EDITED
After lunch, everyone dispersed to do their things. James was sitting alone in the kitchen, staring at the fireplace. Sirius had just walked out of the room after explaining to James why Harry had to be the one to tell him about it. James sighed shaking his head. He got up walking up the stairs. He found Harry sitting with Ron and Hermione in one room. They were talking quietly. James stepped in, clearing his throat and making all three jump. "Harry? Can we talk?" He asked his son. Harry exchanged a look with Ron and Hermione before nodding and getting up to follow James. James and Harry walked to another room and sat down. "Harry, Sirius told me that last year was hard for you, but wouldn't tell me why," James said. Harry looked at James, before looking away. "Dad. I don't want to talk about it." Harry said not looking at James. "Harry, please. You're my son. I know that I should've been there last year, and all of your life." James said placing a hand on Harry's shoulder.
Harry looked back at James with uncertain eyes. Harry hesitated before speaking. "Last year, Hogwarts hosted the Triwizard tournament. Only students 17 years or older could enter." Harry explained. James looked confused. "Why is it so haunting to everyone? I mean, you only got to watch the tournament." James said. Harry shook his head and before he could answer footsteps were heard. "Harry? Mr Potter?" It was from Hermione. She was looking for them. When she entered the room, with Ron. "Hermione, Ron," Harry said. James smiled at Harry's friends. It was obvious how much the trio cared for each other. "You guys can call me James, Mr Potter makes me feel older and that's what people called my father." He said with a small frown. He remembered when his father and mother had died. He'd only been 19, and he remembered how his friends had been there for him but didn't know how to react to his emotional outbursts. "Harry, what were you saying about the tournament?" James asked. Harry looked at Hermione and Ron. Hermione nodded knowing that Harry should tell his father. "Someone put my name in and place a charm on the goblet. Instead of choosing three, it chose four. Two Hogwarts champions." Harry said. James was angry. No that's an understatement. He was furious. "YOU HAD TO COMPETE?! AND DUMBLEDORE DIDN'T STOP YOU?!" He yelled. Harry cringed knowing a reaction like this was coming. Sirius appeared in the doorway. "Why don't you show it to him, Harry?" Sirius said. "He has the right to know and it'll come out sooner or later." He said walking in with the pensive. Harry sighed before drawing the memory out and placing it in the pensive. He remembered how to do it because of Dumbledore last year having done it in front of him. Harry leaned forward again, taking a deep breath before letting himself fall into the horrors of his fourth year. James followed him and then Hermione and Ron. Then Sirius knowing James would need someone.
The memory started just at the end of the quidditch World Cup. Ron, Harry and Hermione were standing up with the other Weasley's in the booth, along with Cornelius Fudge, Lucius, Narcissa and Draco Malloy. Then there was a House-elf sitting at the end of the row, saving two seats. They watched the final seconds of the match, James and Sirius very into seeing it. "Bulgaria and Ireland. Two good teams, but Ireland's better." James said as he and Sirius voice their views on the two teams. They were quite shocked to see Krum catch the snitch, but yet have Ireland win. The scene changed to later the night and James' face went pale at the screams of terror and the sight of the muggles and deatheaters. "What the hell?!" He asks the trio. "We have no idea. We were woken in the middle of the night by it." Hermione answered quickly. Harry, Ron and Hermione were running through the forest after the twins and Ginny. Percy, Bill, Charlie and Arthur had run off to help the other ministry officials with the deatheaters. When Harry got separated from Ron and Hermione, James panicked especially when he passed out. Then the ministry officials came after Ron and Hermione had found Harry. They fired stunning spells, that the three managed to duck beneath. They were saved by Arthur who came and found them. "Thank god for Arthur," James said. James was mad at Crouch for thinking that Harry had conjured the Dark Mark. For lord sake, he's fourteen. "How dare he accuse you! If I ever-" he was cut off by Harry. "Dad. He's dead. His son killed him." Harry said. James stopped telling and watched the memory.
We see four flying horses flying through the air pulling a carriage
coming in to land at Hogwarts. The crowds' cheer.
HAGRID
Clear the runway.
HARRY
Well, there's something you don't see every day.
A large ship emerges from under the water and approaches too.
DUMBLEDORE
Now we're all settled in and sorted, I'd like to make an announcement. This castle will not only be your home this year but home to some very special guests
as well. You see Hogwarts has been chosen...
A man runs up the aisle limping comically, he whispers
something to Dumbledore and leaves in the same fashion.
DUMBLEDORE
So Hogwarts has been chosen to host a legendary event. The Tri-Wizard tournament. Now for those of you who do not know, the tri-wizard tournament brings together three schools for a series of magical contests. From each school, a single contestant is selected to compete. Now let me be clear, if chosen you stand alone. And trust me when I say these contests are not for the faint-hearted, but more of that later. For now please join me in welcoming the lovely ladies of the Beauxbatons Academy of magic and their headmistress Madam Maxime.
A group of girls dressed in blue dance up the aisle and release
butterflies into the air. They bow and everyone applauds.
STUDENT
Blimey, that's one big woman.
