Finally Neville was back and crying. There had been a screen for the task. He could barely move from tiredness and pain. Tired from the task and pain from the duel and torture curse twice.
"Neville!"
He looked up and saw Harry, Sirius, Remus and James and Lily run to him.
When they got to him he cried. Remus rubbed his shoulder gently while Lily held onto him.
James stood there rubbing his other shoulder.
He started to calm down but didn't let go of Lily and neither did James, Sirius or Remus.
"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!" he said while Dumbledore sat behind him.
"It's alright Neville, you're home, you both are." he said back.
"Keep everybody in their seats! A boys just been killed." Fudge said.
"Let me through, let me through! That's my son! That's my boy. My BOY!" Amus said crying.
Suddenly Moody started to get Neville off of his friends and family.
"Easy, easy, this is not where you want to be right now."
"Alastor-" Remus started.
"No Remus, he's right. We'll be back in a few minutes." Dumbledore said.
So they headed to Moody's office.
When they got to his office he shut the door.
"You alright Longbottom? Does it hurt, that?" he asked pointing his hand on his arm.
"Not so much now."
"Perhaps I better take a look at it?"
So he looked at his arm and put a finger on it.
"The Cup was a portkey." he said.
"What he like?" he asked.
"Who? Ah!"
"The Dark Lord. What was it like, to stand in his presents?"
Suddenly he started to change form.
"I don't know, it was like one of my nightmares."
Moody looked around for some potions. "Were there others? In the graveyard were there others?"
"I don't, think I ever said anything about a graveyard."
"Marvelous creatures dragons aren't they? Big Cedric Diggory. And Seamus Finnegan a witness wonder. Couldn't have given you gillyweed if I'd given him that book!"
"It was you from the beginning. You put my name in the goblet of fire! You bewitched Krum! But, but-"
"But, but, but. You won because I made it so Longbottom. But now the deed is done. Imagine what he will reward me, when I silence the great, Neville Longbottom."
"Expelliarmus!"
Then the door burst open and Dumbledore, Snape and a few other people appeared.
"Severus!"
He opened the bottle of Veritaserum and poured it into Moody's mouth.
"Do you know who I am?"
"Albus Dumbledore."
"Are you Alastor Moody? Are you?!"
"No."
"Is he in this room? Is he in this room?!"
He turned his head and pointed at the metal container.
" Neville away from there!"
McGonagall pushed him away from it then Snape used his wand and unlocked it. Then they walked over to it.
"You alright Alister?"
"I'm sorry Albus." Moody said his hand over his eye.
"We'll get you out in a minute."
"That's Moody, but then that's who?"
Snape opened the bottle and sniffed it. "Polyjuice potion."
"Now we know who's been stealing from your stores Severus."
Suddenly they heard something and turned around.
"Ah!"
It was Crouch jr. Then he started to jump and grab Neville.
" Neville!" Dumbledore said.
"I'll show you mine if you show me yours." He took out his arm.
"Your arm Neville." Dumbledore said and took it out.
"Ah!" he said and winced.
"You know what it means don't you? The Dark Lord has returned."
"Send an owl to Azkaban, tell them we found one of their missing people."
"I'll be welcome back like a hero!"
"Perhaps but we don't have time for that now."
After that they went to Dumbledore's office.
"What did you want to tell me Harry? Neville?" Dumbledore asked.
"The truth about something. I didn't do the first task." Neville said.
"What? But we saw you do it. And I heard that Harry was working on teaching you how to fly a better way."
"I did it." Harry said.
Dumbledore sat there confused and shocked.
"How?"
"Tonks isn't the only metamorphamugus." Harry said.
"Who is the other one?" Dumbledore asked with an idea.
"Me." Harry said then turned into Neville. "That's how I did the first challenge. You can tell the school if you want."
"It would be better if they knew."
Harry nodded then they left.
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Neville Longbottom, the boy who lived year 4
FanficThis 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.