A/N: Okay, so here's chapter ten. I really don't like this chapter b/c i felt like I just copied striaght out of Goblet of Fire. I think this chapter is dull and boring personally, but it had to be done. The next chapter is when I really start to turn away from the books and hit more on the Order and things like that. So just bare with me through this one

31st, 1994

It was getting late. James was still up reading the paper while Lily was engrossed in her latest find at a Muggle book store. Even now, she still loved to read Muggle novels. This one was a thriller novel, near the climax of the story - and Lily was on pins and needles, all curled up on the couch.

So when a scarlet phoenix appeared from no where, Lily nearly had a heart attack. She gave a frightened scream and nearly flew off the couch while James laughed and took the letter that the beautiful phoenix held.

By the time Lily finally registered that it was Fawkes, the magnificent bird had vanished. James was still chuckling when he began to read Dumbledore's letter. Lily glared at him until she noticed that he had suddenly stopped smiling; his eyes had widened and his mouth hung slightly open.

"What's wrong?" Lily asked worriedly. She had come to realize that whenever Dumbledore wrote to them, it usually meant something bad had happened.James looked up at Lily, shock written on his face.

"Harry's name came out of the Goblet of Fire,"Lily eyes widened.

"That can't be possible. He's only fourteen, and there was an Age Line - Dumbledore drew it himself! And how could they let him compete against two other - "

"It says here," James cut her off, looking back at the letter, "that Harry is the fourth champion. The others were Viktor Krum, Fleur Delacour, and Cedric Diggory. Their names came out first, then Harry's. He says that Harry said he didn't put his in the Goblet, and that he believes him. And because 'the Goblet institutes a binding magical contract,' Harry must compete in the tournament."

"No, no," Lily murmured. "Who would put Harry's name in the Goblet?"

"Someone who obviously wants to harm him,"James and Lily's eyes met and they instantly understood one another.

"It's Voldemort, isn't it?" Lily said, her voice shaking.

"Who else could it be?"

"But who could have done it under Dumbledore's - and Moody's - noses?" James raised his eyebrows.

"Oh, no," Lily said in an exasperated tone.

"I know exactly who your thinking of, and it couldn't be him. "How can you be sure?"Lily rolled her eyes.

"James, we've been through this who knows how many times! Snape is not a Death Eater any more! Dumbledore trusts him...it couldn't have been him."

"Then who?"Lily sighed.

"I have no idea."

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James and Lily arrived on the grounds of Hogwarts at ten o'clock on the morning of November twenty-fourth; the morning of the first task of the Triwizard Tournament.

Lily felt like she would have passed out. Dumbledore had invited them to sit in the staff portion of the stadium that had been set up to watch the first task - probably because he knew they would have come anyway.

They had made it just in time; the whole school was making their way out of the castle. James and Lily searched through the crowd of students until they spotted an old man with a long, white beard.

"Ah, James, Lily," Dumbledore said as they approached.

"How are you?"

"As well as can be expected - all things considered," said Lily.

Dumbledore smiled as they followed him in silence. As they climbed the stairs and nearly reached the section where many of the staff was sitting, Lily noticed that Severus Snape was among them. She felt James's hand tighten on hers; he had noticed as well.

"Behave," she whispered before they took their seats.

Lily was nervously twisting her hands, and could feel her face pale when Ludo Bagman announced that the tournament was beginning.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to the first task of the Triwizard Tournament! Our four champions are now preparing for what lies ahead. Each of the champions will need to rescue a golden egg from a dragon!" Lily's eyes widened as she swayed dangerously in her seat.

"Our first champion will be Cedric Diggory form Hogwarts!"

Over the next few hours, Lily and James watched Cedric, Fleur, and Viktor all get pass their dragons. After the took Krum's dragon away - a Chinese Fireball - they brought out the final dragon - a vicious Hungarian Horntail.

"Harry gets that!" Lily exclaimed as she pointed at the dragon.

"And here comes our final champion, Harry Potter!" Bagman announced as their fourteen year old son walked out of a small tent and into the stadium. The crowd erupted into cheers, except the Slytherins, who booed.

Harry stared at the Horntail before he pointed his wand at the castle and said a spell that no one else heard over the roar of the dragon. Lily held her breath to see what her son was planning.

Soon, the crowd slowly started to cheer again as they pointed toward the castle. Then they saw it - Harry had summoned his Firebolt.

The crowd went crazy as he mounted his broom and flew into the air.After numerous dives, and only one shoulder burn, Harry had managed to capture his egg.

A huge wave of relief swept over Lily as she and James made their way out of the stadium.

"One down, two to go," James said as they left.

