Some day

He has returned.

                  I remember screaming, not much else.

              It was the last leg of the triwizard tournament, the maze. It all seemed to be going well, till red Sparks shot into the air. At which point I grabbed George's hand and squeezed, he squeezed back, and went to work rubbing my forever cold hands, trying to calm me down.

             After we found out that the Sparks had came from Fluers wand, not Harry's, I calmed down extremely, and went back to talking to Luna about owls, even though she hadn't taken them yet. "I don't believe th-" she was cut off by a weird sound and light.

"A port key." George whispered matter of factly in my ear, putting a hand on my knee. I went back to watching the maze, bouncing my knee like crazy. 
   
          Suddenly, a scream rang out in the silence, and as I looked to where it came from, I saw my brother, lying over a dead body clad in yellow and black robes. "HARRY!" I screamed, running down the stands to my brother, pushing people out of the way, whatever it took. George wasn't far behind, and finally caught up, grabbing my hand so we wouldn't be separated once more.

             I finally reached the ground level, jumping off the last step and running strait into Snape, who was trying to keep the students in their seats.

"I'm sorry Mrs. Black, you'll have to take a seat." He said calmly, looking down on me with emotionless eyes.

"No." I said firmly.

"Excuse me?"

"NO, THAT'S MY BROTHER OVER THERE, SO IF YOU'D MIND MOVING, THAT'D BE GREAT." I screamed at him, trying my best to seem taller than I was. "I'll hex you if you don't move." I said boldly, whipping my wand out and pointing it at the professor.

"Fine." He murmured, "but Weasley will have to stay." I looked at George, and gave his hand a firm squeezed before letting go and promising that I'll find him later. I ran to my brother, lying in a heap on the floor, and flung my arms around him.

He barely audibly whispered in my ear, "he's back, Voldemorts back." Before Dumbledore came and asked me back to my seat.

Later that night.

When I finally got back to the common room, and found George, he was telling Ginny, Ron, and Hermione about my encounter of sorts with Snape. Halfway through, Lee joined, and when the story was over, and whispered in George's ear, barely loud enough for me to hear. "Your girlfriends a badass."

"Yea, she is." George said with a devious smirk written across his face.

                  That night I slept in George's dorm, seeing as I didn't want to be alone and Lee and Fred had decided to bunk elsewhere for the night. As I layed awake in George's safe warm arms, I realized how much I wanted to see my father. I slowly slide out of George's arms, kissed him on the forehead, and walked out of the room, grabbing one of his sweatshirts and my wand. I walked the dark halls slowly, watching for teachers and Filtch's horrible cat. I arrived at the place where we send letters, and quickly wrote one to my father by wand light. I tied it to Harry's snowy owl and sent her off, watching her fly into the black night.

         As I was leaving, I ran into none other than Snape, again. "And just what are you doing out of bed Mrs. Black."

"Sending a letter." I said matter of factly.

"To who, may I ask?" He said, looking down on me again.

"You may not." I said, smirking at him. "Am I gonna get detention from tonight?" I asked, filling the silence.

"No, in fact you earned Gryffindors five points." He said looking down on me smugly.

"W-what" I studdered utterly amazed.

"Not so smart mouthed now are you?" He said walking slowly around me, "No student has ever stuck up to me for what's right or wronge, much less had the courage to pull out a wand, no professor has even done that before, I admire that, where as you get your attitude from your mother, you get your brains and bravery from your father. That must have been the bigger pull when placing you, your father's side, it's a shame, you would have made an exceptional Slytherin." He said walking away slowly.

"Excu-" I started but was cut off.

"Goodnight Miss. Black, and mind where you walk, or you may run into a not so forgiving teacher."

               I walked slowly into the night, even more confused than I was when I had had the conversation with Lupin last year.

Hope you all enjoyed!!!

Sorry for the shorter chapter, but this is the last chapter of the Goblet of Fire. Ooh, if you guys only knew what I had in store for The Order of the Phoenix.

Who's Elizabeth's mom? Will we ever know?

Much love,

Em💜