When they got there they started to stand up.
"Where are we?" Cedric said.
Neville looked around.
"I've been here before. I've been here before, in a dream."
He looked at the stone and saw Tom Riddle.
"Cedric, we have to get back to the cup, now!"
"What are you talking about?" he said.
Suddenly they heard something and they looked up. Then Neville's scar lit on fire.
"Ahh!"
He fell to her knees and held his scar.
"Neville!" he said.
"Get back to the cup. Ah!"
"Who are you?! What do you want?!" he asked with his wand out.
"Kill the spare!" someone said.
"Avada Kadevera!" someone else said.
"No! Cedric!"
Suddenly he was being picked up and locked. He looked down and saw Wormtail.
"Do it, now!"
So he picked him up and let him in the potion.
"Bone, of the father unknowingly given. You will renew your son." he said.
The bone went inside the potion.
Then he put the wand in his pocket and took out a knife.
"Flesh, of the servant willingly sacrificed. You will revive your master."
Then he cut off his hand.
He looked up at Neville and walked over to him.
"Blood, of the enemy forcibly taken. You will resurrect your foe."
He put the knife on her arm.
"Ahh!" he yelled in pain.
Then he took some of his blood and headed to the potion.
"The Dark Lord, shall rise, again!" he said tapping some blood.
Neville started yelling in pain.
Something was in the air getting clothes on them. Then he saw someone he hadn't seen in three years, Lord Voldemort. Like Tom Riddle said two years ago, he had risen again.
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Neville Longbottom, the boy who lived year 4
FanfictionThis is year 4. I played around with something to do with the first task. I don't know if you'll love this one but I don't care.