The New Beginning

Chapter 9

It's not mad-eye anymore.  A flash of magic occurs and Mad-Eye is knocked into the wall. Dumbledore and Severus come rushing in. Dumbledore takes Mad-Eye by the neck...

"Severus..."

Severus administers some veritaserum. Mad-Eye wriggles demonically.

"Do you know who I am?"

"Albus Dumbledore."

"Are you Alastor Moody? Are ya"

I growl and move closer to them, I bite onto his leg.

"No."

"Is he in this room? Is he in this room?"

We see a nod, he points to the chest Harry is sitting on.

"Harry get away from there!"

Dumbledore approaches the chest. The chest opens, it contains a series of smaller chests. When the final chest is open we see that there's a pit within holding a man the real Alastor Moody.

"Are you alright Alastor?"

"I'm sorry Albus."

"That's Moody, but then who's...?"

Dumbledore holds up one of Mad-Eye's Bottles.

"Polyjuice potion."

"Now we know who's been stealing it from your store Severus."

Dumbledore looks into the pit and frowns.
"We'll get you up in a minute."

Alastor Moody groans. The Mad-Eye Moody they have captive in?a chair begins to twitch about restlessly making strange noises. He appears to be transforming. He rips off his fake eyepiece which falls on the floor, we see that he's transformed into Barty Crouch Junior.

"Barty Crouch Junior."

"I'll show you mine if you show me yours."

Barty Jr rolls up his sleeve to reveal a skull and snake marking.

"Your arm Harry."

He holds up his arm and it's bloodied, I move closer to Barty and growl at him.

"You know what this means don't you? He's back. Lord Voldemort has returned.

"Send an owl to Azkaban, think they'll find they're missing a prisoner."

"I'll be welcomed back like a hero."

"Perhaps. Personally I've never had much time for heroes."
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I'm standing outside of the hallway listening to my godfather talk about Cedric.

"Today we acknowledge a really terrible loss. Cedric Diggory was as you all know, exceptionally hard working, intricately fair minded. And most importantly a fierce fierce friend. I think therefore you have the right to know exactly how he died. You see, Cedric Diggory was murdered by Lord Voldemort."

I slowly open the door and peek in.

"The ministry of magic does not wish me to tell you this. But not to do so I think would be an insult to his memory. Now the pain we all feel at this dreadful loss reminds me, reminds us that while we may come from different places and speak in different tongues, our hearts beat as one. In light of recent events the bonds of friendship we made this year will be more important than ever."

I walk in and walk over to my godfather who I stand behind. I look at everyone and I frown, I can't help but think this is my fault. I could have gotten to him faster, it show have been me.