DUMBLEDORE
And now our friends from the north, please greet the proud sons of Durmstrang and the high master Igor Karkaroff.
A series of older boys walk up the aisle brandishing bo staffs,
twirling them around and periodically stabbing them into the ground with a spark effect.
RON
Blimey, it's him, Viktor Krum!
The boys breathe some fire.
IGOR
Albus!
DUMBLEDORE
Igor.
They embrace.
MADAME MAXIME
Professor Dumbledore, my horses have travelled a long way. They will need attending to.
DUMBLEDORE
Not to worry Madame Maxime, our gamekeeper Hagrid's more than capable of seeing to them.
MADAME MAXIME
But you know Monsieur Hagrid, they drink only single malt whiskey.
Professor Flitwick, who is seated next to Hagrid yelps. Hagrid has stabbed a fork into his hand.
DUMBLEDORE
Your attention, please! I would like
to say a few words. Eternal glory, that is what awaits the student who wins the tri-wizard tournament. But to do this that student must survive three tasks. Three extremely dangerous tasks.
FRED
Wicked.
DUMBLEDORE
For this reason, the ministry has seen fit to impose a new rule. To explain all this we have the head of the department of international magic cooperation Mister Bartimus Crouch.
Thunder roars overhead, rain begins leaking through the roof
and screams break out. A strange man stands in the doorway, he
casts some magic upwards and seals the roof. Peace is restored.
RON
Bloody hell, it's Mad-Eye Moody.
HERMIONE
Alastor Moody? The auror?
RON
He was a catcher. Half the cells in
Azkaban is full thanks to him. He's supposed to be mad as a hatter though these days. This character enters the room and begins walking. We see Harry through his mechanical eye. He limps, breathing heavily as he goes.
DUMBLEDORE
My dear old friend, thanks for coming.
MAD-EYE
That stupid roof.
Mad-Eye takes a drink.
RON
What's that he's drinking do you suppose?
HARRY
I don't know but I don't think it's
Pumpkin Juice.
BARTY
After much deliberation, the ministry has concluded that for their own safety no student under the age of seventeen shall be allowed to put forth their name for the tri-wizard tournament. This decision is final.
The crowd is unsettled, people are booing.
WEASLY TWINS
That's rubbish! You don't know what you're doing!!
DUMBLEDORE
Silence!
Dumbledore casts magic over a box which melds into a goblet containing
a blue flame.
DUMBLEDORE
The goblet of fire. Anyone wishing to submit themselves for the tournament merely writes their name on a piece of parchment and throw it in the flame before this hour on Thursday night. Do not do so lightly, if chosen there's no turning back. As from this moment the tri-wizard tournament has begun.
James watches everything, Sirius muttering things under his breath. Ron, Harry and Hermione all looked uneasy. It was like reliving something horrible that had happened, even though nothing had happened yet, they knew what was coming. The memory changed to a classroom.
MAD-EYE
Alastor Moody.
He writes his name on the board.
MAD-EYE
Ministry malcontent. And your new defence against the dark arts teacher. I'm here because Dumbledore asked me, end of
the story, goodbye, the end. Any questions? When it comes to the dark arts, I believe in a practical approach. But first, which of you can tell me how many unforgivable curses there are?
HERMIONE
Three, sir.
MAD-EYE
And they are so named?
HERMIONE
Because they are unforgivable. Use of any one of them will...
MAD-EYE
Will earn you a one-way ticket to Azkaban. Correct. Now the ministry says you're too young to see what these curses do. I say different! You need to know what you're up against, you need to be prepared.......you need to find somewhere else to put your chewing gum other than the underside of your desk Mr Finnigan!
SEAMUS FINNIGAN
Aw no way, the old bugger can see out the back of his head.
Mad-Eye throws the chalk at Seamus in anger.
MAD-EYE
So, which curse shall we see first?
WEASLEY!
RON
Yes...
MAD-EYE
Give us a curse.
RON
Well, my dad did tell me about one... The imperious curse.
MAD-EYE
Ahhh yes, your father would know all about that. Gave the ministry quite a bit of grief a few years ago. Perhaps this will show you why. Mad-Eye pops open a jar with a spider in it.
MAD-EYE
Hello. What a little beauty.
He uses his wand to send it around the class.
MAD-EYE
Don't worry. Completely harmless.
The class is unsettled.
MAD-EYE
But if she bites... she's lethal!
Draco laughs.
MAD-EYE
What are you laughing at?
Mad-Eye sends the spider onto Draco's face.
MAD-EYE
Talented isn't she? What shall I have her do next? Jump out the window? Drown herself?
Mad-Eye has the spider over a bucket of water, it's wriggling.
MAD-EYE
Scores of witches and wizards have claimed that they only did you-know-whose bidding under the influence of the imperious curse. But here's the rub, how do we sort out the liars? Another.. another.. Come on come on. Longbottom is it? Up.
Neville Longbottom stands.
MAD-EYE
Professor Sprout tells me you have an aptitude for herbology.
NEVILLE
There's the um... The cruciatus curse.
