A Potter and a Malfoy ✔️

21| Return of the Dark Lord

As Voldemort stood there, he ran his hands across his body. Pettigrew came back into view and bowed to him.

I couldn't stop the small whimpers of pain and Harry couldn't stop his screams of agony.

"My wand Wormwood." Voldemort commanded Pettigrew. He gave it bowing as he did. "Hold out your arm."

Pettigrew seemed hesitant but he did anyway. Voldemort pushed his wand into the dark mark as a the sky darkened and a face appeared.

A snake came out of the face's mouth and I felt more pain in my scar. I could tell Harry felt it in his scar as well.

Death eaters came down around us in a circle. I could tell that Draco's dad was one of them.

"Welcome, my friends. Thirteen years it's been and yet, here you all stand before me as though it was only yesterday." Voldemort spoke to them all.

One in particular kept glancing my way making me feel uncomfortable. I felt like I knew them but I didn't know how.

"I confess myself... disappointed." His tone got darker. "Not one of you tried to find me!" He went on a rampage of ripping off the death eater's mask watching them fall to the floor.

I tried seeing who the mysterious person was but it was too dark and they were too far away for me to see.

"Not even you." He walked over to one. "Lucius." It was Draco's father. He removed the mask from him and Lucius fell to his knees.

The two of them began conversing but I blocked it out and tried focusing on a way out of here.

"I returned." I heard Pettigrew walking back towards Voldemort.

"Out of fear! Not loyalty." Voldemort got close to him. "Still, you have proved yourself useful these past few months Wormwood."

The dark lord swished his wand and a new hand grew of Pettigrew as if it was never lost.

"Thank you, master." He thanked him examining his new hand. "Thank you."

As Voldemort walked away, he ran into Cedric's body.

"Oh." He tsked. "Such a handsome boy."

"Don't touch him!" Harry yelled bravely.

"Harry, Natalie! I had almost forgotten you were here." Voldemort addressed us. "Standing on the bones of my father. I'd introduce you but word has it you're almost as famous as me these days."

For a moment, the only noise coming from either of us was our ragged breathing.

"The twins who lived. How lies have fed your legend. Shall I reveal what really happened that night thirteen years ago? How I truly lost my powers?"

He walked away from us and all the death eaters were now standing back up with their masks back on.

"It was love." He said. "You see, when dear sweet Lily Potter gave her life for her only children, she provided the ultimate protection. I couldn't touch them. But that was old magic." He stalked back towards us. "Something I should have foreseen. But no matter, no matter. Things have changed.

I struggled against the stone holding us in place as he came closer and closer.

"I can touch you now!" He held out his hands and with one he pushed on Harry's forehead and the other, he pushed on my wrist.

Instantly, I felt pain shooting through me and we both let out loud painful screams.

He pulled away like he was out of breath. Did he feel something similar?