Marauder's Daughter (Eventual Tom Riddle X OC)

Chapter 50: Aftermath

The sounds of the stadium full of people reach our ears as I get launched off of Voldemort once again after we collide with the ground. I rise up and point my wand at Voldemort as people around us go from cheering to screaming as he takes a full circle, realizing where he is and what I just did.

"Well played, Harry Potter." Voldemort says in a ghost of a whisper that I barely hear, and I smirk arrogantly at him, not an expression that Harry would usually have, but not caring at the moment.

"It's Voldemort!" I scream out like Harry would. "He's back! Voldemort's back!" I can see all the teachers and Ministry members all drawing their wands, Dumbledore advancing the fastest on him, but Voldemort casts a large explosion type of spell at all of us, and then literally flies away at top speeds, fleeing the scene. Those hit in the explosion all get back up, and panic ensues. I get up a little slower than everyone else since I'm injured already, the blast having just done more damage to me.

"Come with me Potter, you need to get out of here." Fake Moody growls in my ear, sneaking up behind me and grabbing me by the arm tightly and taking my wand away.

"Get away from me, you traitor!" I scream out, and use a take down attack to break from his hold and knock him down. Snape is the nearest one to me, and I lock eyes with him and tap my head, and allow him to read into my mind then.

'Snape, Moody is actually Barty Crouch Junior in disguise, help me stop him.' I say in my mind as he reads it, and his eyes widen once he realizes it's me and not Harry. Snape stares for a moment longer, and then points his wand at Moody who is almost back up and wraps bindings around the imposter, then disarms him of both his wand and mine. I walk over and take my wand back from the Potions master as he holds it out.

"Don't let anyone know." Snape says in a whisper to me, and I nod in acknowledgement. I take a quick swig of the Polyjuice potion while hiding behind his back just before the other teachers and ministry officials come to join us.

"What is going on? Harry, what happened?" Dumbledore asks quickly, but still managing to stay calm.

"The cup was a portkey, it took me to a graveyard, and Peter Pettigrew used a dark potion of some type to bring Voldemort back to full power. We fought, and I escaped by using the portkey to get back, but was too close to Voldemort so he came too." I pant out, finally feeling the effects of the battle start to catch up to me. 

I didn't get hurt much beyond the Cruciatus curses, the dagger from Peter, the last spell that slammed me into the headstone and slice open my shoulder, and then the explosion that maybe broke a rib or three, but I was also fatigued from all the magic and attacks I did. Also, the rage of the evening mixed with the dark magic and murder was starting to affect me too, and I really wanted to lay down in a bed and sleep this evening off now. As it is, I stood there with shaking and spasming muscles and blood slowly leaking from my shoulder and forearm.

"And Alastor here?" Dumbledore indicates towards the man fighting his restraints on the ground.

"Voldemort said he was one of his followers in disguise as a teacher. And he tried to take me away as soon as he could and took my wand. He was also the one that forced me to touch the cup in the maze." I recite out, staring down at the man who is growling like a dog.

"Harry!" Dad calls out and finally is able to make his way through the crowd to get to me. "Harry, are you ok?!" He reaches me, and I launch into my dad's arms and hug him tightly, seeking comfort in the safety of his arms. "You're bleeding!" He says when he pulls back and sees all the blood on me, particularly on my face.

"Most of it isn't mine, I'm alright." I tell him tiredly. "I'm just tired." I look over his shoulder and see Remus making his way over too, and he pulls me into a hug straight away.