MAD-EYE
Correct! Correct! come come. Particularly nasty. The torture curse.
Mad-Eye begins torturing the spider with magic, it squeals.
HERMIONE
Stop it! Stop it! Can't you see it's bothering
him, stop it!
Mad-Eye stops. Neville is disturbed. Mad-Eye picks up the spider which is still making a noise.
MAD-EYE
Perhaps you could give us the last unforgivable curse Miss Granger.
Hermione shakes her head. He casts a spell and the spider disintegrates.
MAD-EYE
The killing curse. Only one person is known to have survived it. And he's sitting in this room.
He approaches Harry's desk and takes a drink.
James and Sirius both share the same expression of cool yet what the hell is moody playing at. "What is he thinking showing the unforgivable curses in front of a class of 14-year-olds!" Sirius finally says. The scene starts changing again and Harry speaks. "Dad, please don't flip out at this. I'm telling you I didn't put my name in. I don't want eternal glory." He says quickly. James nods not knowing exactly what Harry was on about.
DUMBLEDORE
Sit down, please. And now the moment you've all been waiting for, the selection of the champions!
Dumbledore approaches the blue flame and it glows red. A name
comes out. Everyone looks on anxiously.
DUMBLEDORE
The Durmstrang champion is ... Viktor Krum!
The Durmstrang crowd cheer. Another name comes out.
DUMBLEDORE
The champion from Beauxbatons... Fleur Delacour
The Beauxbatons girls cheer as Fleur walks up. Another name comes out.
DUMBLEDORE
The Hogwarts champion... Cedric Diggory. Hogwarts pupils cheer as Cedric takes the stage.
DUMBLEDORE
Excellent! we now have our three champions! But in the end, only one will go down in history. Only one will hoist this chalice of champions, this vessel of victory the tri-wizard cup!
People cheer, but the goblet glows red once more and another
name flies out. Dumbledore takes it and reads...
DUMBLEDORE
Harry Potter. Harry Potter?
HAGRID
No... No.
DUMBLEDORE
Harry Potter!
HERMIONE
Go on Harry. Harry for goodness sake.
Harry slowly walks up. Dumbledore gives him the paper. Voices in the crowd shout out.
VOICES
He's a cheat! He's not even seventeen yet!
Harry is in a room with the other champions. Dumbledore bursts
in and grabs Harry.
DUMBLEDORE
Harry! Did you put your name in the goblet of fire?
HARRY
No sir.
DUMBLEDORE
Did you ask one of the older students to do it for you?
HARRY
No sir.
DUMBLEDORE
You're sure?
HARRY
Yes, sir.
MADAME MAXIME
Well, of course, he is lying.
MAD-EYE
The hell he is. The goblet of fire is
an exceptionally powerful magical object, only an exceptionally powerful conjurer could have hoodwinked it. Magic way
beyond the talents of a fourth year.
IGOR
You seem to have given this a fair bit of thought Mad-Eye.
MAD-EYE
It was once my job to think as dark wizards do Karkaroff perhaps you remember?
DUMBLEDORE
That doesn't help Alastor. Leave this to Barty.
BARTY
The rules are absolute, the goblet of fire constitutes a binding magical contract. Mr Potter has no choice, he is as of tonight... a tri-wizards champion.
James watched as the scene changed to a broom cupboard. "What the-" he was cut off by the memory. "......Speaking of your parents, were they alive, how do you think they'd feel? proud? or concerned that your attitude shows at best a pathological need for attention, at worst a psychotic deathwish?" Says the voice. Harry was trying not to laugh at James' face which was utterly bewildered. "Who?...what?..." He asks confused. "Rita Skeeter. Interview for the prophet." Hermione said guessing. James glared at the memory. "Since your parent is alive I'll answer it," James says fixing a stern gaze on Harry, who instantly stopped trying to hide his laughter. "I'm absolutely furious that he was entered and not okay with the fact that Crouch and Dumbledore are letting him compete," James says. Now it was Sirius' turn to try and not laugh. "I picked only that part of the interview. The rest is complete rubbish." Harry says. James rolls his eyes at his son but not before messing up Harry's hair. "Dad!" Harry said pushing James off of him. The memory continued to the first task.
The crowds are cheering, people are taking bets.
INT. WAITING TENT
Harry is pacing. Hermione is standing by the tent door.
HERMIONE
Pssst! Harry? Is that you?
HARRY
Yeah.
HERMIONE
How are you feeling? OK? The key is to concentrate. After that, you just have to...
HARRY
Battle a dragon.
Hermione enters the tent and they hug. A bright camera flashes,
Rita Skeeter the journalist approaches.
RITA
Young love! Ohh how.. stirring. If everything goes, unfortunately, today you might make the front page.
VIKTOR
(To Rita) You have no business here. This tent is for champions and friends.
RITA
No matter. We've got what we wanted.
Rita leaves and Dumbledore enters.
DUMBLEDORE
Good day champions. Gather around, please. Now you've waited, you've wondered and at last, the moment has arrived. The moment only four of you can fully appreciate. The champions gather around him in a circle.
