Gained A Couple Battle Scars (Second Installment)

Funeral

I hear the loud music die down and I breathe deep and look around. All eyes are on me. I see Fleur and Viktor are back from the maze.
Professor Dumbledore and the rest of the professors look at me confused. No one knows how I got there or what is going on.

“Miss Wingrove, where did you come from?” professor Dumbledore says, he walks over to me, looking concerned.

“My last name is not Wingrove! My name is Elara Emberly Black!!” professor Dumbledore steps back as I pull out my wand.

Theres gasps in the crowd and I’m not sure if it’s from saying my last name or if it’s from me pulling my wand out on the headmaster. I see flashing lights from a camera in the crowd.

“Miss Black…let’s put the wand down…surely, you don’t mean to do any harm.” He outstretches his hands towards me trying to get me to lower my wand.

“Of course I mean to do harm!! I’m going to kill every single one of you!!”

“Elara!!” I hear someone yell.

My head snaps in that direction behind me. George is rushing over to me. I hold my wand up to him and he stops for a minute, putting his hands up.

“Don’t. Call. Me. Elara!” if my eyes could go a darker black, I’m sure in this moment it did. I wave my wand at George and he falls back onto the grass with a groan.

I’m suddenly grabbed from behind and of course, its George’s twin, Fred. I struggle as he holds onto me tighter.

“Let go of me!!” I say in a rough voice.

“Not a chance, Black.” Fred says, I can feel there’s a smile pulling at his lips, but he sounds frustrated. I watch as George stands up.

“Professor Dumbledore, this isnt her. Shes being possessed." George says.

“Yes, I’m well aware.” Dumbledore says and looks at me. He begins to take a step towards me when we hear a loud noise, followed by sobbing.

Dumbledore and George turn around to see Harry leaning over Cedric’s lifeless body. Once again, there’s gasps all around from the crowd. Fred let’s go of me in shock. I hear a girl scream in terror. I take my chance and hold up my wand, and then my body is forced to the ground.

I groan in pain as I feel anger leave my body. I open my eyes and they meet George's hazel eyes. The anger is immediately replaced with sadness as my hair turns dark blue and my eyes well with tears. Cedric. Of course, that’s the last thing I remember. His lifeless body fallen in front of me, his eyes staring at me. He died trying to save me.

I can hear Harry, yelling about Cedric, yelling about Voldemort. Sobs are heard all around. George gets off me and pulls me to my feet. My legs seem to not be moving. I watch as Harry gets pulled away by Mad Eye Moody.

I move George out of the way and look at Cedric. Staring at his body on the cold grass. I keep hoping he will move suddenly. But nothing happens.

George immediately shields me from the view, holding onto me. I bury my head into his chest as I cry heavily. I can feel his grip tighten on me and he gently rubs my back. “Don’t look…” I hear him say quietly. Little does he know that in that graveyard, all I could do was stare at Cedric.

Students and staff begin to clear out of the stadium as Cedrics body is removed.

That night, Fred and George sneak me in the common room, without McGonagall’s knowledge, most of the students are scared to look at me, some wont even go near me. I cant think of what I’ve done. I sit on the couch as Fred lights the fireplace with incendio. Both him and George sit on either side of me.