TRULY REALITY [A Harry Potter Fanfiction]

CHAPTER 17| Darkness

I woke up, feeling like I was being restricted in moving. A shuffle and a 'NO' is what made me open my eyes. I was outside and it was dark. I tried to keep quiet but the site in front of me, made me scream. A person was lying in front of my feet. The person's eyes were glazed over, a look of horror and worry plastered across his face. Cedric. I thought I could save him. But yet here I am, tied up and witnessing something I tried to stop.

Peter Pettigrew just did the ritual, whatever spell cast on me, restricted me from turning my head; witnessing Pettigrew cut of his whole hand. I felt queasy, my stomach doing somersaults, my chest tightened with the sight in front of me. This was scary and disturbing in real life; especially since this is my life and the people getting attacked where my family and friends.

A slimy figure erupted from the cauldron. Voldemort talked to Harry not even glancing into my direction; like I was invisible. Voldemort touched Harry's forehead and Harry erupted into screams. "Ah. Smith. I've heard about you yes. A time traveler I heard. Let's see shall we?" Voldemort said, in his cold raspy voice.

Memories flooded my brain; but a lot more painful. My head was pounding. Me having fun with my family, me hanging out with Alice. Alice telling me about how she was going away. How I landed here. I tried pushing Voldemort out of my mind, but I was no occlumence. More images flashed in my brain; my friends here, the Weasleys, Terrance. But none was of the future events that were to happen. "ENOUGH!" I screamed.

"Tsk. Tsk. Weak. Blinded by love and emotions. But you have a power. Join me and together we can rule. I shall not harm the Weasleys." He said. "That's a chance in a million. My answer is No." I said. "I'll harm, torture anyone and everyone you care about. You join, and their safe." He continued. "Hmph. As if you get me and you'll be an angel. No way." I said; I still don't how I got the courage to do that.

He pointed his wand at me, "CRUCIO!" Pain. Pain like I never knew before. Like a thousand hot knives were stabbed and pricked into me; some turning themselves in my flesh. And then it stopped. My throat raspy from screaming and my vision blurry. A beeping sound left in my ears.

Death Eaters started arriving; asking for forgiveness from the dark lord; kissing the hem of his robes. The ropes around me were still there and could not turn over. After refusing once more, I guess he gave up. He said, "You're of no use. A spell I see, I cannot access the future events that you know off. But I know that today, I shall get rid of Harry Potter. The boy who lived will soon die." He then pointed his wand at me, "You're a spare to my plan too. Alas, no respect too. You'll wish you had though. The Dark Lord can be merciful, but for you filthy mudblood, I shall give you a slow and painful death. Enough time to say goodbye maybe." A nonverbal spell came my way.

My insides were burning, a little less painful than the cruciatus curse. Harry and Voldemort started their duel. Be over with it fast. I said in my mind. I should not die yet, I have to save them. I could not save Cedric, but I have to save the others; Sirius, Fred, Remus, Tonks, Dobby.

I squirmed against the ropes still on the ground, and after what felt like a long time Harry came and caught both me and Cedric and then the cup. The world swirled, I felt like I was being pulled. "Hold on a little longer. We're almost there." Harry told. My heart was now beating faster; I could feel life leaving me drip by drip. It was like sitting tied up in a sinking ship.

We touched the ground; the crowd cheered, not knowing the horror waiting down hear. "He's back. Voldemort is back." said Harry in despair. I felt a familiar hand in mine and another familiar voice said, "Hold on. We're taking you to madam Pomfrey." said George. The hand was that of Terrance. I saw the pathways and corridors flash past me in a blur. "Dumbledore." I croaked out. "Call Dumbledore. Important" I said. "I'll go get him" said Fred and I heard his footsteps fading away.

"Oh No! What happened?" said Madam Pomfrey. "She somehow was with Harry and Diggory. Diggory's dead and she..." George looked at me. "Put her down here. Fast. Walter, go get my potion box from my drawer." Madam Pomfrey said, as she examined me using her wand.

"Dear, do you remember anything about the spell. The light? Incantation?" She asked in a hurry. "No. It was a non-verbal spell. No light. Nothing." I said, each word with a lot of effort. There was a large boom as the door opened and Dumbledore entered. "Dumbledore. Harry. Go to Harry. It's not Moody. He's an imposter. He's-" I could not complete it, as the world went black.

Darkness.