DUMBLEDORE
What are you doing here Miss Granger?
HERMIONE
Oh, um... Sorry I'll just go.
DUMBLEDORE
Barty. The bag.
BARTY
Champions, in a circle around me. Miss Delacour over here, Mr Krum, and Potter over here. Right. Miss Delacour, if you will...
Barty holds up a bag. Fleur takes out a little green dragon.
BARTY
The welsh green. Mr Krum...
Viktor takes another out
BARTY
The Chinese fireball. Oooooh.
Cedric picks one.
BARTY
The Swedish short-snout. Which leaves...
HARRY
The horntail...
BARTY
What's that boy?
HARRY
Nothing.
Harry puts his hand in the bag and pulls out the dragon.
BARTY
The Hungarian horntail. These represent four very real dragons, each of which has been given a golden egg to protect. Your objective is simple, collect the egg. This you must do, for each egg contains a clue without which you cannot hope to proceed to the next task. Any questions?
DUMBLEDORE
Very well. Good luck champions. Mr Diggory the sound of the cannon...
The cannon fires immediately.
After a short while, Harry is sitting alone nervously in the champions' tent.
DUMBLEDORE (VOICEOVER THE LOUDSPEAKER) Three of
our champions have now faced their dragons and so each one of them will proceed to the next task. And now our fourth and final contestant.
Harry enters the rocky arena. The crowd are cheering his name.
He sees the golden egg sitting alone, he makes a run for it but
the dragon appears. Harry's forced to retreat behind a rock as
the dragon flames him. Harry stumbles and falls around the arena.
HERMIONE
Your wand harry! Your wand!
Harry summons his firebolt. He jumps on and flies off, the dragon
gives chase. The dragon bursts through the crowd and they look
stunned.
Harry is flying at high speed around the Hogwarts buildings.
The dragon cuts him off and whips him off his broom, he lands
on the roof of Hogwarts, hanging on for dear life. The dragon
is clambering across the roof, strewing tiles as it goes. Harry
reaches his broom but it's stuck. He jerks it lose and lets
go of the roof just in time before the dragon swipes at him.
He falls a long way but regains control. He flies on to an area
with a bridge, he flies through a gap in the bridge but the dragon
crashes into it and falls into the water and Harry flies back to the arena.
The crowds are mostly silent. We see Harry flying towards us
and the crowd erupts. He goes straight for the golden egg. Harry manages to grab it and the crowd cheers.
James hadn't realized that he had held his breath through the first task until he took a deep breath. "I can not believe they let anyone do that. That is mental." Sirius said. He knew what had happened but didn't know that it had happened like that. Harry shrugged his shoulders. The fact that he was standing right next to them should be proof enough that he could handle what happened, until the last task of course. That was the hardest. The scene changes and Ron goes bright red, whilst Harry and Hermione start laughing. James and Sirius share a look noticing the reactions of the trio to the scene.
MCGONAGALL
The yule ball has been a tradition of the tri-wizard tournament since its inception. On Christmas eve night we and our guests gather in the great hall for well-mannered frivolity. As representatives of the host school, I expect each and every one of you to put your best foot forward, and I mean this literally because the yule ball is first and foremost... a dance.
Groans emerge from the boys who are listening on. The girls seem
a lot more excited.
MCGONAGALL
Silence. The house of Godric Gryffindor has commanded the respect of the wizarding world for nearly ten centuries. I will not have you in the course of a single evening besmirching that name by behaving like a babbling, bumbling band of baboons.
FRED
(Whispering to George) Try saying that
five times faster.
They try.
MCGONAGALL
(Continued) Now to dance is to let the body breathe, inside every girl a secret swan slumbers longing to burst forth and take flight.
RON
(Whispering to Seamus) Something's about to burst out of them, but I don't think it's a swan.
MCGONAGALL
Inside every boy, a lordly lion prepared to prance. Mr Weasly, will you join me.
She grabs Ron and pulls him up to dance.
MCGONAGALL
Now, place your right hand on my waist.
RON
Where?
MCGONAGALL
My waist.
He does so and a wolf whistle comes from the crowd.
MCGONAGALL
Now bend your arm. Mr Filch...
The music starts.
MCGONAGALL
One two three, one two three, one two three.
HARRY
(To the Weasly twins) Oi! Never gonna let him forget this are you?
TWINS
Never.
MCGONAGALL
Everybody come together.
The girls instantly stand and walk forward, the boys are all still seated.
MCGONAGALL
Boys, on your feet.
Neville stands.
Now Sirius and James were laughing, and Ron was a brighter shade of red. They understood why Ron was red. "Honestly Harry. You know how to choose your memories well." James said. Ron glared at Harry. "Honestly mate. I don't think that was necessary." Ron snapped. "Of course it was necessary Ron. It's the best part of that year!" Harry said still laughing as the scene changed to the second task in the tournament.
The Weasly twins are shouting, busy taking bets. Harry is walking along with Neville, he has some green plant life in his hand.
HARRY
You're sure about this Neville?
NEVILLE
Absolutely.
