CHAPTER 12: END OF FOURTH YEAR

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Harry's Prov

As Caitlin and I arrived back to Hogwarts with Cedric's cold body, the events that happened in the cemetery were overwhelming. A friend died, Voldemort was back and we had just seen our parents, even if they were as spirits. Everyone was cheering as soon as we landed but Caitlin nor I cared. When Dumbledore had seen that we weren't moving him and the teacher's got concern, it was thanks to Fleur's scream that everyone 'noticed the big problem at hand.

"Harry, Caitlin" Dumbledore called running over to us trying to pull us off Cedric but we refused to budge "For god sake Dumbledore, what's happened?" Fudge asks "He's back! He's back

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"Harry, Caitlin" Dumbledore called running over to us trying to pull us off Cedric but we refused to budge "For god sake Dumbledore, what's happened?" Fudge asks "He's back! He's back. Voldemort's back!" I cried. Dumbledore looks at his granddaughter who had  tears streaming her face "Caitlin, is it?" he asked wanting a full confirmation, knowing her connection to him, Caitlin said nothing, looked into his eyes and nodded "He killed Cedric! He asked....he asked us to bring his body back. We just couldn't leave him. Not there" Caitlin explained between sobs "It's alright you two, it's alright" Dumbledore said holding Caitlin close and his other hand resting on my face as we continued to weep "He's home. All 3 of you are" 

"Keep everybody in there seats!" Fudged announced "A boy's just be killed Fudge says to Snape and McGonagall but of course everyone heard it  "The body must be moved, Dumbledore . Too many people" Fudge says trying to whisper to us "Let me through!" A voice shouts as he pushes his way through the students. Oh no, that's Mr Diggory's voice "That's my son! That's my boy!" Mr Diggory drops to his knees besides as he weeps along with the rest of us "My boy!" 

"Get up. Get up" Moody says as he drags me away from the scene despite my struggle to say "Easy, easy. This is not where you want to be right now" Moody manages to drag away. I managed to steal a look at Caitlin as she cried over Cedric's body, holding his hand before I was completely dragged inside his office. It was truly a sad night for us all, one I don't any will forget.

Since we had come from the stadium is wasn't a quick journey to the office but I was able to calm down by the time we arrived, not much but a bit. I held my hand close to me as I entered the dark room in which I soon lead to a room behind a curtain where a fireplace was. Moody moved a stool next to the fireplace where I took a seat "You alright. Potter?" he asked placing a hand on my shoulder "Does it hurt? That?" noticing the deep cut on my arm "Not so much now" "Perhaps  I better take a look at that" "The cup was a port-key" I explained as Moody touch some the blood  "Someone had bewitched it" it was silent for a few seconds before Moody asked quietly.

"What was it like? What was he like?" "Who?" "The dark lord. What was it like to stand in his presence" Moody asked stepping away to the other side of the room "I don't know. It was like I had fallen into one of my dreams. Into one of my nightmares" I heard clanking and looked to see Moody searching for something, in what  looked like a hurry as he disappeared into a small room in the corner "Were there other's. In the graveyard, were there others?" he asked from inside the room. I went to answer when it caught me, something was not right "I-I don't think I said anything about a graveyard, Professor"

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