The Lonely Potter

Voldemort

Running around the maze, trying to get closer to the cup,Harry tried to fight all the obstacles in his path,so far he been lucky not be be gravely injured except for a few scratches here and there.He kept moving towards north-east to get to the cup when he heard a scream,it's was a high pitch shrill and he knew it was fluer Delacour,his fellow competitor,he thought she might have been in a problem and thought to help her,but then he thought it wasn't going to be deathly at all,the judges won't let any champion die,would they,so he made his way to the cup, determined to find it and get this over with.

He had mixed feelings earlier about winning the tournament but as he grew closer and deeper into the maze,he knew he desired to win this,to show people he was with something,to show them he was not just the elder brother of the BWL,to show his parents what he was capable,but mostly to make a name for himself,he had offcourse thought what he would do with the prize money, firstly he would gift himself a Firebolt,the fastest broom,and he was crazy about it,he had an old Nimbus 2000,from his first year and he was thinking of changing it now,but didn't had enough savings to buy a firebolt and he most certainly wasn't going to ask his parents for any money,nor did he want to take anymore favours from the Snape's,the money would make him financially independent till he graduated from Hogwarts and found a job,he would easily move out of the house once he was of age without thinking of how to earn money,he would become independent in every sense then,he could afford a roof for himself.He was determined to win this now as he moved closer to the center of the maze.

He was being careful of his steps but that didn't slow him down at all,he turned right and saw the shining cup in front of his eyes,his eyes sparkled and he was about to make his way towards the cup when he saw Cedric running towards it from beside the other bush,Harry ran after him not wanting to loose when atlast he could win,he ran and tried to outrun him,but Cedric suddenly fell on the ground because of wild roots,they were tangling him, trying to choke him and bury him under the ground,Harry was in a delima,he knew what he should do,but that would be very Huffelpuff of him helping others,he was a Slytherin for merlins sake,why couldn't he always just act like one he thought.

He sighed and turned towards Cedric and blasted the roots of off him and helped him to his feet.

"Thanks I thought you would leave"Cedric said panting for breath.

"I thought so"Harry said.

"So let's see who wins now"Harry said before Cedric could say anything and ran towards the cup,Cedric shocked for a moment but followed him,both ran neck to neck, struggling to outrun the other.

And then Harry touched the cup first,but Cedric managed to get hold of the other handle only a second later,both felt a pull and a familiar feeling of being pulled in their navel and both hit the ground.

"It's a portkey"Harry said touching the cup.

"You won"Cedric said.

"..umm..yes..I guess I did, though you played well too"Harry said with red cheeks.

"Where are we but?"Cedric asked.

Harry looked around the maze and saw a man wearing a hood walking towards them holding something in his hand,the face wasn't cleared but Merlin knew Harry felt weired in his chest seeing the pair and the place itself was creepier,they were in a graveyard.

"Kill the spare"Said a cold menacing voice and Harry knew what it was and what it was gonna do,he shoved the cup into Cedric's hand and pushed him to the ground before the killing curse hit him.Lying on his front he looked at Cedric who looked frightened and said.

"Let's get out of here"Was all Harry said before the Portkey was activated and Cedric vanished but Harry was yanked back by the hooded figure.

Harry stood up and held his wand tighter in his hand and looked at the man who only glared at him,he could make out that he was holding a bundle of robes.

"What do you want?"Harry said in the same cold stern voice.

"You"Said the same cold menacing voice and Harry knew who it was....... Voldemort.

"Voldemort?"Harry said and the voice cackled a lil.

"See what I have become,a feeble man,who needs care for every single thing"Voldemort hissed.

Harry knew he had to get out of this place real quick,so he immediately though of turning into his animagus form,but as he tried he found himself unable to do so,he tried again but failed.

"You can't turn now"Said the man and Harry recognised it,it was that betrayer Pettigrew.

"You"Harry said and Pettigrew laughed cruelly at him.

"What do you want from me?"Harry asked staring at Voldemort.

"Wormtail"Said the cold voice.

Pettigrew waved his wand and Harry was tied in ropes,he tried to get rid of the robes but his hands were tied too tightly and he couldn't move them to even do wandless magic,he was helplessly dragged by Pettigrew and then pushed against a grave where he hit his head and it started bleeding,he watched Pettigrew bring a large cauldron and then lit fire beneath it.He struggled with the robes,but his legs,his hands,his torso everything was tied tightly with ropes,it had started to pain him.He didn't knew what was their motive and what part was he supposed to play in it.

He saw Pettigrew fill the cauldron with water and quickly Pettigrew then took the bundle of robes which now had Voldemort in it and put it into the boiling cauldron.Harry now knew what they were trying to do,he understood that Pettigrew was trying to raise Voldemort again and somehow they were going to use Harry for it,it should have been Hayden but as Harry took the blame of putting the parchment in the Goblet,he was here,he was glad Hayden wasn't here because he knew his stupid brother wasn't well prepared to face Voldemort yet and would have surely been dead by now if he hadn't saved his ass at times.

"Bone of the father unwillingly given,shall help to rise my master"Pettigrew said and a bone appeared from the grave near him and then it was put into the cauldron.

"Flesh of the servant willingly given to rise his master"Pettigrew said and then in a second his hand was cut of his arm and Harry winced as he saw that,and Pettigrew cried in pain trying to control his bleeding arm.

"Blood of the enemy unwillingly taken to rise my lord"Pettigrew said and went near Harry and made a cut on his arm and took the blood in a vial and then put it into the boiling cauldron.

The cauldron started boiling madly after that and soon a white disbodied figure rose from the cauldron, slowly slowly it was trying to take the shape of a human, growing in size and length.Then there was a bright light which made Harry close his eyes.

When Harry opened his eyes,he saw Voldemort in a human form,though his face was ugly with no nose and only slits like a snake and his eyes were blood red,skin highly pale and no hairs on the head just a bald head like an egg.

"Wormtail your hand"Voldemort said and took wormtail's left hand and pressed the dark mark on his forearm.

"Let me go now"Harry demanded.

"Ahh,not so quick now boy"Voldemort said in a slow cold hiss.

"You ruined my chance at having my powers last time,now tell me,how do you possess so much power?"Voldemort asked and Harry scoffed.

"I don't know,let me go"Harry said.

Soon there were black smoke surrounding the maze and black cloaked figures came to the maze standing in a circle around Voldemort and Harry.