The Last Descendant || A Harry Potter Fanfiction

Chapter 27

Lost the game of chance, what are the chances?   |   How Did It End? Taylor Swift

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Aerea slammed onto the ground.

It was done. She finished. She won!

But when she stood up, she wasn't met with cheers from her housemates.

She stood in a graveyard.

"Where are we?"

Aerea whipped her head only to be met with both Cedric and Harry.

"What are you two doing here?" She asked.

"We all took the cup at the same time," Cedric said.

Aerea rolled her eyes. "Of course we did."

She started to walk around. Did they forget to mention this part or something?

They were far from Hogwarts, that much was obvious.

Cedric looked down at the Triwizard Cup and then up at Harry.

"Did anyone tell either of you the Cup was a Portkey?" He asked.

Aerea shook her head.

"Nope," Harry said, looking around the graveyard. "Is this supposed to be part of the task?"

"I dunno," Cedric said. He sounded slightly nervous. "Wands oht, d'you reckon?"

"Yeah," Harry said.

Holding her wand out, Aerea looked at her surroundings.

"Someone's coming," she said, hearing footsteps.

Squinting through the darkness, they watched the figure drawing nearer, walking steadily toward them between the graves. Aerea couldn't see their face, but she could tell it was holding something in its arms.

Whoever it was, he was was short and wearing a hooded cloak pulled over his head to obscure his.

Looking in his arms, Aerea saw he was holding something that looked like a baby.

"Stand ready," a voice that wasn't her own said in her head.

Aerea decided now was not the time to question it and held her wand to defend herself.

The person stopped beside a towering marble headstone, only six feet from them.

Aerea glanced beside her at Harry and Cedric, who looked at each other confused.

Without warning, Harry fell to the ground, his wand dropped beside him and his hands covering his face.

"Harry!" Aerea called, worried.

"Kill the spare."

Aerea looked up to see the person held up his wand and pointed it at Cedric. "Avada Kedavra!"

Aerea didn't know what to do. Within seconds, a green light blazed past Harry, and Aerea and Cedric lay motionless on the ground.

"NO!" Aerea screamed, tears falling down her cheeks.

No thoughts were running through Aerea's mind. Only that she wished this was some sort of awful nightmare.

Without warning, Harry was being dragged away by the short man's wand. 

Aerea didn't know what to do. Should she make a run for it? Even if she wanted to, her legs couldn't move. She was in shock.

Aerea didn't notice Harry being tied up by the man until it was too late.