Hermione P.O.V
"Since you're the closest thing Potter has. You'll have to do." Pettigrew says.
"Do it. Now." A raspy voice says. Pettigrew turns around and unwraps the creature before throwing it into the cauldron.
"A bone of the father unwillingly given." He says levitating a bone. Suddenly it catches on fire and he drops it into the cauldron. He puts his wand away. He pulls out a blade. "Flesh of a servant willingly sacrificed." He says as he cuts the back of his right hand and lets out a scream of pain.
"And blood of the enemy." He uses the blade to cut the right arm sleeve of my jumper. Before I can process what's happening I feel pain spread throughout my arm as the dagger cuts my skin. He drops the blood into the cauldron and when the last drop falls I feel pain and let out a scream. The cauldron bursts into flames and Pettigrew runs back. The fire morphs into a creature and then into a figure.
Pettigrew looks at the figure shocked as it takes a few steps towards him. He lets out a raspy chuckle.
"My wand Wormtail." Pettigrew gets the want out before kneeling in front of the figure.
"Hold out your arm." The figure says.
"Master. Thank you Master." Pettigrew says. At Pettigrew's words I realize that the figure is Lord Voldemort himself.
"The other arm Wormtail." Pettigrew holds out his other arm and Voldemort grabs his wrist and points his wand to what looks like a faded version of the dark mark. When Voldemort casts the spell the dark mark goes back to being fully normal.
Voldemort looks at the sky and I notice a bunch of dark clouds of black smoke coming towards us. I look around to see all the figures with masks on.
"Welcome my friends. 13 years it's been and yet..." He says turning to face me. "Here you stand before me as though it were only yesterday. But I confess myself disappointed. Not one of you tried to find me. Crabbe." He says pulling off one of the figures masks. "Goyle." He pulls another figure's mask off. He approaches the last standing figure. "Not even you. Lucius." He says with a snarl before taking his mask off to reveal the one and only Lucius Malfoy standing there before he falls to his knees.
"My lord, had I detected any sign or whisper of your whereabouts-"
"There were signs my slippery friend and more than whispers."
"I assure you my lord I have never renounce the old ways. But this." Lucius says standing up. "I have been obliged to present each day since your absence. That is my true mask."
"I returned." Pettigrew says nervously. When Voldemort approaches him he cowers in fear.
"Out of fear, not of loyalty." Voldemort snarls at the chubby man. "Still you have proved yourself worthy these past few months Wormtail." Voldemort gets his wand and casts a spell that gives Pettigrew a new hand except it's silver and looks like a robotic hand.
"Thank you master." The man says almost breathlessly admiring his new hand. "Thank you."
Voldemort approaches Cedric's body. "Oh." He tuts. "Such a handsome boy." He says pushing Cedric's face with his bare foot.
"Don't touch him." I yell. When Voldemort looks at me I shut my eyes tightly.
"Miss Granger. I had almost forgotten you were here. Standing on the bones of my father. I'd introduce you but word has it that you're almost as famous as me these days." He looks at me up and down before looking towards his followers.
"The boy who lived. His best friend who just so happens to be the brightest witch of her age as well as a muggleborn." He turns back to face me. "How lies have fed your best friends legend. Should I really reveal what happened that night 13 years ago?" He says and I feel my breathing pick up. "Should I divulge into how I really lost my powers?" He walks towards his followers. "It was love. You see when sweet Lily Potter gave her life for her only son she provided the ultimate protection. I could not touch him. It was old magic. Something I should have foreseen. But no matter. No matter. Things have changed." He appears in front of me. "I can touch him now." He puts his finger on my forehead and I feel pain course through my body. I let out a scream. He then takes his finger off my forehead and laughs. "Astonishing on what a few drops of your blood can do ay? Pick up your wand Granger." He says walking away. I fall to the floor. I look at my wand and then Voldemort.
"I said pick it up. Pick it up. Get up." I crawl over and grab my wand. "You'll be taught how to duel, I presume. Yes? First we bow to each other." He bows slightly. "Come on Miss Granger how nice it is must be observed. Dumbledore wouldn't want you to forget your manners would he?" I feel myself unable to respond. "I said bow." He raises his wand and I double over in pain. "That's better. But now." He runs at me at full speed and knocks me over. "Crucio." I squirm on the floor feeling thousands of knives have just been pushed into me at once. I feel my breathing quicken. He stops the curse and I manage to set my breathing straight again. "That a girl Hermione. Your parents would be proud especially since their filthy muggles."
"Expelliarmus." I shout trying to disarm him. He deflects the spell and sends me rolling in the grass.
"I'm going to kill you Hermione Granger. And as of tonight when people talk about you they'll talk about how you begged for death and I the merciful lord obliged." There's a moment silence before he forces me to stand up. He walks towards his death eaters and I quickly walk in the opposite direction. He fires a spell before speaking.
"Don't you dare turn your back on me Hermione Granger. I want you to look at me in the eye when I tell you to. I want to see the light disappear from your eyes." I feel anger boil up inside of me before forcing myself to stand up and approach Voldemort and his followers. I stand across from him.
"Have it your way." There's a brief silence before we shout spells at the same time.
"Expelliarmus."
"Avada Kedavra." There's red light coming out of my wand and green light coming out of Voldemort's wand. There is a white light where the spells meet. I feel my strength start to weaken but then I push more force into the spell. There's a bright light that comes out of the middle and it looks like Cedric. I notice the other figures. One figure is stood beside me telling me to get to the port key. I hear Cedric say something.
"Hermione take my body back will you. Take my body back to my father." I nod trying to hold the spell. The other figure tells me to let go so I do. All the figures fly towards Voldemort. I run to Cedric's body and point my wand at the trophy.
"Accio." I reach out for the trophy only to land back at Hogwarts hunched over a dead Cedric Diggory.
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My yellow
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