X X X X
June 24, 1995

Lily and James were, once again, on the grounds of Hogwarts to watch their son compete in a dangerous task of the Triwizard Tournament. But from what Harry had said in his letter, there wasn't going to be much watching this time. Harry had said that a giant maze was being built on the Quidditch pitch, so the crowd wouldn't be able to see much.

But in Lily's opinion, this was going to be worse than watching Harry fight a dragon.

James and Lily had spent the day with Harry walking around the grounds. It was a rather relaxing day - until the tournament was about to begin. While Lily tried to stay positive, thinking that after tonight, the tournament would be over and she could sleep easier, something kept intruding her thoughts. It had been clear from the beginning that whoever put Harry's name in the Goblet meant him harm - or death.

And while Harry had done very well in the tasks - he was tied in first place with Cedric - this was the last chance for Harry to get either hurt or kill had simply make it look like an accident. This morbid thought ran through Lily's mind while the audience watched the four champions enter the maze. As time slowly passed, red sparks were sent into the air.

Lily and James tensed, neither speaking their worst fear. Hagrid, who had been patrolling the outside of the maze, came out carrying and unconscious Fleur Delacour out of the maze. Immediately, Fleur's family - who were sitting near James and Lily - ran to her.

But by the time they got to her, Madam Pomfrey had revived her. Bagman announced that she was perfectly fine, though she would not receive any points for the third task.

Sometime later, another set of red sparks were fired in the air. This time, it was Viktor Krum. That meant it was down to Cedric and Harry....

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Lily nerves were racked. She could barely stand the tension...it had been nearly two hours since Krum had been taken out of the maze. But from the corner of the stadium, people started whispering. James and Lily noticed a group of people huddled together just outside of the maze.

"I think some one's been killed," they heard a student say. James and Lily took one terrified look at each other before they hurried out of the stands. They had just reached the ground when Dumbledore met them.

"Albus, what's going - " Lily began but he cut her off.

"Cedric is dead. Harry says that Voldemort, who now has a body, killed him."All they could do was stare. Finally, Lily managed to find her voice.

"This c-can't be happening," she stammered out as tears spilled from her eyes. Then, a man and woman ran pushed past James, Lily, and Dumbledore.

It was Cedric's parents. They fell on the ground next to their lifeless son, sobs shaking their bodies.

"Where's Harry?" James asked suddenly.

"He is right - " Dumbledore turned, but stopped when her did not see Harry.

"Then that must mean - " he said to himself. He quickly turned back to James and Lily as Professors McGonagall and Snape came up to Dumbledore.

"We haven't much time," Dumbledore said, addressing everyone.

"We need to get to Moody's office, now."James and Lily took off running with Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Snape close behind. They rushed to the castle, ran up through the Entrance Hall, up the Marble Staircase, down one corridor and up another flight of stairs until they reached Moody's office. Without another thought, James shouted

"Stupefy!" There was a blinding flash of red light as the office door was blasted apart with Moody caught under the remainder of the door. Lily and James rushed to their son as the others surrounded Moody.

"Oh, Harry," Lily said as she pulled her son into a hug.

"Are you alright?"

"I'm okay, Mum,"

"Come on, Harry," James said, his hand on Harry's shoulder.

"Let's get you to the hospital wing.."

"No," said Dumbledore sharply.

"Albus," Lily pleaded, "he needs rest - he's been through too much tonight as it - "

"He needs to understand who has done this and why. You know as well as anyone, Lily, that understanding is the first step to recovery."

"But how could Moody - " James said but was cut off by Dumbledore.

"This is not Alastor Moody,"As if the night had not been traumatic enough, they watched Moody transform into none other than Barty Crouch, Jr. After Snape administered Veritaserum, Crouch confessed to everything; how he had escaped from Azkaban, how he had stolen Harry's wand and cast the Dark Mark at the Quidditch World Cup, how Voldemort and Wormtail had contacted him and set Voldemort's plan into motion, and how he had been taking the Polyjuice Potion all year.

After the confession, Dumbledore unlocked the fake Moody's large trunk, revealing the real, very weakened Alastor Moody. Dumbledore then sent Snape to get Madam Pomfrey to care for the real Moody while McGonagall guarded Crouch.

"Harry?" Dumbledore said gently. "I know that you need to go to the hospital wing, but I must ask for you and your parents to come to my office first."Harry nodded. He stood up, but nearly fell into James.

"Hold on," Lily said. She lifted Harry's pant leg to reveal a bloody, swollen ankle. Lily murmured a spell that instantly healed Harry's broken ankle.

"Thanks," Harry said.Lily nodded as she, James, and Harry followed Dumbledore to his office. They all listened as Harry recounted the events of the graveyard; that the Triwizard Cup was a portkey, that he watched Cedric die, how Wormtail had bound him to Voldemort's father's gravestone and forcefully taken his blood, how Voldemort had regained his body and recalled his Death Eaters.

