After sometime back at the arena, Harry appeared with Cedric's body.
The crowd didn't understand what has taken place and they all continued cheering, triumphant music starteds to play. But I saw Harry weeping over Cedric's body.
"Nooo!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, breaking down making the crowd go silent. They all finally realised what had happened. George quickly wrapped his arms around me trying to calm me down.
"Harry! Harry!" Dumbledore tried to prize Harry from Cedric's body but he refused to move. "Tell me what happened!"
"Let me through! That's my son! My boy!" Amos breaks down wailing. The crowd looked on distraught.
"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." Harry cried.
I sprinted down the stairs kneeling down next to Cedric. I was a sobbing mess.
"Y/N, he's back!" Harry was crying.
"It's alright, Harry. It's alright, he's home, you both are." Dumbledore assured. "Minerva, please take back Miss Knight to her friends."
McGonagall pulled me off the ground. George and Fred ran towards me taking me away.
Later after the incident, everyone was leaving, going home. The holidays started. There's a large crowd gathered outside Hogwarts.
Viktor Krum gave Hermione a kiss and hands and handed her some paper. Ron was sitting alone. The french sisters approached him, they both in turned gave him a kiss on the head and bid him.
The Beauxbatons girls left in uniform, the crowd applauded. The Durmstrang boys left too, shaking hands as they went.
"You'll write to us, won't you?" George asked with Fred standing next to him.
"I will and you both will write as well, okay?" I asked.
"Of course." They said in unison then left hugging me tightly, kissing me on the head.
"Do you think we'll ever just have a quiet year at Hogwarts?" Ron asked.
"No." I mumbled.
"No I don't think so."
"Everything's going to change now, isn't it?"
Hermione asked.
"Yes. But Y/N being on our side, we don't have to be scared at all." He said.
"You think I'm going to be that good at saving people?" I asked standing beside Harry.
"I'm sure, yes." He smiled.
"Promise you'll write this summer. The three of you." Hermione gave a forced smile.
"Well, I won't. You know I won't!" Ron said.
"Harry will, won't you? And you too
Y/N?" I nodded.
"Yeah. Every week." Harry said then we looked over the balcony, the flying horses pulling a carriage headed off into the distance. The Bulgarians ship went underwater. Like this, fourth year ended.
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Mischievous Glint | George Weasley
FanfictionIn a world overshadowed by the looming threat of Voldemort, George Weasley finds himself inexplicably drawn to Y/N, the only daughter of the Wizarding World's wealthiest and most influential family. As fate would have it, she is destined to play a c...
