𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗚𝗼𝗯𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗙𝗶𝗿𝗲 | Harry Potter x Male Reader

•Realization•

[Thought ]
[Spell ]
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There were cheers filling the cold night air, but Y/N couldn't care less.

He was bent over Cedric's body, crying.

That's when someone let out a horrified scream.

Dumbledore got him off of Cedric.

Dumbledore: Y/N, let go of him.
He said.

Y/N: No! I have to bring him back! I promised!
He cried.

Then, Moody dragged him away.

The pain finally started to kick in, as Moody led him to his office.
Moody then locked the door.

He looked at him.
Moody: What happened, Potter?
He asked.

Y/N: H-He's back.
He cried.

Moody looked at him.
Moody: The Dark Lord?
He asked.

Y/N nodded.
Y/N: Y-Yeah.
He said.

Moody then grabbed him by the shoulders.
Moody: And did they arrive? The Death Eaters?
He asked, shaking him back and forth.

Y/N: Yeah, they did.
He said, wiping his tears away.

There was a hint of anger in Moody's eyes.
Moody: I can't believe... Those traitors...
He said.

Y/N looked at him.
Y/N: Those traitors? What do you mean?
He asked.

Moody smiled madly.
Moody: Well, it's really a shame, Potter. It looks like our plan didn't work as planned. But that's just fine. After all, the Dark Lord's back, now.
He said.

He smiled even more.
Moody: I guess he wouldn't mind it, if I were to kill you now. Yeah, maybe he'll value me even more! After all, I'm his most faithful servant!
He said.

Then, realization struck Y/N like lightning.
Y/N: It was... YOU?!
He said.

Moody smiled.
A crooked smile.

Moody: That's right, Potter. IT WAS ME WHO PUT YOUR NAME IN THE GOBLET, ME WHO TOLD HAGRID ABOUT THE DRAGONS. IT WAS ME, WHO BEWITCHED KRUM TO MAKE HIM KILL THE OTHER TWO, SO THAT YOU COULD REACH THAT GRAVEYARD! AND NOW... I WILL BE THE ONE TO PUT AN END TO YOUR LIFE!
He shouted.

Y/N's eyes widened.

Before Moody could cast any spell, the door burst open, and Moody was thrown onto the wall.

Dumbledore immediately blocked him, as Snape fed him with Veritaserum.

Y/N now looked at him.
He wasn't Moody anymore.

Dumbledore: Who are you?
He asked.

The man, a boy no older than 20, with pale blond hair stuck his tongue out and then put it immediately back, looking at them madly.

Crouch Jr.: I'll show you mine if you show me yours.
He said, lifting his sleeve, and revealing the Dark Mark.

Dumbledore grabbed Y/N, and showed the man the cut on the boy's cheek.

After forcing the man to tell them everything, they rescued the real Moody, who had been locked up in the trunk with the 9 locks for nine months.

Then, Dumbledore sent Y/N to rest.

The next day, Y/N went to Dumbledore's office.
Dumbledore: How are you feeling, Y/N?
He asked.

Y/N: I don't even know. I still can't believe he's back.
He said.

Dumbledore nodded.

Dumbledore: That's right. It may be hard to believe, but we can't deny the evidence. Dark times await us, Y/N.
He said, weakly smiling at him.
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