HARRY
For an hour?
NEVILLE
Most likely.
HARRY
Most likely?
NEVILLE
Well, there is some debate among herbologists as to the effects of freshwater versus saltwater.
HARRY
You're telling me this now? You must be joking.
NEVILLE
I just wanted to help.
HARRY
Well, that makes you slightly better than Ron and Hermione. Where are they anyway?
Ron and Hermione glared at Harry. "What?! We hadn't figured it out and Neville helped. Plus I had no idea where you were." Harry defended himself.
NEVILLE
You seem a little tense, Harry.
HARRY
Do I?
DUMBLEDORE
(Over a loudspeaker) Welcome to the second task. Last night something was stolen from each of our champions. A treasure of sorts. These four treasures,
one for each champion, now lie on the bottom of the black lake. To win, each champion need only find their treasure and return to the surface. Simple enough. Except for this, they will have one hour to do so and one hour only. After that, they'll be on their own.
MAD-EYE
(To Harry) Put that in your mouth.
Harry puts the gillyweed in his mouth and starts choking.
DUMBLEDORE
(Continued) You may begin at the start of the cannon.
The cannon fires and the champions enter the water, three of them dive in while Harry is pushed. Underwater the effects of
gillyweed take hold, Harry's hands and feet become webbed.
SEAMUS
What's the matter with him?
DEAN
I don't know I can't see him.
NEVILLE
Oh my god, I've killed Harry Potter!
Harry flies into the air like a dolphin and the crowd cheer.
~Underwater~
Harry swims among the fish and rocks. Singing voices start echoing. We see Fleur get trapped, she screams. Harry is still searching around. He hears muffled screams. He
finds Ron, Hermione, Cho Chang and a blonde girl from Beauxbatons tied in place by their ankles. Cedric is there, he takes Cho with him. Harry sets about freeing Ron and Hermione but vicious merpeople appear.
HARRY
But she's my friend too!
MERPERSON
Only one.
What looks like a shark approaches at high speed. We see that it has legs and it's Viktor. He takes Hermione and heads for
the surface. Harry frees Ron.
Harry looks over and sees the blonde girl that Fleur was unable
to rescue. He loosens her rope too and starts heading for the surface with the both of them. He's attacked and gets held down,
he pushes Ron and the girl towards the surface.
Ron and the girl come up, they are coughing but safe. They're
helped out of the water by Fleur. Underwater Harry casts a spell which propels him towards the surface, he flies out and lands on the platform, where the crowds are.
DUMBLEDORE
Harry!
BARTY
Get him another towel.
DUMBLEDORE
I want all the judges over here now.
FLEUR
(To Harry) You saved her, even though she wasn't yours to save. My little sister!
Fleur kisses Harry on the face.
FLEUR
Thank you! And you... (Looks to Ron). You helped!
RON
Well... yeah... a bit
Fleur kisses him too.
RON
Merci.
Hermione comes up to Harry with a towel.
HERMIONE
Harry!
HARRY
Hermione
HERMIONE
Are you alright? You must be freezing! Personally, I think you behaved admirably.
Hermione kisses Harry on the head.
HARRY
I finished last Hermione.
HERMIONE
Next to last.
DUMBLEDORE
Attention! Attention! The winner is... Mr Diggory!
Cedric and his friends cheer.
DUMBLEDORE
For showing unique command of the bubblehead charm. The way I see it, Mr Potter would have finished first had it not been for his determination to rescue not only Mr Weasly but the others as well. We've agreed to award him second place! For outstanding moral fibre.
As they're walking away from the lake Harry's friends are cheering
him.
FRED
All that moral fibre eh?
RON
Blimey even when you go wrong it turns out right.
GEORGE
Well done 'moral fibre'.
Barty Crouch is waiting for Harry.
BARTY
Congratulations Potter, fine achievement. Well done boy. I'm sorry we haven't spoken, after all, your story is one I've heard many times. Quite remarkable. Tragic of course, to lose one's family. Never whole again are we? Still, life goes on. And here we stand. I'm sure your parents would be very proud today Potter!
Mad-Eye approaches them.
MAD-EYE
Bartimus! Not trying to lure Potter into one of the ministry's summer internships, are we? The last boy who went into the department of ministries never came out!
Barty walks away from him.
MAD-EYE
And they say I'm mad.
James looked at Harry proudly. "Moral Fibre eh, not bad." He says. Harry smiles sheepishly. "He does have it. He's not one to leave a friend in danger or behind." Hermione says. Ron agrees. Harry goes pale as the memory changes to the last task. "Harry?" Hermione says gently placing a hand on his shoulder. James seemed to notice his son's change. "Harry it's going to be okay. We are here for you." Hermione said. "Hermione, I-I don't think I-I c-can do this s-so soon." He manages to say. Hermione embraces him. "You don't have to, but James needs you to be strong for him," Hermione says quietly in Harry's ear. Harry knew that she was right and that his father needed him. Harry nodded and Hermione pulled back just as they started talking in the scene.
Music is playing and a large crowd is gathered. The champions
emerge.
