Reliving the Past, Present, and Future

Chapter 27

*A/N the memory is in italics to avoid confusion for these specific memories*

"The Third Task."

Teddy poured the contents into the basin, dramatically flourished his wand, and brought the memory out like a projection screen at a Muggle cinema. 

"Wicked," murmured the twins, their brains whirring about with different inventions and prototypes.

The scene projected the very same Great Hall students were being held hostage in by the strange wizard with the blue hair. 

Professor McGonagall entered into the Great Hall where 4th years, Harry and Ron, were talking in low unintelligible whispers amongst the room of students.

"Champions are to meet with their family after breakfast!" the professor announced. 

Harry's jaw dropped, looking at Ron with alarm. "My aunt and uncle can't seriously be here. They hate magic."  

A few murmurings could be heard around the Great Hall, more curious glances being casted at a red-faced Potter. Their thoughts similar: Harry Potter's family hates magic?

"I dunno," said Ron with a shrug, his mouth full with scrambled eggs. He crammed a few sausages into his mouth. "'ood 'uck," he continued, his cheeks puffed out with food, grabbing his bag and exiting the Great Hall. 

Hermione and Ginny wrinkled their noses and exchanged a look. 

A few quiet snickers could be heard from the Gryffindor table and Ron's face was now scarlet.

Harry's face remained perplexed as he watched Fleur, Cedric, and Krum exit to a side door of the Great Hall. 

Cedric poked his head out of the door, beaming at Harry. "C'mon! They're waiting!"

Cho started crying, hearing Cedric's voice for the first time since his passing. Many Hufflepuffs who knew Cedric paled and wore stricken expressions seeing their housemate and friend again.

Harry felt guilt gnawing at his insides, hearing the familiar quiet tears of a certain Ravenclaw, but Ginny squeezed his hand and moved even closer to his side so their thighs were touching. 

Harry looked even more bewildered and slowly made his way to Cedric. 

The scene showed Cedric, Fleur, and Krum conversing in quiet conversations with their families, and then Harry turned. 

"Surprise!" said a familiar plump woman with red hair near a fireplace.

Draco Malfoy was tempted to shout an insult about Harry's lack of parentage, but something held him back. It was odd, he thought, tilting his head as he looked at the wizard with black hair at the Gryffindor table. His expression was grim and he was looking at the table instead of the memory. Draco has never hesitated to hurl an insult, but flashes of abuse on a young child with black hair and a scar on his forehead slithered into his thoughts and memory. 

He was learning Occulumency, but that was about keeping thoughts out, not seeing memories that weren't his. Draco wasn't remotely trained in legilimens... The Slytherin lightly shook his head, concentrating back on the stupid projected memory. 

"Alright?" said Bill Weasley with a grin and shaking Harry's hand, sporting his shoulder length red hair and fanged earring. "We've come to watch the final task! Been ages since I've been back."

"Mind giving us a tour, Harry, dear?" said Mrs. Weasley, looking cheerful. 

Harry realized with a start how youthful Mrs. Weasley looked only a year ago, and how the stress of Voldemort's return and the Order of the Phoenix was taking its toll on the matriarch. His mind flashed back to the boggart she tried removing this past summer showing her dead family and Harry.