𝗔𝗧𝗬𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗣𝗛𝗢𝗕𝗜𝗔, 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗽𝗼𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘅 𝗱𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝘀𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗲𝗿
𝟴𝟭 - ❝𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝘂𝗲𝗹❞ 💔
❝𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 (𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦) 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦
𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦, 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦
𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 (𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦) 𝘪'𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦
𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵
𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦❞
- 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦, 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘦
THE GREEN SPELL SHOT RIGHT OVER YOUR HEAD AS YOU DUCKED DOWN, EVERYONE'S EYES WIDENING AT YOUR INSANE REFLEXES.
you stare, eyes slightly wide at the spot you just where.
"jesus everloving christ" you mumble, glancing at cedric and harry who looked bewildered.
"yeesh, demon slayer reflexes coming in handy" you mutter so that no one heard.
"totally not cool man" you point at him with an annoyed look on your face.
voldemort dismisses your words with a heavy frown, finally talking to his 'friends'.
"welcome, my friends" he says in his odd, grainy voice.
"thirteen years it's been" he nods, "and yet.. here you stand before me as though it were only yesterday. i confess myself.." he laughs slightly, "dissapointed"
you gasp, everyone glares at you.
you put your hands up in defence, "sorry"
"not one of you tried to find me" voldemort continued.
you must've been pretty hard to find
"crabbe!"
you blink as voldemort yanks the skull mask of a boy as he tumbles to the floor as if in pain.
"macnair! goyle!" he continues to yank the masks off their faces in such a dramatic means you couldn't help but snort slightly.
now there was one.
"not even you..." voldemort slowly approaches the man.
"lucius"
you gasp again, louder and more dramatic as voldemort wisps the mask from gel boy's daddy.
lucius falls to his knees, "my lord, had i detected any sign, a whisper of your whereabouts-"
your digging yourself a whole here, man
"there were signs, my slippery friend"
now don't you be calling mister barbie over here slippery
"and more than whispers"
"i assure you, my lord, i have never renounced the old ways" lucius pulls the black hood off, looking up at voldemort with a mix of emotions.
he slowly stands, "the face i have been obliged to present each day since your.. absence... that is my true mask" he says breathily.
sure. pussy.
"i returned" pettigrew raises his hand and walks forward.
you give him a dumbfounded, 'really?' look.
bitch shut the fuck up nobody asked you
pettigrew gasps in fear as voldemort hastily approaches him,
what can i say? i'm surrounded by a bunch of pussies
you turn to cedric and harry who were both watching in fear.
"out of fear, not loyalty" voldemort goes close to pettigrew who quivers in fear.
"yeah, fear of your ugly ass" you laugh again.
"silence!" voldemort shoots another spell your way which you dodge.
"settle it down" you roll your eyes.
"still, you have proved yourself useful over these past few months, wormtail"
you gape and gag slightly as voldemort strokes pettigrew's head and hair.
voldemort runs his wand over where pettigrew's hand was, a new metallic one forming.
pettigrew watched in awe, flexing his new fingers, "thank you, master. thank you"
harry grunted as he struggled, you frown.
voldemort takes another step toward where you were now stood in front of cedric, beside harry.
"don't go near them!" harry grunts.
thanks, harry, but you don't need to try and protect me
"harry" voldemort says cheerfully.
"oh, i'd almost.. forgotten you were here. standing on the bones of my father" he approaches quickly, you push cedric back slightly but stay in your place, ready to defend harry.
"i'd introduce you but word has it you're almost as famous as me these days"
you step a little closer to harry as voldemort was uncomfortably close.
he turns back to his slaves, "the boy who lived" he says as if it were a joke.
"how lies have fed your legend, harry"
you roll your eyes, "well, he's a boy and he lived, didn't he? name checks out to me" you check your nails.
voldemort ignores you, "shall i reveal what really happened that night 13 years ago? shall i divulge how i truly lost my powers? yes, shall i?" he says walking back to the detah eaters.
you squeeze harry's hand slightly, giving him a look that mean nothing more and nothing less than 'i'll protect you'
"it was love" voldemort spoke and you blinked.
