Y/N POV
After I grabbed the crystal ball, I walked around the corner where the Room of Requirement is meant to materialize. Newt and Tina weren't in there, Dumbledore gave them their own sleeping quarters, so I had the room to myself.
As I walked in, everything I needed had come into existence. A chalkboard, chalk, of course. a book to check off what I needed to check off and a stand for the crystal ball if I needed to consult it. I put the ball down and began to sketch the scene. A couple of stick figures will do.
"Alright, so Wormtail's supposed to use the killing curse," I said to myself. "There's no way to stop it, so I need to find a way for Cedric to live."
I quickly wrote down a list of what I could do in that situation and put it to the board, testing every scenario. "So If I try to teleport back to the maze with Cedric... no, that won't work. I'd risk killing us both, and if that happened, Hermione and Lana would be devastated."
"Could I try knocking him out?" I asked. "No, he'd get humiliated, might even put him on a darker path..."
"Who am I kidding, that's too unrealistic!" I said. "It's not like I'd expect Cedric to become a Death Eater!"
"What are you doing?" Someone asked from behind me asked.
'Please, don't be Hermione,' I thought to myself. 'Please, don't be Hermione.'
"I'm not Hermione, Y/N!" Lana said as she walked by next to me.
"Oh, thank Merlin!" I said. "Thankfully it's just you."
"Yeah, your twin sister that loves you," Lana said. "What's going on, your thoughts were so loud, I was trying to read"
"What time is it?" I asked.
"10:30 PM" Lana said. "Dumbledore went down with Harry about something.
"Oh my god," I said. "Hermione must be worried sick!"
"She is," Lana said as she held up the Marauders Map. "She couldn't find you anywhere and she's waiting in your room by the way, so I nicked this from Harry. Good thing you were here. What are you doing anyway?"
"Yeah, I should explain," I said as I directed her to the madness on the board. "Those nightmares we kept getting, I'm trying to find a way to prevent what happens, most importantly, prevent Cedric's death. I was thinking I teleport both of us out, but that risks either one of us being killed, and we don't want that."
"I also thought about knocking him out," I said again. "But I don't know what effects it could have on the timeline. Great, now I sound like one of those old movies with that flying car..."
"Y/N," Lana said. "It's really late, come on, maybe we can come up with something in the morning. We should get you back to Hermione."
"I guess you're right, sis." I said. "I would like to kiss Hermione good night."
We walked out and into the Gryffindor Common Room and then into my dorm, where Hermione, who was wearing my hoodie, had hugged me tight and looked me in my eyes. "Where were you?!" She said. "I was worried sick, you didn't come back after the champions thing!"
"I'm sorry, 'Mione," I said. "I was trying to figure out something about the task, I'm sorry I didn't let you know, Love."
"It's fine, Y/N," She said as she kissed me. "I can't stay mad at you for that long ever."
"He was in the Room of Requirement," Lana said to her. "I found him there. You both have a good night!"
"Night, sis!" I said as I turned back to Hermione.
"What were they talking about down there?" Hermione asked.
"They were talking about the task," I said. "They just talked about the order in which we go. Nothing else."
"Oh, alright," Hermione said. "Let's get to bed, babe, I'm really tired."
"Oh, in that case..." I said as I picked her up bridal style as she nearly screamed.
"Y/N! Put me down!" She giggled. "Come on, you pr-mmm..." Before she could finish, I kissed her right on the lips as she kissed me back. "Why do your lips always taste like caramel?" She asked me as we stopped kissing while I put her on the bed.
"Cause I'm sweet like that," I smirked at her. "And you love me."
"Both of those are very true," She said with a smile before kissing me again. "And you are very, very sweet, Y/N Lovegood." She soon enough fell asleep on top of me with Snuffles with her as I kissed her good night. "I love you, babe." I whispered to her.
"I love you too," Hermione said in a sleepy tone.
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The time had finally come for the third task and I was getting ready in my red and blue outfit. I was still working on the idea of saving Cedric, it might come to me eventually. Lana was already ready in my blue uniform, but she had curled her hair. Harry was still getting ready, trying to ignore the newest Daily Prophet.
HARRY POTTER
"DISTURBED AND DANGEROUS"
The boy who defeated He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is unstable and possibly dangerous, writes Rita Skeeter, Special Correspondent. Alarming evidence has recently come to light about Harry Potter's strange behavior, which casts doubts upon his suitability to compete in a demanding competition like the Triwizard Tournament, or even to attend Hogwarts School.
