Voldemort slipped one of those unnaturally long-fingered hands into a deep pocket and drew out a wand. He caressed it gently too; and then he raised it, and pointed it at Wormtail, who was lifted off the ground and thrown against the headstone where Harry was tied; he fell to the foot of it and lay there, crumpled up and crying. Voldemort turned his scarlet eyes upon Harry, laughing a high, cold, mirthless laugh.

Wormtail:My Lord...my Lord...you promised...you did promise...
Voldy:Hold out your arm.
Wormtail:Oh Master...thank you, Master...

He extended the bleeding stump, but Voldemort laughed again.

Voldy:The other arm, Wormtail.
WT:Master, please...please...

Voldemort bent down and pulled out Wormtail's left arm; he forced the sleeve of Wormtail's robes up past his elbow,exposing his Mark.

Voldy:It is back...they will all have noticed it...and now, we shall see...now we shall know...

He pressed his long white forefinger to the brand on Wormtail's arm,and I could feel a searing pain radiating from the neck scar.It was obvious Harry could feel the same electrifying feeling,by the sound of his screams.

Voldy:How many will be brave enough to return when they feel it?And how many will be foolish enough to stay away?You stand, Harry Potter, upon the remains of my late father.A Muggle and a fool...very like your dear mother. But they both had their uses, did they not? Your mother died to defend you as a child...and I killed my father, and see how useful he has proved himself, in death....
Me:Are you growing sentimental?
Voldy:You see,dear Black,that house upon the hillside? My father lived there. My mother, a witch who lived here in this village, fell in love with him. But he abandoned her when she told him what she was....He didn't like magic, my father...He left her and returned to his Muggle parents before I was even born,she died giving birth to me, leaving me to be raised in a Muggle orphanage...but I vowed to find him...I revenged myself upon him, that fool who gave me his name...Tom Riddle....
Me:I suppose,we all have this pain to live with.But the blood family is never one we can choose,but always brings you pain.The true family is the one you choose.
Voldy:*smirks*Such strong feelings...if it is as you say,then look,my true family returns....

He extended me his hand,so I could raise from the ground,guiding me to where all the Death Eaters gathered,fearfully.
All of them were hooded and masked. And one by one they moved forward...slowly, cautiously, as though they could hardly believe their eyes Voldemort stood in silence, waiting for them. Then one of the Death Eaters fell to his knees, crawled toward Voldemort and kissed the hem of his black robes.

Guy1:Master...Master...

The Death Eaters behind him did the same; each of them approaching Voldemort on his knees and kissing his robes, before backing away and standing up, forming a silent circle, which enclosed Tom Riddle's grave

Me:*scoffs*Are these cowards really what you would call a loyal family?I'm disappointed...
Voldy:Welcome, Death Eaters.Thirteen years...thirteen years since last we met. Yet you answer my call as though it were yesterday, we are still united under the Dark Mark, then! Or are we?

He put back his terrible face and sniffed, his slit-like nostrils widening.

Voldy:I smell guilt.There is a stench or guilt upon the air.
Me:How can you smell without a nose?
Voldy:Their guilt is so intense,it is felt without trouble.
Me:You're not wrong...
Voldy:I see you all, whole and healthy, with your powers intact - such prompt appearances! and I ask myself...why did this band of wizards never come to the aid of their master, to whom they swore eternal loyalty?
Me:Because they are a bunch of cowards with no faith in their master?
Voldy:Indeed,they must have believed me broken, they thought I was gone. They slipped back among my enemies, and they pleaded innocence, and ignorance, and bewitchment ....And then I ask myself, but how could they have believed I would not rise again? They, who knew the steps I took, long ago, to guard myself against mortal death? They, who had seen proofs of the immensity of my power in the times when I was mightier than any wizard living?And I answer myself, perhaps they believed a still greater power could exist, one that could vanquish even Lord Voldemort...perhaps they now pay allegiance to another...perhaps that champion of commoners, of Mudbloods and Muggles, Albus Dumbledore?
Me:Dumbledore is nothing more than an abusive bastards who finds himself omniscient.
Voldy:Dumbledore...It is a disappointment to me...I confess myself disappointed....

One of the men suddenly flung himself forward, breaking the circle. Trembling from head to foot, he collapsed at Voldemort's feet.

Guy:Master!Master, forgive me! Forgive us all!

Voldemort began to laugh. He raised his wand.

"Crucio!"

The Death Eater on the ground writhed and shrieked. The tortured Death Eater lay flat upon the ground, gasping.

Voldy:Get up, Avery.Stand up. You ask for forgiveness? I do not forgive. I do not forget. Thirteen long years...I want thirteen years' repayment before I forgive you. Wormtail here has paid some of his debt already, have you not, Wormtail?...You returned to me, not out of loyalty, but out of fear of your old friends. You deserve this pain, Wormtail. You know that, don't you?
WT:Yes, Master...please. Master...please...
Voldy:Yet you helped return me to my body.Worthless and traitorous as you are, you helped me...and Lord Voldemort rewards his helpers....

