Third POV
Moody carried (Y/n) to his office with Harry following behind them confused in what they were doing in his office. He layed (Y/n) in a chair as Harry sat on another next to him
"Are you alright Potter? Does it hurt? That?" Moody asked reffering on the cut on Harry's arm
"Not so much now" Harry stated as Moody nodded
"Perhaps I've better take a look at it" he replied as Moody raised Harry's sleeve admiring the cut which felt weird in Harry's eyes
"The cup was a portkey someone has bewitched it" said Harry
"What was it like?" Moody asked ignoring Harry's statements
"Who?"
"The Dark Lord. . . How as it like being in his presence" he asked again while subconsciously squeezing Harry's cut causing it to sting
"I don't know, it was like fallen into one of my dreams . . . A nightmare" he admitted as Moody let go of his arms and walked towards the window looking into the dark skies
"We're there others? At the Graveyard?" He asked making Harry freeze in fear
"I. . . . I don't think I said anything about a graveyard professor" he stated
Harry looked at Moody in shock as the man turned to face the boy with seemingly a deranged look
"Dragons are marvelous creatures aren't they? Do you think that massive oaf would've led you to the woods if I hadn't reccomended it?" He said while browsing his shelves
"You think Neville Longbottom the witless wonder would've offered the Gillyweed if I hadn't offered him the book that led him straight to it?!" He questioned rhetorically as he grabbed a canister he usually drank from
"It was you from the beginning. You put my name into the Goblet of Fire. You bewitched Krum, but you-
"But you won Potter, in order for you to reach the cup and be transported to Voldemort so he can kill you, and so Scamanders Fake Father shall gift him his victory" he stated as he walked over towards Harry and grabbed his arm drawing out blood causing Harry to whimper in pain
"You were decent task, unlike your friend here. . . . I had no idea what he was capable of, or how to get his demon out if his mind wasn't so closed off" he stated as he walked off to the corner to taste Harry's blood that Voldemort cut causing the man to feel all sick euphoric feelings
Harry felt his heart beat in fear as he thought the worst was to come, he felt trapped in endless loop of murder attempts and this might be the one
"Imagine how he'll reward me when he finds out I shut off Harry Potter and bring him (Y/n) Scamander, I'll be a loyal follower!" He yelled taking out his wand
Moody was interrupted by the door to the office burst open as wand emerged from it pointing it directly towards him
"EXPILLIARMUS!"
A spell hit Moddy straight to the chest causing the man to fall back onto his chair with a stunned expression and wand on the floor, leaving Harry startled at the action
He turned his head to the doorway where the Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Snape stood looking back at him. With Dumbledore at the front with his arm outstretched and wand in hand
Dumbledore rushed towards Moody holding him by the face keeping the crazed professor from escaping his grasp while McGonagall went towards Harry and the unconscious (Y/n)
"Severus" Dumbledore commanded as Snape brought a liquid to Moodys mouth as he consumed it begrudgingly
"Do you know who I am?" He asked authoritatively
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■The Prophecy Of the Wizarding Beast■ (Male Reader)
Fanfiction- Harry Potter x Male Reader x Draco Malfoy - Prophecy's come and go but for (Y/n) who was a new pureblood wizard, he was confused yet excited, but most of all was happy to meet the friends he made along the way. . . But not as much as the dark pas...