DUMBLEDORE
Earlier today Professor Moody placed the tri-wizards cup deep within the maze. Only he knows its exact position. Now as Mr Diggory...
The crowd cheer on hearing his name.
DUMBLEDORE
(continued) and Mr Potter tied for the first position they will be the first to enter the maze. Followed by Mr Krum...
The Bulgarian crowd go nuts.
DUMBLEDORE
(continued) The first person to touch the cup will be the winner. I've instructed the staff to patrol the perimeter if at any point should a contestant wish to withdraw from the task he or she need only send up red sparks with their wands. Contestants gather round.
DUMBLEDORE
(To the contestants) In the maze, you'll find not dragons or creatures of the deep. Instead, you'll face something more challenging. You see, people change in the maze. Oh find the cup if you can, but be very weary you could just lose yourselves along the way.
MAD-EYE
Champions! Prepare yourselves.
Cedric hugs his father.
DUMBLEDORE
On the count of three... ONE...
The cannon goes off. Mr Filch shrugs comically. Dumbledore groans.
Harry and Cedric enter the maze through different entrances.
The entrance closes up behind Harry. Heavy mist sets in, we pan
out to see the maze is many stories tall. Harry starts traversing
the maze, creature noises are all around.
Cedric is walking along, the maze walls begin to close in on
him. He makes a run for it. Fleur is running around scared, she
is attacked and knocked down. Viktor comes along and sees she's
unconscious on the ground, he walks on. Harry sees Fleur being
swallowed into the undergrowth.
HARRY
Fleur? Fleur!
He's too late she's disappeared. He sends up a red spark into
the air. A heavy wind starts blowing, walls are closing in, Harry runs. Harry sees something shining in the distance and he moves towards it Viktor tries to zap him but misses.
CEDRIC
Get down!
Harry ducks and Viktor gets zapped by Cedric. Cedric runs up
and kicks the wand out of Viktor's hand. He points his wand at
Viktor's body as if to finish him off, Harry runs up and intervenes.
HARRY
No stop! He's bewitched, Cedric.
They struggle.
CEDRIC
Get off me!
HARRY
He's bewitched!
The two of them begin running towards the cup. The undergrowth grabs Cedric and he falls to the ground. Harry looks back. Cedric is pinned down with no means of escape.
CEDRIC
Harry! Harry!
Harry zaps the plantlife and Cedric wriggles free. Harry helps him up.
CEDRIC
You know for a moment there I thought you were gonna let it get me.
HARRY
For a moment so did I.
CEDRIC
Some game huh?
HARRY
Some game.
The wind starts blowing again.
CEDRIC
Go. Take it, you saved me!
HARRY
Together, on three. One, two, three!
The two boys run and grab the cup together and are whirlwind away as the cup transports them to a graveyard.
James goes as pale as Harry seeing what just happened. "Harry," he said cautiously. "What's happening?" He asks. Harry shakes his head. His eyes are closed as if he doesn't want to see what happens. "Harry?" James says again looking at his son to see him. He places a hand on Harry's shoulder and pulls Harry close to him. It was the best he could do to support his son.
CEDRIC
You ok?
HARRY
Yeah, you?
CEDRIC
Where are we?
HARRY
I've been here before.
CEDRIC
It's a portkey. Harry the cup is a portkey.
HARRY
I've been here before in a dream. Cedric,
we have to get back to the cup? Now!
CEDRIC
What are you talking about?
Harry lets out a shout and holds his head, he is in pain.
CEDRIC
What is it?
HARRY
Get back to the cup!
We see Wormtail and Voldemort nearby.
CEDRIC
Who are you? What do you want?
VOLDEMORT
Kill the spare.
Wormtail casts a spell and kills Cedric.
Hermione screams when Cedric was killed. Harry felt like he was going to pass out. Hermione grabbed his wrist, while Ron and Sirius stood paperwhite staring at the memory. James had a tight grip on Harry's shoulder and couldn't help feel the pain that the fourteen-year-old Harry was feeling.
HARRY
Cedric!
Cedric lays dead on the ground.
Wormtail pulls Harry closer, a status grabs hold of Harry and traps him against a gravestone.
James glared at wormtail. "How dare he touch you!" He hisses under his breath.
VOLDEMORT
Do it, now!
Wormtail drops something into a cauldron, Harry watches on.
WORMTAIL
Bones of the father, unknowingly given.
A bone hovers in the air under Wormtail's control, he drops it into the cauldron.
WORMTAIL
The flesh of the servant willingly sacrificed.
He takes a knife and slashes his arm over the cauldron.
WORMTAIL
Blood of the enemy forcibly taken.
He takes the knife to Harry and cuts at his arm. Harry shouts.
Wormtail takes the knife over to the cauldron and lets the drops
fall into it.
WORMTAIL
The dark lord shall rise again.
The cauldron bursts into flame and a reformed Voldemort emerges.
VOLDEMORT
My wand Wormtail.
Wormtail hands him the wand and bows deeply.
VOLDEMORT
Hold out your arm.
WORMTAIL
Master. Thank you, master.
