Rose Between Two Thorns.

Chapter 21

"Tabitha" a voice asks from behind me. I turn to see.......

"Harry?" I exclaim in surprise. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"I don't know" he answers, looking a little confused "One minute I was sitting next to Hermione and Fred and the next I was here" he looks around the circular area, the hedges shaking still. Leaves are flying everywhere, and the wind is starting to pick up.

"That is weird" I shout, over the wind. There is a crunching sound and I turn to see Cedric running through another opening in the hedge.

"What the hell are you waiting for Tabitha?" Cedric yells over the wind "Take the Cup, you got here first"

I look at the Cup, pulsating a glowing blue, still slowly rotating on the spot. It looks a little weird, I don't remember the Cup looking like that the first time I saw it.

"Together?" I yell at Cedric. He nods his hair whipping into his face.

"One" I shout

"Two" he yells

"Three" we shout and leap forward at the same time, our fingers just touching the blue. The world spins as a familiar feeling passes over me and the scenery changes.

I land on something hard, as the Cup skitters away from us, to land near the foot of a stone sculpture, still slowly glowing and emitting the strange blue.

"Oww" I groan as I push myself up. I notice the hard thing I landed on was a headstone. I focus on the words inscribed in the stone. Diana Tross 1937 – 1944 What's gone is never forgotten.

"You okay?" Cedric leans over me, a hand on my shoulder.

"Yeah" I say. Standing up, I brush dirt off of my clothes and pull down my shirt. "Where are we?" I ask, looking around. It is pretty clear that we are in a graveyard, but where? And why?

"I've been here before" Harry gasps as he nears a stone statue. Harry!

"Harry what the hell are you doing here?" I ask him again.

"I grabbed onto you when I saw that you were disappearing. The Cup was a portkey" he explains. He looks back at the gravestone, his eyes widening.

"Guys, we've gotta get back to the cup. Now!" he shouts. Cedric looks over at him, his wand drawn.

"What are you talking about?" he asks. Harry replies by screaming, clutching his head. I kneel next to him

"Harry what is it?" I ask urgently. He clutches at his scar, looking to be in pain.

"Just get back to the Cup" he yells, groaning in pain again. I notice a flickering light, and turn around to see a small figure walking over to us, carrying a small bundle in its arms.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Cedric yells, pointing his wand at the figure.

"Cedric no" I yell, as a hissing voice comes from the bundle "Kill the spares". Time seems to go slowly as a jet of green light emits from the small man's wand, illuminating Cedric as he flies backward, a blank look crossing his face, before he hits the ground dead. I run over to him, falling down next to him as I search his neck for a pulse. There is nothing. Looking up, I notice that Harry has been swept up into the arms of the Grim Reaper statue, held up by the scythe, and the short man towering over me his wand pointing into my face.

"Wait not her" the voice hisses "She's valuable". The man lowers his wand, but then points it at me again, muttering something incoherent. Suddenly I am swung over to the same gravestone as Harry, and bound with rope.