Voldemort raised his wand again and whirled it through the air. A streak of what looked like molten silver hung shining in the wand's wake. Momentarily shapeless, it writhed and then formed itself into a gleaming replica of a human hand, bright as moonlight, which soared downward and fixed itself upon Wormtail's bleeding wrist.

Wormtail's sobbing stopped abruptly. His breathing harsh and ragged, he raised his head and stared in disbelief at the silver hand, now attached seamlessly to his arm, as though he were wearing a dazzling glove. He flexed the shining fingers, then, trembling, picked up a small twig on the ground and crushed it into powder.

Me:I believe you to be too merciful...
WT:My Lord,Master...it is beautiful...thank you...thank you....
Voldy:May your loyalty never waver again, Wormtail.
WT:No, my Lord...never, my Lord...
Me:Lying rat...

Wormtail stood up and took his place in the circle, staring at his powerful new hand, his face still shining with tears. Voldemort now approached the man on Wormtail's right.

Voldy:Lucius, my slithery friend,I am told that you have not renounced the old ways, though to the world you present a respectable face. You are still ready to take the lead in a spot of Muggle-torture, I believe? Yet you never tried to find me, Lucius....Your exploits at the Quidditch World Cup were fun, I daresay...but might not your energies have been better directed toward finding and aiding your master?
Lucius:My Lord, I was constantly on alert.Had there been any sign from you, any whisper of your whereabouts, I would have been at your side immediately, nothing could have prevented me -
Voldy:And yet you ran from my Mark, when a faithful Death Eater sent it into the sky last summer?Yes, I know all about that, Lucius....You have disappointed me....I expect more faithful service in the future.
Lucius:Of course, my Lord, of course....You are merciful, thank you....
Voldy:The Lestranges should stand here.But they are entombed in Azkaban. They were faithful. They went to Azkaban rather than renounce me....When Azkaban is broken open, the Lestranges will be honored beyond their dreams. The dementors will join us...they are our natural allies...we will recall the banished giants...I shall have all my devoted servants returned to me, and an army of creatures whom all fear....
Me:It is the end of all hope.
Voldy:Macnair...destroying dangerous beasts for the Ministry of Magic now, Wormtail tells me? You shall have better victims than that soon, Macnair. Lord Voldemort will provide....
Macnair:Thank you, Master...thank you.
Voldy:And here-we have Crabbe...you will do better this time, will you not, Crabbe? And you, Goyle?
Them:Yes, Master...We will, Master....
Voldy:The same goes for you, Nott.
Nott:My Lord, I prostrate myself before you, I am your most faithful -
Voldy:That will do.And here we have six missing Death Eaters...three dead in my service. One, too cowardly to return...he will pay. One, who I believe has left me forever...he will be killed, of course...and one, who remains my most faithful servant, and who has already reentered my service.He is at Hogwarts, that faithful servant, and it was through his efforts that our young friend arrived here tonight....but,we have a gues of homour today,that shall be
Yes,Harry Potter has kindly joined us for my rebirthing party. One might go so far as to call him my guest of honor.

There was a silence. Then the Death Eater to the right of Wormtail stepped forward, and Lucius Malfoy's voice spoke from under the mask.

Lucius:Master, we crave to know...we beg you to tell us...how you have achieved this...this miracle...how you managed to return to us....
Voldy:Ah, what a story it is, Lucius.And it begins - and ends - with my young friend here.

He walked lazily over to stand next to Harry, so that the eyes of the whole circle were upon the two of them. The snake continued to circle.

Voldy:You know, of course, that they have called these chuldren,my downfall?You all know that on the night I lost my powers and my body, I tried to kill them. Their mothers died in the attempt to save him - and unwittingly provided him with a protection I admit I had not foreseen....I could not touch them.

Voldemort raised one of his long white fingers and put it very close to Harry's cheek.

Voldy:His mother left upon him the traces other sacrifice....This is old magic, I should have remembered it, I was foolish to overlook it...but no matter. I can touch him now.

Harry started screaming in pain,as He touched his scar. Voldemort laughed softly in his ear, then took the finger away and continued addressing the Death Eaters.

Voldy:I miscalculated, my friends, I admit it. My curse was deflected by the woman's foolish sacrifice, and it rebounded upon myself. Aaah...pain beyond pain, my friends; nothing could have prepared me for it. I was ripped from my body, I was less than spirit, less than the meanest ghost...but still, I was alive. What I was, even I do not know...I, who have gone further than anybody along the path that leads to immortality. You know my goal - to conquer death. And now, I was tested, and it appeared that one or more of my experiments had worked...for I had not been killed, though the curse should have done it. Nevertheless, I was as powerless as the weakest creature alive, and without the means to help myself...for I had no body, and every spell that might have helped me required the use of a wand....
I remember only forcing myself, sleeplessly, endlessly, second by second, to exist....I settled in a faraway place, in a forest, and I waited....Surely, one of my faithful Death Eaters would try and find me...one of them would come and perform the magic I could not, to restore me to a body..., but I waited in vain....
Me:Ahh...you sure do love your monologues.Do you think they actually listen to a word you say?Or just tremble in fear at your very sight?
Voldy:*soft laugh*Is the power overwhelming them so?
Me:I think it is.

