Second Chance at Saving Them {Harry Potter}

All is Revealed

Sorry for the brief hiatus, I just got really overwhelmed because I was teetering between a C and a B in English and I just needed to put this away so I could focus on getting my grade as high as I could before the quarter ended. But it just ended and I got ahead on my work so I'm going to try and get this out now.

Who was the Gryffindor Quidditch captain before Harry?

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Harry felt the familiar tug of a Portkey as it activated. In what felt like ten minutes but was closer to ten seconds, their entire group landed in front of the stands of Hogwarts. The appearance of such a large group of people was noticed immediately, and people started rushing forward, but those who weren't unconscious were quick to get everyone to back off.

Soon it was only the Ministry and school officials around them, and Dumbledore was the first to notice who those unconscious were. "What has happened here?" He addressed Sirius and Remus, but Harry answered.

"Before I say anything, you should know that that isn't Professor Moody." He pointed to Crouch-Moody, "It's Barty Crouch Jr. using a Polyjuice Potion to disguise himself as Professor Moody."

Before the man could make a run for it, he was stopped by Professor Sprout, who had been standing closest to him.

"I'd rather share the rest in private." Harry said, glancing around him. "I ask that we keep as few people as possible involved, although I ask that Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Luna, and Rolf join us as well as anyone else deemed important to this matter." He spoke quickly and officially, the same tone he used as Head Auror when on missions. "And for the record, that is, in fact, Bellatrix Lestrange and Tom Riddle, though he is known as Lord Voldemort."

Suddenly he grew very weak on his feet, and he swayed to the side and Sirius caught him. Harry brushed him off, "I suggest we meet in the hospital wing or Madame Pomfrey may have my head."

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Twenty minutes later, a group of fifteen or so officials, along with Sirius, Remus, and the rest of their group was in the hospital wing, surrounding Harry, who was laying in a bed on Madame Pomfrey's instance. Voldemort and his Death Eaters had had their wands stripped of them and were currently on their way to Azkaban, with the exception of Lucius Malfoy, who Harry was quick to vouch for, mostly for Draco's sake.

"Now, please explain, Harry." Dumbledore said once everyone was present.

Harry took a deep breath. "Well, it started when I got to the Triwizard Cup. I was the first to reach it, so I grabbed it. I was transported to the middle of a graveyard, which I didn't think was right, so I called Sirius on the two-way mirror he makes me carry around just in case." Sirius nodded to confirm that, "And then I was ambushed by Bellatrix. By the time Sirius and Remus were able to find me, Voldemort had just been resurrected by Bellatrix and summoned his Death Eaters. They were able to knock out Bellatrix and Voldemort first, and most of the other Death Eaters fled, so they were able to rescue me. Then we took the Portkey back to here, and here we are."

There was a barrage of questions from everyone, so much so that Madame Pomfrey bustled in, shooing everyone except those Harry requested could stay and Professor Dumbledore, who had remained silent, observing the scene. She made to make him leave as well, but Harry insisted that he stayed.

"I have something I want to discuss with him. No one else needs to leave." Ginny was the first to realize what he was saying and looked at him with wide eyes. Harry noticed and nodded. "It's time to tell him. We don't tell anyone else, but now that the worst of it is done I think it's time to let him know."

Hermione hesitated for a moment before agreeing, "In just a moment, though. I have a feeling we aren't alone." She cast a quick spell and found Rita Skeeter in her Animagus form sitting on the windowsill nearby. She caught the bug in her hands and brought it over to her bag, where she had the jar for holding her and put her in it, closing the lid and trapping her in it before casting a final spell, to keep her from hearing their conversation. "There we go. Now she won't be bothering us again."