Potter, the Daily Prophet can exclusively reveal, regularly collapses at school, and is often heard to complain of pain in the scar on his forehead (relic of the curse with which You-Know-Who attempted to kill him). On Monday last, midway through a Divination lesson, your Daily Prophet reporter witnessed Potter storming from the class, claiming that his scar was hurting too badly to continue studying.
It is possible, say top experts at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries, that Potter's brain was affected by the attack inflicted upon him by You-Know-Who, and that his insistence that the scar is still hurting is an expression of his deep-seated confusion. "He might even be pretending," said one specialist. "This could be a plea for attention."
The Daily Prophet, however, has unearthed worrying facts about Harry Potter that Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts, has carefully concealed from the wizarding public.
"Potter and the Lovegoods can speak Parseltongue," reveals Draco Malfoy, a Hogwarts fourth year. "There were a lot of attacks on students a couple of years ago, and most people thought Potter or the Lovegoods were behind them after they saw him lose his temper at a dueling club and set a snake on another boy. It was all hushed up, though. But he's made friends with werewolves and giants too. We think he'd do anything for a bit of power."
Parseltongue, the ability to converse with snakes, has long been considered a Dark Art. Indeed, the most famous Parselmouth of our times is none other than You-Know-Who himself. A member of the Dark Force Defense League, who wished to remain unnamed, stated that he would regard any wizard who could speak Parseltongue "as worthy of investigation. Personally, I would be highly suspicious of anybody who could converse with snakes, as serpents are often used in the worst kinds of Dark Magic, and are historically associated with evildoers." Similarly, "anyone who seeks out the company of such vicious creatures as werewolves and giants would appear to have a fondness for violence."
Albus Dumbledore should surely consider whether a boy such as this should be allowed to compete in the Triwizard Tournament. Some fear that Potter or the Lovegoods might resort to the Dark Arts in their desperation to win the tournament, the third task of which takes place this evening.
God, I f***ing hate Rita Skeeter. At least Hermione found out something about how she could have gotten into Hogwarts.
Eventually, Lana, Harry and I walked out of the castle towards the Quidditch Pitch to find our mother along with a younger woman with pink hair. The remaining Weasleys were here too. Cedric went towards his father, Krum was with his father and mother, speaking Bulgarian with them and Fleur was with her sister and her parents. Gabrielle spotted us from the corner of her eye, left her mother's side, ran to us and hugged us tightly as Fleur followed her.
"Sorry about that," Fleur said as she pulled Gabrielle off of us. "She's just really thankful for you three. I still appreciate you both." Her English is getting better. "I'll see you both soon." She then left with Gabrielle, but before she left, she eyed Bill Weasley with great interest. Guess she has a thing for long hair and earrings.
"Surprise!" Mrs. Weasley said as she kissed Harry on the cheek. "Thought we'd come and watch you, Harry!"
"You all right?" Bill said. "Charlie wanted to come, but he couldn't get time off. He said you were incredible against the Horntail!"
"Hey, you two," Mum said as she came towards us and hugged us. "I'm so proud of you both! I brought someone along with me too," She said gesturing to the woman with pink hair. "That's Nymhadora Tonks, but she prefers 'Dora'. Dora, these are my children, Y/N and Lana."
"It's so nice to meet you both!" Dora said to us as she shook our hands. "Addison's told me about you both, you sound wicked!"
"Dora here is studying to be an Auror," Mum said. "I'm taking over her training after Moody."
We continued to talk with Mum and Dora until the students poured in for the third task. Hermione and Ron came down to wish us all luck and Hermione pulled me away to talk. She looked like she was crying for a bit.
"Hey, 'Mione?" I asked as we were alone together. "Is everything okay?"
"A little bit," She said. "I'm just happy after this, the tournament is over right? I'm just worried about now. Won't it be dangerous? I'm just really scared if anything happens to you. I just want you to come back to me."
"There's so much we haven't done together, we haven't gone in the Muggle world, we haven't traveled out together, we haven't gotten married..." She went on until I stopped her by planting my lips on hers.
"And I will come back to you," I said as I kissed her again. "And we'll do those things. We'll go to the Muggle World together, we will travel together and we will get married. I promise you, we will do all those things together. Nothing can stop us, we're unstoppable together."
Tears were leaking out of Hermione's eyes as she peppered my face with small kisses. "I love you so much." she managed to say.
