Saving Snape

49. Voldysnort

We're sitting in the stands, watching Dumbledore talking to the champions. Harry and Cedric are the first to go in. Before Cedric leaves, he scans the stands. His eyes land on Cho for a second, then on me. He locks eyes with me for a fraction of a second before dropping them. He turns and heads into the maze.

"George, that's the last we'll ever see of him." I say quietly. George nods beside me.

"At least he knows."

"I told him to spend time with the people that matter to him. This is all Voldemort's fault." He winces at the name. "George, get over it. It's a name and I'm not afraid to say it. It's like saying my name. Or Fred's, Harry's, Ron's, and Hermione's. Sure, the name is creepy, but it's not going to kill anyone. He's going to kill you either way, isn't he?"

"All my life, I've been brought up to be scared of the name."

"I haven't. Neither has Harry. Sure, Hermione's scared of it, but that's because she has learnt to adapt to this life. She wants to blend in. I don't care if people stare at me. I'll say a name. I'm not afraid of it."

"You're Isabelle... Morgan. I guess. Do you use your dad's name?"

"Not in public. A few people know. But they know my dad well. He's... Someone that people don't generally like, but not everybody knows the other side of him."

"You'd be good in Hufflepuff."

"I thought that's the house I would get, actually. They're a great house. Anyway, back to Voldysnort."

George laughs. "That's hilarious."

"That's what I call him sometimes."

Severus is standing about 10 metres away from us.

"George, I just have to go do something. I'll be right back." I stand up and walk over to Severus. "Mouldy voldy's going to call you soon. Don't go, Harry will be there."

"You won't go, then."

"I don't want to see it again. I don't want to see it for real."

"Does Diggory know?"

"I told him the seer story this morning. He had the right to know at least something."

"You'd better go, Weasley is staring."

"Okay. Bye."

"Goodbye."

I head back to George. "All done."

"What just happened?"

"I'll tell you one day, when you're old enough." I say jokingly.

"I think you're forgetting that I'm older than you."

"I think you're forgetting that I say what I say." I smile at him.

"You're less sad now, is there a reason?"

"I have closure. He knows, and still went. He's embracing it, even though it means the end of him." Red sparks shoot into the air. "Not long now." I say. "Fluer's just gotten into some trouble. Harry sent up the sparks. Soon, he'll get to the middle. Cedric will be there, and they'll come to an agreement to take the cup together. It's a portkey, so they'll be transported to a graveyard where Cedric dies and Voldy is reborn."

"Wow. Who set up the portkey?"

"Bartemius Crouch junior. The actual first person to escape from Azkaban. His mum wanted to take his place, so she polyjuiced him, and vice versa. His dad kept him in a trunk the whole time, because he was too ashamed of what happened. His wife died in Azkaban. Then Barty junior wanted to go to the World Cup. His dad said yes, but made him invisible and told Winky to keep an eye on him. He was the one who stole the wand, not Winky. He did the dark mark. As soon as he did the mark he disapperated. Then he decided to polyjuice Mad-eye Moody. That's him right..." I point to what appears to be Moody. "There."

George lets out a low whistle. "You learn something every day."

"They're probably in the graveyard now." I say quietly. "Cedric..."

We sit in silence, waiting for Harry to come back. About 15 minutes later, he does. I stand up and run down next to him.

"I'm so sorry, Harry."

"It's not your fault." He chokes.

"At least you're safe." I hug him and Amos Diggory comes down to cry over his dead son.

"He told me to say he forgives you." Says Harry. "He came to me, sort of like a ghost. And I saw my parents. They helped me. My mum sounds just like the mini person."

"I know," I say softly. "I tuned the voice myself. I made sure it was just like her."

Moody comes up to us. "Potter, come with me."

"Don't trust him." I whisper in Harry's ear. He nods, and follows 'Moody'.

I take one last look at Cedric, before walking back up the steps to George.

"That's it." I whisper sadly. "It's done. I can't stand it here, let's go."

He nods and leads me back to the common room. We sit on the floor together, leaning against the wall. He has his arm around my shoulders.

Fred comes in and takes one look at us, then grins. He doesn't say anything as he walks up to us, and sits down in front of us.

"How are my best friends? Finally getting a move on?"

George mumbles something I can't hear, and Fred grins even more. "I knew it. Well, I'll leave you now. Hang in there, Belle. I can tell you're upset."

I nod slowly, and George pulls me closer.

"You need to stop blaming yourself. I can tell you're thinking something like that." He says quietly. "It's not your fault. You did all you could. If you stopped him from entering, you would have broken the vow, and died. We need you."

George's POV

"We need you." I say. 'I need you." I think to myself. How will I tell her? When? Definitely not now.

She's still upset.

She nods slowly, and curls up beside me. Her head is just below mine. Her hair smells like strawberries.

We stay like that for who knows how long, then she stand up and I get up as well.

"I have to go check something." She says quietly. "I need to make sure everything is going like its supposed to."

She gives a small wave as she exits through the portrait.

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Did anybody expect George's POV?

No? Good. Anyway, I'm not sure I'll do much of him. I'm more of a Belle person.

QOTC: fave book apart from Harry Potter? Mine is The Fault In Our Stars.

If you're reading it and haven't seen the movie, I'm here for you.

Especially the last chapter. That killed my heart.

~Ericano