He also told them how he and Voldemort dueled, causing a connection between their wands. Apparently, the echo of Cedric had asked him to bring his body back to his parents. Finally, they took Harry to the hospital wing to see Ron and Hermione standing by a harassed-looking Madam Pomfrey.

They seemed to be demanding to know where Harry was. Ron and Hermione rushed to their friend, but Dumbledore stopped them.

"I know you are both concerned for Harry, but for right now he needs sleep, peace, and quiet. And you can stay here with James and Lily, as long at they agree."

"Of course," James and Lily said as Madam Pomfrey led Harry to a bed. Once he was in, Lily sat on the edge of the bed, James sitting in a chair next to her with Ron and Hermione on the other side of the bed.

"I'm alright," Harry told everyone.

"Just tired."

Lily's eyes filled with tears as she unnecessarily smoothed his covers.Madam Pomfrey brought Harry a goblet of purple potion.

"You'll need to drink all of this, Harry my boy," she said.

"It's a potion for dreamless sleep." Harry didn't even finish it before he fell asleep. How long they sat there, Lily wasn't sure. But all the while, she never took her eyes off of her son. It was really happening again...Voldemort had regained his body...their world would be plunged into war and terror once again....But Lily's thoughts were interrupted by what sounded like Cornelis Fudge and McGonagall, followed by Snape.

But Lily never expected the next turn the night would take. Being the complete idiot that Fudge was, brought a dementor into the castle to see Barty Crouch, Jr., but the dementor sucked out his soul. There after, Dumbledore preceded to tell Fudge of Voldemort's return.

Yet Fudge flat out refused to believe it. But when he doubted whether Harry was telling the truth - his evidence being based on the slanderous writings of Rita Skeeter - Lily nearly lost it. And before Fudge left, he threw Harry's Triwizard winnings on the bedside table and stormed out.

"There is work to be done," said Dumbledore. "James, I have asked you this before, but I feel I must ask yet again."

"There's no need," James said. "You know that you can count on us."

"Thank you, but I need something else, James." Dumbledore gestured to Snape, who came forward. James and Snape glared at each other.

"I trust both of you," Dumbledore continued.

"It is time for you to lay aside your old differences and trust each other."

Yeah, right, Lily thought. It would take a miracle for what he was asking.

"I will settle, in the short term," said Dumbledore, with a bite of impatience in his voice, "for a lack of open hostility. You will shake hands. You are on the same side now. Time is short, and unless the few of us who know the truth do not stand united, there is no hope for any of us."

Lily shoved James between his shoulder blades and very slowly - but still glaring at each other - James and Snape shook hands. They let go extremely quick.

"That will do to be going on with," said Dumbledore, stepping between them once more.

"Now, I have work for each of you. Fudge's attitude, though not unexpected, changes everything. James, I need you to set off at once. You are to alert Sirius, Remus, Mundungus Fletcher, Arabella Figg - the old crowd.

Lily, I need you to contact Arthur and Molly Weasley, tell them what has happened. Have them contact their eldest sons, Bill and Charlie."

"Albus," Lily said,

"Can I stay here - just until Harry is asleep?"

"Of course, Lily," he said kindly.

"James, you may stay as well." Then Dumbledore turned to Snape.

"Severus, you know what I must ask you to do. If you are ready...If you are prepared..."

"I am." said Snape. He looked slightly paler then usual, and his cold, black eyes glittered strangely.

"Then good luck," said Dumbledore, and he watched, with a trace of apprehension on his face, as Snape swept wordlessly out of the hospital wing. Several minutes past before Dumbledore spoke again.

"I must go downstairs," he said finally.

"I must see the Diggorys. Harry, take the rest of your potion. I will see all of you later."After he left, Lily turned back to her son.

"Go on, Harry," She handed her son the rest of the sleeping potion.

"This is my fault," said Harry, his voice filled with guilt.

"I told Cedric to take the cup with me."

"This is not your fault," said James.

"You couldn't have stopped it."There was a loud slamming noise and Lily, James, Harry, and Ron all turned to see Hermione standing by the window.

"Sorry," she whispered.

"Your potion, Harry," said Lily quietly, holding back tears. One drink later, and Harry was fast asleep.Several quiet minutes later, James quietly said,

"Come on Lil, we have work to do," She nodded and turned to Ron and Hermione.

"Could you keep an eye on him? Just to make sure he's okay," Lily said.

"Of course," said Hermione as Ron nodded.

Lily and James walked out of the hospital wing and through the unusually quiet castle, on their way to recall the Order of the Phoenix.