He's Back and The Truth
Harry and Professor Moody slip out of the arena. I push past my friends running down the stairs. Sirius grabs my arm
"Ophelia what's-"
"Tell Dumbledore it was a trap" I say
Quickly I break from his grip running after the place where the two exited. My eyes roamed the surroundings. Looking up at the castle I see two figures walking in. Trying my hardest I sprint after them. One arm was free. The other held onto the sketchbook
Running through the halls. Quietly I can hear noises on the other side of a door. Carefully I listen closely. Inside I can hear Harry's panting and then a wince in pain
Unexpectedly I slam through the door with my wand raised
"Get away from him" I hissed taking my place in front of Harry
"Well if it isn't Mistress Black" He disgustingly cooed "Coming to save the day"
I glared at him
"Imagine how he will reward me" He begun obviously continuing the conversation he was having with Harry before I came in. His tall figure approached us causing us to step back "When he learns I have once and for all silenced the great Harry Potter"
He raises his wand as I then raise mine
"EXPELLIARMUS" A voice shouts. The door blasts open
Dumbledore, Snape and Mcgonagle coming running in. They make their way over to 'Moody' who had been blasted into a chair
"Severus" Dumbledore commanded holding his wand to Moodys neck. Snape slips a liquid down his throat
"Are ya Alastor Moody?" Dumbledore questions "Are you?"
"No" Moody gurgles out
"Is he in this room?" He continues to question "IS HE IN THIS ROOM?"
Moodys eyes flick over to where we were standing
The three Professors look at the chest which we stand behind
"You two away from there" He commands. Me and Harry quickly shift away to Mcgonagle who pulls us away so we are behind the teachers
Snape cast a silent spell which opens the chest. It turns into multiple, each opening up individually before the last one opens. We all look in to see a body on the floor
"Are you alright Alastor?" Dumbledore calls down
"I'm sorry Albus" He calls up
"If thats Moody then who's?-" Harry questions. I look at the figure in the chair
"Polyjuice potion" Snape states flicking open the canister
"Now we know who's been stealing from your store Severus" Dumbledore says
"Guys-" I begin
"We'll get you up in a minute Alastor-"
"GUYS" I shout
They all turn to me as I watch the fake Moody go weird. He starts making noises as his face shifts. The prosthetic eye is torn off as a new figure replaces the old. I stupidly step closer. He then grabs my arm pulling me closer
"Ophelia" The teachers slightly shout. Dumbledore and Mcgonagle grab me away from him as Snape puts a wand to his throat
"Barty Crouch Jr" Dumbledore states
"I'll show you mine if you show me yours" He says. Suddenly he pulls up his sleeve to reveal the dark mark tattooed onto his skin
"Your arm Harry" Dumbledore says. He yanks his arm
"You know what this means don't you" He says "He's back"
We all held our breaths
"Lord Voldemort has returned"
"I'm sorry sir I couldn't help it" Harry cried
"Send an owl to Azkaban they'll find that they're missing a prisoner" Dumbledore says calmly
"I'll be welcomed back like a hero" He declares
"Perhaps, personally I haven't had much time for hero's" Dumbledore replied pushing me and Harry out the room. He lead us back down the corridor where we bumped into Sirius and Remus
"Ophelia" Sirius gasped grabbing onto me. He protectively wrapped me in a hug. Tears fell down my face "Don't run off like that"
"I'm sorry" I choked
"Sirius, Remus if you will can you take these two up to my office?" Dumbledore asks
"Of course" Remus nods
The two adults pull us up to his office. Sirius keeps an arm around my shoulders, Remus does the same with Harry. The walk was in silence. No one strong enough to bare the realisation. Our DADA professor was a death eater and Lord Voldemort was back
Eventually though we arrived outside of the golden gargoyle
"Lemon drops" Sirius said
The gargoyle jumped out of the way making room for us to go by. We entered his office taking a seat by his desk. The adults gave us the seats while they paced. I looked to my wrist. Through my sweater I saw droplets. When I pulled the sleeve I winced in pain making some sound. I hadn't noticed but the three eyes were on me
Under my sleeve was a cut. It stretched from my wrist to the top of my forearm
"What the bloody hell" As soon as I said that Sirius came over gently taking my arm. Remus helped by muttering a few spells to clean the wound then heal it. He summoned some bandages then wrapped my arm so it wouldn't get infected
"How did you get that cut?" Sirius questioned looking deeply into my eyes
"Ummm...Well the man transformed back to his normal self and I really stupidly took a step forward making myself in reach for him to grab me"
He sighed "Jesus Christ Ophelia"
"Sorry" I muttered
We sat in silence waiting for Dumbledore who eventually arrived. Several professors were with him as well. He took his spot behind the desk were the others stood to the side
"Harry tell me what happened"
Harry began to recall everything that happened from right after he entered the maze. He told us that Cedric and him fought over who should grab the cup before they both decided to share the glory. Then how the cup was in fact a port key which transported them to a graveyard. Next he told us how Cedric approached a small man who turned out to be Peter Pettigrew. Sirius clenched his teeth when he heard that name. Harry told us that Peter killed Cedric and how himself had been flung under the capture of some statue. He told us that Peter took Harry's blood, his hand and several other incantations to rebirth Voldemort. Next he explained how the Dark Lord summoned the death eaters before noticing Harry's presence. They had a little duel before his parents, Cedric and this old man who was in Harry's visions showed up. He said how Cedric asked for him to bring back his body before he and his parents blocked of Voldemort so Harry could return to the cup which then lead to what we saw and knew
We sat in silence everyone thinking about what they had just heard
"Harry you said Krum was cursed" I paused "And Voldemort duelled you"
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Ophelia || Harry Potter
Fanfiction[BEING GRADUALLY REWRITTEN INTO THIRD PERSON] "The aim of art is to represent not the outward appearance of things, but their inward significance" - Aristotle What if this inward significance was being able to create a piece moments before it happen...