VOLDEMORT
The other arm Wormtail.
Wormtail looks concerned but does it anyway. Voldemort sticks
the wand into Wormtail's arm. The sky changes, others have been summoned.
James looked petrified. Voldemort was back and one of his school friends was working for him. Wormtail had betrayed him and Lily to Voldemort, then 13 years later harmed Harry even more. James was furious at wormtail's actions. If he ever got his hands on that slimy rat, oh he'd hate to be wormtail then.
VOLDEMORT
Welcome my friends. Thirty years it's been, and yet you stand before me as though it were only yesterday. I confess myself disappointed, not one of you tried to find me.
Voldemort begins slashing angrily at the hooded figures.
VOLDEMORT
Not even you, Lucius.
LUCIUS
My lord. Had I detected any sign or even a whisper of your whereabouts.
VOLDEMORT
There were signs my friend, and more than whispers.
LUCIUS
I assure you I never renounced the old ways. The face I have been obliged to present each day since your absence, that was my true mask.
WORMTAIL
I returned.
VOLDEMORT
Out of fear, not loyalty. Still, you
have proved yourself useful these past few months Wormtail.
Voldemort grants Wormtail a new hand.
WORMTAIL
Thank you, master, thank you.
VOLDEMORT
(To Cedric's corpse) Oh, such a handsome
boy.
HARRY
Don't touch him.
Harry struggles to get free.
VOLDEMORT
Harry! I'd almost forgotten you were
here. Standing on the bones of my father.
I'd introduce you but word has it you're
almost as famous as me these days. The
boy who lived. How lies have fed your
legend, Harry. Shall I reveal what happened that night thirteen years ago?
Shall I divulge how I truly lost my
powers? It was love. You see when dear
sweet Lily Potter gave her life for
her only son she provided the ultimate
protection. I could not touch you. It
was old magic, something I should have
foreseen. But no matter, no matter. Things
have changed, I can touch you now!
Voldemort puts his hand on Harry's head and he screams.
James closes his eyes at Harry's screams. They were so blood-chilling and agonizing to hear. "Harry...." James says. Harry was shaking in his father's hold. This was not something he wanted to relive. Ron had taken to comforting Hermione, seeing as Harry was in to much pain. She was crying into his shoulder, while his arm was around hers.
VOLDEMORT
Astonishing what a few drops of your blood will do eh Harry? Pick up your wand Potter. I said pick it up, get up. Get up! You've been taught how to duel I presume yes? First, we bow to each other. Come on now Harry the niceties must be observed, Dumbledore would not want you to forget your manners now, would he? I said bow!
Voldemort forces Harry to bow with magic.
VOLDEMORT
That's better. And now...
Voldemort casts the cruciatus curse at Harry and he wriggles in pain, trying not to scream.
VOLDEMORT
Atta boy Harry, your parents would be proud. Especially your filthy mudblood mother. I'm going to kill you, Harry Potter, I'm going to destroy you. After tonight no one will ever again question my powers. After tonight if they speak of you they'll speak only of how you begged for death, and I being a merciful lord obliged. Get up.
Voldemort pulls Harry to his feet, Harry begins to move away.
VOLDEMORT
Don't you turn your back on me, Harry Potter, I want you to look at me when I kill you, I want to see the lights leave your eyes.
Harry takes steps toward Voldemort.
HARRY
Have it your way.
They both cast and their streams of the magic meet. They both struggle.
VOLDEMORT
Do nothing. He is mine to finish. He's mine!
Shapes form in the surrounding magical energy. We hear Dumbledore's voice.
HARRY'S DAD
(voice) Harry when the connection is broken you must get to the portkey. We can delay it for a moment to give you time but only a moment, do you understand?
Harry nods to his father's instructions.
CEDRIC
(voice) Harry take my body back, will you? Take my body back to my father.
HARRY'S MOTHER
(voice) Let go. Sweetheart, you're ready. Let go! Let go!
The connection breaks, Harry runs over to Cedric's body and summons the cup over to them. In an instant the port out. Voldemort looks angry.
VOLDEMORT
No!
James is mentally struck at this and can understand why Harry might not want to share this, so much as relive it. "Harry, Harry. You can relax. It's okay." James says rubbing Harry's arm. Harry visibly relaxes, though he is still shaking. Hermione wiped away her tears, watching Harry and James. Ron rubbed her arm comfortingly. Sirius had relaxed but he watched James and Harry with caution.
Back at the arena, Harry appears with Cedric's body. The crowd
don't understand what has taken place and they all cheer, triumphant music starts to play. Harry weeps on Cedric's body.
DUMBLEDORE
Harry! Harry!
Dumbledore tries to pry Harry off of Cedric's body.
DUMBLEDORE
Tell me what happened!
HARRY
He's back, he's back! Voldemort's back. Cedric, he asked me to bring his body back. I couldn't leave him, not there.
DUMBLEDORE
It's alright Harry. It's alright, he's
home, you both are.
FUDGE
Keep everybody in their seats. A boy has just been killed. The body must be moved Dumbledore, there are... too many people.