"you see, when dear, sweet lily potter gave her life for her only son.. she provided the ultimate protection. i could not touch him"
"mad crazy"
"it was.. old magic. something i should have foreseen. but no matter, no matter. things have changed"
you reel back as voldemort zooms in suddenly, reaching a very uncomfortable hand position up to harry's head.
"i can touch you.. now"
as voldemort's finger reaches harry's head, he screamed in pain.
in a split second voldemort was sent flying, you foot extended and an annoyed look on your face.
the death eaters all gasped and so did harry and cedric.
"real fuckin' creepy man" you frown.
voldemort pants and slouches slightly in pain, making his best attempts at ignoring you.
"astonishing what a few drops of your blood will do, eh?"
voldemort waves his wand and harry falls to the ground, voldemort walking away.
"pick up your wand, harry" voldemort demands, you fall to the ground to help harry.
"are you okay?" you question, concerned.
his face rises in pink and he shakes his head, knowing this was certainly not the right time to be flustered over you.
"i said, pick it up! get up! get up!" voldemort demands harry.
you nod at harry, "just do it"
he fumbles for his wand.
"you've been taught how to duel, i presume, yes?"
this can't be good. but i can't step in. not yet, at least. if something goes bad and harry is struggling, i'll help him. but i have to let him handle this, i can't baby him in every situation
"first, we bow to each other" voldemort says hastily, doing a small bow.
"come on, now, harry. the niceties must be observed"
you deadpan.
"dumbledore wouldn't want you to forget your manners, would he? i said, bow"
you flinch slightly as voldemort uses his wand to force harry into a bowing position.
harry grunts as he fights it.
"that's better. and now.."
voldemort runs towards harry and he dodges out of the way, breaking out of the imperius curse.
"crucio!" he casts, harry's eyes widen in fear but there was a body in front of his before it could hit.
sweat builds on your forehead as a crippling pain rushes through you.
you stumble to your knees, gripping the grass and trying hard to not cry out in pain.
"[name]!" harry cries.
"such a protective young lady" voldemort grins.
voldemort lifts the curse and you pant.
voldemort laughs, "your parents would be proud" he says to harry, "especially your filthy muggle mother"
"expelliar-" harry shoots as he grips the grass angrily but voldemort deflected the spell, shooting harry back.
"i'm going to kill you, harry potter. i'm going to destroy you"
you kneel in front of him, looking heatedly up at voldemort,
not a fucking chance
voldemort crouches and you scoot both you and harry away.
"after tonight, no one will ever again question my powers" he whispers, grinning.
"after tonight, if they speak of you they'll speak only of how you.. begged for death" he grins maliciously.
"and i, being a merciful lord.."
bitch please
"obliged"
"get up!"
you smack away voldemort's hand as he tries to lift him using the strength from his hand to his head, pulling him up yourself.
you and harry run, ducking behind the podium.
"don't turn your back on me, harry potter! i want you to look at me when i kill you and recruit your little girlfriend to my league"
shut your bitch ass up
"i want to see the light leave your eyes!"
harry grunts, standing.
you frown, but let him go.
standing also but staying by the podium while harry approached voldemort, panting.
"have it your way" harry spoke
"expelliarmus!"
"avada kedavra!"
the two casted at the same time, a beautiful mess of red and green being shot against each other.
you and cedric, who emerged from his hiding spot both watched with lips parted.
you had your katanas gripped in one hand and wand in the other, gripping tightly as you notice harry losing his momentum.
"do nothing! he's mine to finish!" voldemort roared as harry took a few steps forward, the death eaters hesitating.
harry and voldemort both grunt.
a death eater stumbles forward slightly, "he's mine!"
everyone looked up in awe as a sort of barrier surrounded the two.
there was groan as you approached, a white beam wisping from the connected spells.
and then another one.
your eyes widened as they transformed into three people, one elderly man and two middle aged people who stood beside harry, speaking words you could not hear, as if they were speaking straight into harry's mind.
harry pulled back his spell, the spirits flying into voldemort as harry ran, gesturing the two of you to follow him.
immediately guessing his plan, you grabbed the two by the collars and pulled them along hastily to the shimmering blue portkey.
holding the other two, your hand grabbed the cup and you three were suddenly gone.
date posted ; 24/10/23
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