From the connection of our wands spewed a veil like dome of light that surrounded us, we both gazed up at it. And then, from his was flew blue balls of light that transformed into figures beside us. It looked like Cedric, the one next to me, I wasn't sure if he was a ghost, or maybe just the reminiscence of him. And then, I saw an old man, and many other figures, figures of people he has killed. Then two more orbs of light were spat out and flew behind me. "Harry when the connection is broken you must get to the portkey. We can delay it for a moment to give you time but only a moment, do you understand?" A voice behind me said, I turned to see my dad standing next to me. I nodded, overwhelmed. "Harry take my body back will you? Take my body back to my father." Cedric asked, I nodded again. "Also bring Mikayla back. She's not gone just yet." I gripped my wand as tight as I could, nodding. "Let go. Sweetheart you're ready. Let go! Let go!" My mum's voice sounded in my ear. My vision began to glaze over from my emotions. I looked at them both one last time before breaking the connection f our wands and diving away.
The surround his body and shielded his vision. I fell to the ground beside Mikayla and Cedric's bodies and looked toward the cup. "Accio!" I shouted, the Goblet flew toward me and as soon as I took hold of it, I was teleported, along with their bodies, back to Hogwarts. I landed back on the Quidditch field with a large thud, people began to cheer. I was hunched over Mikayla's body, holding her head in my lap, sobbing. Cedric was beside me, his arm in my hand. The remorse I felt was unbelievable. This was all my fault. The cheering and clapping continued, like no one was even looking at the scene. Two bodies, one bloody, and a boy crying over them. And then someone screamed. The music and clapping slowly subsided as people realized what had happened. "Harry!" Dumbledore shouted, he ran to me and tried to pull me off of them. I held tight. "He's back, he's back! Voldemort's back. Cedric, he asked me to bring his body back. I couldn't leave them, not there." I cried, holding them, rocking back and forth. "It's alright Harry. It's alright, he's home, you all are." He comforted me. I continued to sob into their chests. "Keep everybody in their seats. Students have just been killed. The bodies must be moved Dumbledore, there are... too many people." Fudge was in a panic.
Mr. Weasley leaped down the stairs toward us, he threw himself on the ground in front of Mikayla and held her face. "Oh god, Sirius is going to kill me." He breathed, his eyes were glassy. People began to surround us. "Let me through! That's my son! My boy!" Amos Diggory pushed through the crowd to get to Cedric's body. He fell to his knees and cried. A strong hand grabbed me by my shoulder and forced my to stand. "Get up. Get up boy!" Mad-Eye ordered, he pulled me away from their bodies. "Get Madam Pomfrey and a bed, the girl is still alive." I faintly heard Dumbledore say, I whipped my head back around to look, they were lifting Mikayla's body onto a bed and rolling her away. I tried to break out of Moody's grasp, but it was too tight. Avery, Hermione and Ron ran after her.
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"Get Madam Pomfrey and a bed, the girl is still alive." Dumbledore instructs Filch. Dumbledore looked up and spotted vision Mikayla. "Headmaster Dumbledore. Moody, he's a Death Eater. Someone is using polyjuice potion pretending to be him." Mikayla informed the Professor, he nodded grabbing Snape and McGonagall and rushing after Mad-eye and Harry. Mikayla watched as her friends followed her to the castle, Mikayla watched those cry over Cedric's body, tears streamed down her face before she rushed to follow, Dumbledore. She found the headmaster questioning Barty Crouch Jnr, as Harry watched startled, all she wanted to do was to hug her best friend and promise him that everything would be alright, that we can heal together. "I'll show you mine, if you show me yours." Dumbledore instructed Harry to show Barty his cut up forearm, Harry does so with Dumbledore's aid before Barty informs Dumbledore what it means, before Dumbledore drags Harry out of the office, leaving Snape to take care of Barty. Mikayla was transported to the hospital wing, Cedric was dead in the bed next to hers, his parents crying, the Weasleys, Avery and Hermione were surrounding Mikayla's bed. Everything went black.
"I can't believe she survived the killing curse. Harry do you know what spell she said?" McGonagall questions, "it was more of a chant, but I didn't understand it." Mikayla took in a deep breath. "Protegas me ancestory mulieres meo, ut non sit dies excedere terræ post hæc. Sic ego can protegere protegas me, aliis in futuro." Mikayla's voice was very scratchy and barely there from the screaming and crying she had endured. Her right hand slapped against her in an attempt of soothing the pain. "What was that Miss Black?" Dumbledore questioned. Mikayla gestured for a quill and parchment, George quickly pulled some out of his bag. Mikayla wrote down the enchantment she spoke in order to protect herself. "Protegas me ancestory mulieres meo, ut non sit dies excedere terræ post hæc. Sic ego can protegere protegas me, aliis in futuro." Dumbledore read, "Incredible. It still works." Dumbledore spoke in awe, everyone was looking at them confused, "Mikayla's Great Great Great Great Great Grandmother created a spell to protect her kin from death at least once. So a necklace was past down through generations each Carra woman, would subject some of their power before passing down the artefact." Mikayla pulled out a necklace her mother gave her on her twelfth birthday, after Mikayla's chaotic first year in Hogwarts, she believed it was time for Mikayla to have the protection of her ancestry. Mikayla remembered her mother explaining the power of the necklace and what the chant was. Mikayla presses a button on the necklace that flung open, there was a picture of every Carra woman from seven generations. Each photo had a tally, of five strikes, that is how many times the necklace was used per person, Enya had only used it three times, and Mikayla has only used it once so far. "So Mikayla can't die?" Ginny asked confused, Mikayla shook her head no, "Miss Black can die, this necklace can only protect her so far, Harry's protection spell added some extra protection to her." Mikayla sent a painful smile towards Harry trying to thank him without words. She opened up her arms for a hug, which Harry took to quickly. "I'm so glad you're ok, and I'm sorry I couldn't save Cedric." Harry whispered to Mikayla. "Cedric's death was unpreventable, I tried and he still died." Mikayla whispers, flinching at some of her words with pain. The pair broke their embrace and Madam Pomfrey ushered everyone out of the Hospital wing, apart from Harry who was forced to get back into his bed across the room from Mikayla.
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Out of The Shadows (Golden Trio Era) {1}
FanfictionMikayla O'Brien is a quiet, bookworm who wants to prove herself. When she's separated from her twin sister during the sorting, she finally begins to grow out of the Shadows, making friends easier than before and a new struck confidence starts to gro...