and Y/n looked up, seeing the brunette boy with a crowd of Hufflepuffs urging him to put his name in the fire. They all pushed him into the circle, and he chuckled, and then put his name in. Y/n watched intently, making eye contact with him for a moment. A feeling washed over the girl, suddenly feeling warm. Her stomach was feeling a bit odd as well. Everyone clapped, he looked back at Y/n, smiling. The moment lasted for about 3 seconds, however it felt like an hour of staring to the girl. Then he walked out of the circle, surrounded by the group again.

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Y/n gasped slightly as she caught herself as she was falling, she fell to her knees, holding her head. She looked down at the dress that was still clutched in her hands. Her eyebrows furrowed and her eyes darted around confused.

"What the fuck just happened?"