"And I love you too." I said. "And please don't cry, there's so bad for a pretty face like yours." I kissed her again as I wiped them off for her.
"I mentioned that part about us getting married, didn't I?" She said with a small chuckle.
"You did," I said. "And I would love to marry you when we're older. Something tells me that we would have something like that on the cards in the future."
If the first time I had the visions, and the nightmare was the same, it would have been absolutely certain that Hermione and I would get married.
"Ladies and gentlemen, in five minutes' time, I will be asking you to make your way down to the Quidditch field for the third and final task of the Triwizard Tournament." Dumbledore boomed. "Will the champions please follow Mr. Bagman down to the stadium now."
I looked at Hermione as she pressed her forehead on mine. "I love you," Hermione said. "Come home to me."
"I will, Love," I said.
"When you get back, I'll kiss you, I don't care who's watching." She kissed me and joined Mum, Dora, Luna, Newt, Tina and the rest of the Weasleys in the stands.
I joined Lana, Harry and the others as Bagman came down to us. "Feeling alright, you lot? Confident?"
"We're okay," Harry said as we approached the entrance of the maze.
"Earlier today, Professor Moody placed the Triwizard Cup," Dumbledore boomed to the audience. "Only he knows its exact position. Now as Mr. Diggory..."
The crowd went wild as Mr. Diggory held up Cedric's arm with pride.
"Mr. Potter, Mr. Lovegood and Miss Lovegood are tied in first position, they will be the first to enter the maze. Followed by Mr. Krum..."
The Bulgarain Lot went wild as Krum held up his fist. "And by Miss Delacour. The first person to touch the cup will be the winner. I've instructed the staff to control the perimeter," Dumbledore said. "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."
We all stood in front of the entrance in order of who goes first. "In the maze, you'll find no 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 lose yourselves along the way."
I looked in the maze. 'I'm gonna come back,' I thought to myself. 'I'll come back.'
Hermione's words echoed through my head as I stared in. "Champions!" Mad-Eye bellowed.
"On the count of three..." Dumbledore said. "ONE..." Before he could even get to two, the cannon went off as Filch shrugged and Dumbledore groaned. Cedric ran in first and then Harry did. After sometime, I ran in and tried to find either of them. I ran around for a while, trying to find anyone with my wand out. Hermione's words continued to echo in my head.
'I love you, not any other person but you. And no other person can make me think otherwise.'
'Cause in my heart, I know I'll always love you.'
'I have full and atmost confidence that you will save me, if I'm taken. Just know I love you so much.'
'Then promise me! Promise me you're going to be safe and you won't get yourself killed... You promise me, Y/N Lovegood, Promise me...'
'I love you. I love you so much.'
'Come home to me.'
I will, Hermione. I'm coming home to you.
I wasn't looking around where I was going but I managed to bump into someone, and a friendly one at that
"Fleur!" I said as she looked up and smiled before she hugged me.
"Oh, thank god!" Fleur said. "I found someone. Come on, better if we go through as partners."
"Sure," I said. "I just want this to end so I can go back to my girlfriend." Suddenly Fleur stopped as she spotted someone and guarded me as none other than Viktor Krum.
"You!" She said as she guarded me. "I'm not letting you come near him!"
Surprisingly, Krum didn't speak as his eyes were glossy white and he raised his wand. "Run!" Fleur shouted.
"What about you!?" I yelled.
"Don't worry about me!" She shouted back. "I'm not letting him hurt someone I care for as a younger brother and sister!" I was about to object, but Fleur yelled to run. Krum knocked her out as she was swallowed by the plants.
Krum looked up and said, "Crucio" in a cold voice. I dodged it quickly as I fired back some spells at him, but he blew me back as he drew his wand.
"Time to die," Krum said coldly. I didn't like the guy, but I knew he wouldn't resort to this. Someone's controlling him.
"Hey, Krummy!" A familiar voice said as Krum turned around.
"Get the hell away from my brother, you bitch," Lana said.
Lana POV
I found my brother cornered by Krum as he turned himself around to face me. "Crucio!" Krum yelled in a distorted voice. I moved out of the way as I froze the floor in front of him, causing him to slip and slide on it. He fired some other spells at me as I continued to dodge them while Y/N pulled rocks together with his wand and flung it to Krum, knocking him out on the ground.
As Y/N got up, he kicked Krum in the side. "That's what you get, dickhead," He said as he hugged me. "You saved my life, Sis!"
"You're welcome," I said. "Where's Fleur?"
