Between Crown and Heart - Book 1

62 - The Graveyard

I screamed until we fell down on the ground.

I looked up. Our surrounding appeared to be a strange graveyard.

"Everyone alright?" Cedric asked and walked up to me, to help me stand up, just like a proper gentleman.

"Yeah, you?" Harry asked.

"Thanks." I smiled shyly at Cedric.

He released me and I turned around to see how Harry was doing.

Right then I saw that grave with that hooded figured and I started to shiver.

"That's the graveyard from my dreams!" I whispered scared.

Cedric looked at me confused and walked up to me.

"I've been here before!" Harry said.

"Me too!" I whispered and looked with fear at the grave.

"It's a portkey. Harry the cup is a portkey." Cedric said instead.

"I've been here before in a dream, Cedric."

"Me too!" I said again and louder than before.

Harry turned around and looked at me.

"We have to get back to the cup. Now!" We both said in union.

"What?" Cedric asked confused and looked from Harry to me and back at Harry.

Right then Harry started screaming and held his head in his hands.

"What is it?" Cedric asked and we both walked up to Harry.

"Get back to the cup!" He said with great afford.

I touched Harry and tried to support him by his shoulders. Right then the pain started in my head too and I screamed just like Harry.

"What's happening?" Cedric asked scared.

Cedric held me and I grabbed him, releasing Harry. The pain stopped but not for Harry.

"Cedric, drag Harry to the portkey." I ordered and pulled Cedric with Harry towards the cup. Right then we saw a figure carrying a child approaching us.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Cedric asked nervously.

"Maybe they are just here to grieve about their lost beloved one?" I thought.

"Cedric, come on!" I whispered.

"Kill the spare." A scary and inhuman voice said suddenly.

A cold shiver ran down my back.

"The girl or the boy?" An other voice said nervously.

"The boy!" The first voice aspirated furiously.

A green light came from the person with the child towards us.

"Down!" I shouted and was relieved that my guardian trained with me my defensive skills.

I was pressing my cheek to the grass and closed my eyes tightly, hoping that would help and save us.

"Cedric!" Harry screamed.

I looked up and saw a second time into lifeless eyes.

Cedric was dead.

"N-no...!" I said and shook his death body.

"Stand up! We have to go back to the cup!" But he didn't move. Tears started rolling down.

"My dream! It became true! I couldn't safe him!" I thought with great grieve.