The Last Descendant || A Harry Potter Fanfiction

Chapter 29

I don't even know what's left to say   | cedar, Gracie Abrams

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Aerea awoke from a dreamless sleep, which made her very happy. She didn't think she could handle nightmares right now.

She heard whispering around her.

"They'll wake them if they don't shut up!"

"What are you all shouting about? Nothing else can have happened, can it?" Someone else said.

Aerea sat up slightly in her bed, still a bit bleary.

The people surrounding her bed looked at her, then back at Harry.

"That's Fudge's voice," Mrs. Weasley whispered. "And that's Minerva Mcgonagall's, isn't it? But what are they arguing about?"

Aerea heard footsteps running towards the doors.

"Regrettable, but all the same, Minerva –" Fudge's voice was saying loudly.

"You should never have brought it inside the castle!" Mcgonagall yelled. "When Dumbledore finds out –"

Fudge came striding up the ward. Professors Mcgonagall and Snape were at his heels.

"Where's Dumbledore?" Fudge demanded of Mrs. Weasley.

"He's not here," she said angrily. "This is a hospital wing, Minister, don't you think you'd do better to –"

The doors opened, and Dumbledore came inside the ward.

"What has happened?" Dumbledore said sharply, looking from Fudge to Professor Mcgonagall. "Why are you disturbing these people? Minerva, I'm surprised at you – I asked you to stand quard over Barty Crouch –"

"There is no need to stand guard over him anymore, Dumbledore!" Mcgonagall shrieked. "The Minister has seen to that!"

Aerea didn't know what they were talking about. What had happened in the time she was lashing out on Narcissa?

She turned to Harry, who was also awake.

Feeling eyes on him, he turned and saw Aerea looking at him with a confused look on her face.

He gave her a look that said, 'I'll explain later'.

"The moment that – that thing enetered the room," Mcgonagall screamed as Aerea couldn't ignore it anymore. "It swooped down on Crouch and – and –"

Aerea could only guess what kind of creature could give someone like Mcgonagall such a fright. Dementors.

Aerea stared in front of her. She didn't have the energy to listen anymore.

All the events from only a few hours ago came flooding back.

Cedric dying.

Voldemort coming back.

Harry getting tortured.

The truth.

"When Harry and Aerea touched the Triwizard Cup tonight, they were transported straight to Voldemort," Dumbledore said steadily. "They witnessed Lord Voldemort's rebirth. I will explain it all to you if you step up to my office."

He glanced at Harry and saw he was awake, then looked at Aerea but shook his head. "I am afraid I can not permit you to question Harry or Aerea tonight."

Fudge's curious smile lingered. He, too, glanced at the two and back at Dumbledore and said, "You are – er – prepared to take Harry and Aerea's word on this, are you, Dumbledore?"