"She sacrificed herself for me," Y/N said. "She was protecting me from Krum and said we were like a brother and sister to her."
"She did that for us?" I asked. "Wow..."
Krum groaned, stood up again and was about to fire a spell at us before he was hit by another. And none other than Cedric Diggory who attacked him.
"Get down!" Cedric commanded as Harry ran in and fired more at Krum.
"He's bewitched!" Y/N said. "Someone's Imperioused him!"
"Get off me!" Cedric said as he was attacking Krum. He pushed Krum to the ground and punched him, making sure he was knocked out this time.
"Damn..." Harry said. "Didn't know you'd do that."
"Some game, huh?" Cedric asked. "So many things to kill you... let's find the cup, shall we?"
We searched for the Cup for another 30 minutes until we found the glowing cup in the center. The same one that plagued our nightmares.
"Together, on three..." Harry said.
"NO!" Y/N said as Harry and Cedric grabbed the cup. "We can't do it all together. Cedric, I'm sorry, but you can't take it."
"How come?" He asked in a kind manner, not rude whatsoever. I thought he was gonna doubt Y/N, but he saw the look on his face and knew he was serious.
"Cause we've seen what happens," I said. "We will be taken to another place, but you won't come back with us."
"Cause you will be killed," Y/N continued. "Peter Pettigrew will kill you with the Killing Curse. If you think we're making this up, we're not."
"Are you telling me the truth?" Cedric said.
"Yes, we wouldn't tell you a lie." I said.
"Then I trust you," Cedric said. "I'll let the judges know about Krum and Fleur. You go on!" He ran off to Krum's body and sent up red sparks.
"The timeline is changing," Y/N said. "I've always wanted to say that. Now, we go on three."
"Right then," Harry said. "You both ready?" We nodded. "Right... one... two... THREE!"
We held on to the Triwizard Cup and suddenly the cup shifted to the place we had seen in our nightmares. The graveyard.
"This is the place." Harry said. "You two okay?"
"Yeah, you?" Y/N said. "The Cup must be a Portkey."
Suddenly, Harry dipped down in pain and clutched his scar. We feel the same, our heads felt like they were about to split open. A figure walked down the hill as the voice called out, "KILL THE SP-- Where is the Diggory boy, Wormtail!?!?"
"I-I-I do not know, my Lord," Wormtail stuttered with fear.
Y/N laughed with joy. "My plan worked, you idiots!" He said. "Cedric doesn't die today! He lives on, dickheads!"
"No matter!" The baby-thing yelled. "Give them something to remember, servant, Roiser would like them warmed up for him to torture."
"CRUCIO!" Wormtail yelled at us as the spell hit us as white-hot pain spread through our bodies while Wormtail pushed Harry towards a statue that said,
"TOM RIDDLE."
Harry POV
"You!" I yelled at Pettigrew as the thing commanded him, "Do it, now!" Pettigrew took the thing, dropped it into a cauldron and pulled out a bone from his pocket. Y/N and Lana still seized in pain as the pain went through their bodies.
"Bone of the father, unwillingly given," Wormtail muttered as he dropped the bone. "You will renew your son."
'Please, let it drown," I thought to myself. 'Please, let it drown.'
As the bone entered the mixture, it hissed and bubbled. Although I hoped it would have killed that baby-thing.
Wormtail now whimpered as he drew a silver dagger from his cloak. "Flesh -- of the servant -- w-willingly -- you will -- revive -- your master." He stretched his hand and brought up his dagger. I closed my eyes as I heard the dagger slash his hand off into the cauldron. Wormtail, now with one hand, brought his dagger towards me.
"B-blood of the enemy... forcibly taken... you will... resurrect your foe." Wormtail said as he drew my blood from my right arm and dropped it into the cauldron. He then walked to Y/N and Lana, took their blood as well and dropped it into the cauldron with mine.
"Blood of -- the former..." Wormtail gasped. "You will -- allow the sorcerer's power -- to grow." He sobbed as he held the stump of his bleeding arm.
'Please let it have drowned,' I thought to myself. ' let it have gone wrong. . . .'
Suddenly, the cauldron sparked as white steam came out and a figure came out of the cauldron, thin as a skeleton with white skin and no nose whatsoever.
"Robe me..." The figure said coldly. Y/N and Lana stopped seizing as they laid their eyes on the figure as it grinned at us.
Lord Voldemort had risen again.
"My wand, Wormtail," He asked as he brought out his hand, to which he gave him his wand. "Hold out your arm."