AMOS
Let me through! That's my son! My boy!
Amos breaks down wailing. The crowd look on distraught.
Mad-eye comes and helps Harry up, before dragging Harry off to his office. He forces Harry down on a stool before talking. Mad-Eye Moody closes the door behind him. Harry is in the room still sobbing.
MAD-EYE
Are you alright Potter?
Harry nods.
MAD-EYE
Does it hurt?
HARRY
Not so much now.
MAD-EYE
I'd better take a look at it.
We see Harry's arm, it has a long red and raw cut down his forearm blood, dried and fresh running down his arm.
HARRY
The cup was a portkey. Someone had bewitched it.
MAD-EYE
What was it like? What was he like?
HARRY
Who?
MAD-EYE
The dark lord. What was it like to stand in his presence?
HARRY
I don't know. It was like I'd fallen into
one of my dreams. One of my nightmares.
Mad-Eye starts shaking and struggling for air, he reaches for
his bottle but it's empty. He rushes to a chest with other bottles
and struggles to find one.
MAD-EYE
Were there others? In the graveyard, were there others?
HARRY
Um. I don't think I said anything about a graveyard Professor.
MAD-EYE
Marvellous creatures dragons aren't they? Do you think that miserable oaf would have led you into the woods if I hadn't suggested it? Do you think Cedric Diggory would have told you to hold the egg under the water if I hadn't have told him first myself? Do you think Neville Longbottom the witless wonder could have provided you with gillyweed if I hadn't have given him the book that led you straight to it? Huh??
HARRY
It was you from the beginning. You put my name in the goblet of fire. You bewitched Krum. But...
Mad-Eye makes sobbing noises making fun of Harry.
MAD-EYE
You won because I made it so Potter. You ended up in that graveyard tonight because it was meant to be so. And now the deed is done. The blood that runs through these veins runs within the dark lord. Imagine how he will reward me when he learns that I have once and for all silenced the great Harry Potter.
A flash of light occurs and Mad-Eye is knocked into the wall.
Dumbledore, McGonagall and Snape come rushing in, Wand out. Dumbledore takes Mad-Eye by the neck.....
DUMBLEDORE
Severus...
Snape administers some veritaserum. Mad-Eye wriggles demonically.
DUMBLEDORE
Do you know who I am?
MAD-EYE
Albus Dumbledore.
DUMBLEDORE
Are you Alastor Moody? Are you?
MAD-EYE
No.
DUMBLEDORE
Is he in this room? Is he in this room?
We see a nod at the large trunk in the room, and that Harry is hiding behind.
DUMBLEDORE
Harry get away from there.
Harry gets out from the corner McGonagall ushering him away. She helps him and keeps him behind herself and Snape.
Dumbledore approaches the chest. The chest opens, it contains
a series of smaller chests. When the final chest is open we see
that there's a pit within holding a man the real Alastor Moody.
DUMBLEDORE
Are you alright Alastor?
ALASTOR
I'm sorry Albus.
HARRY
That's Moody, but then who's...?
Dumbledore holds up one of Mad-Eye's Bottles.
SEVERUS
Polyjuice potion.
DUMBLEDORE
Now we know who's been stealing it from your store Severus.
Snape looks at Harry before back at the fake moody.
Dumbledore looks into the pit.
DUMBLEDORE
We'll get you up in a minute.
Alastor Moody groans. The Mad-Eye Moody they have captive in
a chair begins to twitch about restlessly making strange noises.
He appears to be transforming. He rips off his fake eyepiece
which falls on the floor, we see that he's transformed into Barty Crouch Jr.
DUMBLEDORE
Barty Crouch Junior.
BARTY JR
I'll show you mine if you show me yours.
Barty Jr rolls up his sleeve to reveal a skull and snake marking.
DUMBLEDORE
Your arm Harry.
BARTY JR
You know what this means, don't you? He's back. Lord Voldemort has returned.
DUMBLEDORE
Send an owl to Azkaban, think they'll find they're missing a prisoner.
BARTY JR
I'll be welcomed back like a hero.
DUMBLEDORE
Perhaps. I've never had much time for heroes.
The memories end and the five are pulled back up to the room. Harry sits down quickly, still shaking and pale. James and Hermione sit down on either side of him. "Harry? Are you okay?" Hermione asks. Harry didn't answer her. He just stared at the floor as if he was trying to forget everything that happened all over again. He felt arms wrapped around him and he looked up to see his father.
James wrapped Harry in a gentle hug. The fact that Harry had to endure what he did in the last four years was heartbreaking to James. Harry lent into his father's chest, liking the warmth and comfort. "I'm sorry Harry." James murmured softly. Hermione and Ron watched the two while Sirius smiled at his friend and godson. Harry was confused when his father apologized. "F-for what?" He managed. "For leaving you. And for what you went through." James said. Harry smiled and let his father hold him. Never before had he had an embrace like this. And, he liked it.
A/N
Omg!! So long!! I'm so sorry guys! I didn't think it would be nearly this long.
Pls comment and tell me what you think.