A Harry Potter Fanfiction~Falling For The Boy Who Lived.

Chapter Fourteen~Tragedy And The Scary Truth.

The final task had arrived and it was a huge maze. The tri-wizard cup had been hidden within the maze. Harry was more nervous than ever. Our Defence Against The Dark Arts teacher and ex Auror, Mad Eye Moody explained everything to Harry. Harry and Cedric entered the maze first, my heart stopped as he disappeared out of view. As soon as everyone was in the maze, the wait began. Fleur had resigned twenty minutes in as someone shot a spark in the air as a warning. She seemed traumatised, which made me worry about Harry even more.

A loud crack sounded two hours later and Harry had the cup on his hand, but he wasn't alone, he was leaning on someone, crying. As he was forced off, we sat it was Cedric's body. Tears splashed down my cheeks. I heard Cho's scream in grief. Cedric's father sobbed over the body. Harry was dragged away by Mad Eye Moody. Dumbledore, McGonagall and Snape followed them curiously.

Harry was torn when he returned to the common room, I, Hermione and Ron waited for him. We learnt that Mad Eye Moody was actually Barty Crouch Jnr under polyjuice potion, a death eater which put his name in the cup in the first place and tampered with the cup. Harry had fought with Voldemort himself in the graveyard from his nightmare after he had been returned to his full body after a ritual was performed by Wormtail. Cedric was murdered by Wormtail as a spare. Harry said there was a connection between his wand and Voldemort's. He saw his parents and Cedric and another recent victim Voldemort had killed. He was shattered and broken. I held him as he sobbed. Lord Voldemort had officially returned.