Wormtail looked astonished. "Master," He said. "Thank you master."
"The other arm, Wormtail," Voldemort chuckled evily as he took the arm with the Dark Mark embedded into it. He pointed his wand onto his arm and Wormtail moaned in pain.
The sky began darker as figures in dark robes and masks appeared out of nowhere.
"Welcome, my friends." Voldemort greeted with an evil grin. "13 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, all but my most trusted advisor, more trusted than Lestrange."
"Not you, Avery."
"Neither you, Crabbe, Goyle."
"I expected you, Poisonwood."
"Nott, certainly not you."
Voldemort slashed at all the Death Eaters as they screamed in pain. "Not even you, Lucius."
"PIECE OF SHIT!" Y/N yelled at them, but Voldemort ignored him.
"My lord." Lucius said. "Had I detected any sign or even a whisper of your whereabouts..."
"There were signs, my friend. And more than whispers."
"I assure you I never renounced the old ways..."
"YOU SHOULD HAVE, DOUCHE!" Lana yelled.
"The face I have been obliged to present each day since your absence, that was my true mask."
"I returned." Wormtail muttered.
"Out of fear, not loyalty." Voldemort corrected him. "Still you have proved yourself useful these past few months, Wormtail." he put his wand towards the stump as a silver liquid material went over it and formed a new metallic hand.
"Thank you master," Wormtail pleaded. "Thank you."
Voldemort then walked over to the twins as he laid his bony fingers on Y/N's head and Lana's as well. "Ah, the grandchildren of Grindelwald." He said. "I brought someone here for you, an old family friend of yours."
One of the Death Eaters, one Voldemort didn't hurt at all, stood up and walked over to them. "I would introduce you to Nathan Roiser," Voldemort said as the Death Eater unmasked himself. "Your mother's half-brother... and your uncle."
(A/N: Faceclaim - Tom Ellis for Nathan Roiser.)
"Bullshit!" Y/N said. "Grindelwald only had our mother!"
Nathan kicked him in the chest. "You are partially right." He growled. "Before Grindelwald met my mother, she was with my father. But when Grindelwald came along, she left us! I vow to kill all of his bloodline and all they care about, my half-sister, my bastard niece and nephew, that ginger blood-traitor and that Mudblood bitch..."
Y/N's eye glowed. "Don't... you... dare... call her that."
Nathan chuckled. "Why shouldn't I, nephew?" He asked. "She is a Mudblood, isn't she? And you fell for her. You disgust me." He pushed him to the ground as Lana glared at him.
"I'll kill you," Y/N yelled. "I'LL KILL YOU! AND I DON'T CARE WHAT THE HELL YOU THINK, I LOVE HER!"
"Don't touch them!" I yelled.
"Harry!" Voldemort shouted with glee. "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 really 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." Voldemort said with his evil smile. "I could not touch you. It was old magic, something I should have forseen. But no matter, no matter. Things have changed, I can touch you now!"
He put his hand on my head and I cried in pain while Nathan yelled, "CRUCIO!" towards the twins as they yelled in pain.
"Astonishing, what a few drop of your blood will do, eh, Harry?" Voldemort grinned. "Will you die here?" he removed his hand from my forehead and looked at Nathan. "I trust you are enjoying this, Roiser?" he asked him.
"Oh, yes, my Lord," Nathan said as he continued the torture. "I've missed this. So much. And punishing these bastards as well."
"Pick up your wand, Harry!" Voldemort yelled as he released me. "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!"
"You're a son of a bitch, you know that, Voldy?" Voldemort looked back as he saw Y/N and Lana up on their feet and in a different position than how Nathan saw them. Y/N spotted Wormtail's dagger, grabbed it and teleported to Nathan and did the unthinkable.
Y/N cut off Nathan's whole arm from his lower elbow and scarred his eye.
Nathan cried in pain as Y/N teleported back to us. "That's for threatening my girlfriend," He said coldly.
"Fine then!" Voldemort said. "AVADA KEDAVRA!"
"EXPELLIARMUS!" I yelled at him, crossing the streams of the wands, not killing me or disarming him. Some of the Death Eaters went towards Nathan while most including Lucius ran towards Y/N and Lana.
"You ready for something risky, sis?" Y/N asked.
"Get away from these bastards?" Lana said. "Gladly." The Death Eaters surrounded us in a circle as Y/N and Lana put their back to mine and said,
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"Protego Diabolica." As their eyes shone through the blue flames surrounding us.