It was dark and ominous, I don't think this was part of the whole Tri-wizard tournament set up. Harry and I landed face first on the grass infront of a tomb.
"Where are we?," I asked turning to Harry as we both stood up. "Did anyone tell you the cup was a port key?!"
"Nope," Harry shook his head, taking a look around us. It was a large fielded graveyard "I'm going to take my wand out and- you do that magic whatever thing..,"
"Something's coming," I said looking around. Through the darkness, a short figure was drawing nearer, walking steadily towards us between the graves. I couldn't make out a face but from the way it was walking, there was something in its arms. The short hooded figure finally stopped inches away and We merely shared eye contact for a second before Harry dropped his wand, falling to his knees with such agony. His hands places into his scar.
"Trap the spare," Said a high cold voice, that clogged my head with horrible images.
"Yes master," The short hooded man raised his wand before I could defend myself, and I was binded to the headstone flickering the name Tom Riddle . Harry looked around in disbelief, he looked numb with pain. The figure set down the bundle and he forced Harry to stand up and he was dragged being put next to me. Fast ragged breaths coming from in the hood as he tied Harry, reaching out his hand I noticed something and Harry seemed to as well. A missing finger.
"You!," Harry gasped
"WORMTAIL," I shouted as much as I could muster.
But he continue conjuring the ropes to tie Harry as tight as he could. I heard a low hissing sound at the bottom of my feet and saw a large snake at the bottom of the headstone, directing Wormtail where to push the large Cauldron he now had hold of. It was filled with what seemed water splashing around, it was big enough for a grown man to sit in.
The thing inside the bundle of robes on the ground was stirring more persistently now as though trying to free itself. A crackling of flames emitted beneath the cauldron and the liquid heated very fast.
"Hurry!," The high cold voice hissed again, my head pounded
"It is ready now, Master,"
"Now..." Wormtail picked up the thing in robes and discarded them. The sight was hideous. It was a shape of a crouched human child except so much less human, blind, slimy, pale and ugly. My head burst with such a ferocious migraine I passed out, only to come in and out of consciousness.
"Bone of the Father, Unknowingly Given, you will renew your son,"
"Flesh- of the servant w-willingly given, you will- revive your- master!,"
"Blood of one enemy. . . Forcibly taken. . You will resurrect your Foe,"
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My eyes snapped open, my arms stretched out wide as magic burst through my body and broke the bind. I fell to my knees and looked up. A circle of Death eaters huddled around Voldemort.
"I smell guilt," The high cold voice range, belonging to the one and only resurrected body of Voldemort. A shiver ran around the death eaters but nobody dared to stepped back from him. "I ask myself, Why did these band of wizards never come to the aid of their master, whom they swore eternal loyalty?,"
Nobody spoke, Nobody even moved except for Wormtail who was sobbing on the ground in a pile of blood No one noticed I broke through the bind. I didn't dare move.
"And I answer myself," Voldemort whispered, "They must have thought I was gone for good," Voldemort finished as a death eater flung himself to the ground at his feet.
"Master! Master forgive me! Forgive us all!," The death eater pleaded, but Voldemort only shrieked with laughter and crucioed him.
"Tut tut, get up Avery. You're as bad as Goyle and Crabbe," Voldemort sighed "We have six missing death eaters, three dead, one too cowardly to return, One who I believe has left me forever. He will be killed of course. And one who remains my most faithful servant and already reentered my service,"
"My lord I have always been at your service," Lucius Malfoys voice came swiftly beneath a hood, making my eyes narrow.
"And yet you ran from my mark, when a faithful Death Eater sent it into the sky last summer," Voldemort turned towards Harry and I. "I almost forgot about our guests. Rude of me, isn't it? One seems to have escaped,"
"B-But how?," Whispers erupted from the circle of death eaters. Voldemort looked down at me and gave me a crooked evil smile as I stood up.
"I'm afraid this is another story. For now, it's between The gift why I'm back, infamous Sirius Black's daughter, and I," Voldemort waved his hand as Harry fell on his feet blood trickling from his wrist.
"You're back only to be defeated once again," I said, my throat dry as I looked at him. There was complete utter silence as I felt my magic flow through me like a connection was being made, a spark connected in my head.
"Such nerve for a young girl. You've helped thwart me with Harry Potter many many times, I know it," Voldemort raised his wand "This'll be the last time,"
That moment a death eater jumped out from the circle, pulling down her hood. She had long straight dark black hair and blue/green eyes. She stepped out in front of me, her arms in a 'X' formation. Voldemort a high shrieking laughter rang through the graveyard again along with a few brave death eaters.
"What is that going to do?," Voldemort twisted his wand in his hand "It's only making things more irritating,"
"Victoria Tyriana Cole, As my name I present you protection, Amortia Victoria Black, Qui copulationem magicis sanguinem mater filiae sunt qui attrahunt malum," She said aloud. "Who joined the blood of mother and daughter are the ones who attract the evil magic but are protected"
As her voice rang through, the words began to settle in. Voldemort began to realize the latin meaning, and he hasn't killed us yet and he waved his wand shouting-
"Avada Kedavra,"
There was a blinding light as the magic and Voldemort's curse bounded, a rippling of my wrist as I tried to block the light but part of his curse hit me, I survived just as Harry did, somehow.
"Get out of here!!," Demanded a woman's voice. She had dark red hair and Electric green eyes, next to her was a man with dark black hair and hazel eyes with glasses. The portkey landed in front of us as the curse bind broke with the wands, I watched the woman burst from sacrificing herself, and her spirit lift from her body, Voldemort watched the way she left as well and seemed to notice we were still here, Harry and I grabbed the handles just in time, zipping through the tube like space landing face first on the ground.
Realization hit me- That was my mother and she now truly died the first time I met her.
Everything went Black.
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