The shiver ran once more around the circle of listening Death Eaters. Voldemort let the silence spiral horribly before continuing.

Voldy:Black...you have proven to be more useful and worthy of your name and status than any other fool I have recruited thus far.
Me:You have my thanks.
Voldy:You have officially been welcomed into my close group of loyal followers,if you would accept it.
Me:I believe refusing means my imminent death,which would be quite inconvenient,for,unlike those idiotic Gryffindors,I value my life more than a Poker chip.
Voldy:A wise decision,as expected.

I lift my sleeve up to reveal my porcelain white skin.
He took my hand softly,and with a triumphant smirk,inked my skin with the Dark Mark.
I tried to control my breathing,as I felt a mild panic surge through my body.
Did I do the right thing?
Well...not like I had a choice in the matter.I don't want to die.
But how will I hide this from everyone?
Long sleeves are great but...
At least I'm anaemic.
Snape...Snape...
He's the only one who can know.
And Narcissa.
Only they must know.

Voldemort smiled his terrible smile, his red eyes blank and pitiless amd moved slowly forward and turned to face Harry,raising his wand.

"Crucio!"

His screams of pain echoed throughout the graveyard,along with His laughs.

Voldy:You see, I think, how foolish it was to suppose that this boy could ever have been stronger than me.But I want there to be no mistake in anybody's mind. Harry Potter escaped me by a lucky chance. And I am now going to prove my power by killing him, here and now, in front of you all, when there is no Dumbledore to help him, and no mother to die for him. I will give him his chance. He will be allowed to fight, and you will be left in no doubt which of us is the stronger. Just a little longer, Nagini.Stay with your new caretaker.
Me:Nagini,come here,please.
Voldy:Now untie him, Wormtail, and give him back his wand.

Wormtail approached Harry, who scrambled to find his feet, to support his own weight before the ropes were untied. Wormtail raised his new silver hand, pulled out the wad of material gagging Harry, and then, with one swipe, cut through the bonds tying Harry to the gravestone.
Wormtail walked out of the circle to the place where Cedric's body lay and returned with Harry's wand, which he thrust roughly into his hand without looking at him. Then Wormtail resumed his place in the circle of watching Death Eaters.

Voldy:You have been taught how to duel. Harry Potter?We bow to each other. Harry.Come, the niceties must be observed....Dumbledore would like you to show manners....Bow to death, Harry....
Me:Ahem...isn't this a little too...
Lucius:*whispers*I'd not question his decisions if I were you,Black.
Me: . . . Y-Yeah...right. . .

The Death Eaters were laughing again. Voldemort's lipless mouth was smiling. Harry did not bow.

Me:Potter,just do as he says!
Voldy:I said, bow!

Voldemort said, raising his wand - and Harry tried to resist,but his spine curve as though a huge, invisible hand were bending him ruthlessly forward, and the Death Eaters laughed harder than ever.Fake mirth.That's all they'll ever know.
The Cruciatus curse is truly remarkable...

Voldy:Very good.And now you face me, like a man...straight-backed and proud, the way your father died....And now - we duel.
Me:He is a reckless child,not his father...
Lucius:*puts his hand on my shoulder*You'll get used to it.

Voldemort raised his wand,hitting Harry again with the Cruciatus Curse. The pain was so intense,that he was screaming more loudly than he'd ever screamed in his life.
And then it stopped. Harry rolled over and scrambled to his feet; he was shaking as uncontrollably.

Voldy:A little break,a little pause...That hurt, didn't it. Harry? You don't want me to do that again, do you?

Harry didn't answer.
He's not going to obey.
He's going to die.
Like Cedric.
I...can't let that happen...
Ever.
Never.

Voldy:I asked you whether you want me to do that again.Answer me! Imperio!

"I WON'T!"

That voice was strong and loud,booming through the graveyard.But how did he manage to resist through the Curse?!

Voldy:You won't?You won't say no? Harry, obedience is a virtue I need to teach you before you die....Perhaps another little dose of pain?

This time he was prepared,and hid behind a tomb.

Voldy:We are not playing hide-and-seek, Harry.You cannot hide from me. Does this mean you are tired of our duel? Does this mean that you would prefer me to finish it now, Harry? Come out, Harry...come out and play, then...it will be quick...it might even be painless...I would not know...I have never died....

Before Voldemort could stick his snakelike face around the headstone. Harry stood up...he gripped his wand tightly in his hand, thrust it out in front of him, and threw himself around the headstone, facing Voldemort.

Voldemort was ready. As Harry shouted, "Expelliarmus!" Voldemort cried, "Avada Kedavra!"

A jet of green light issued from Voldemort's wand just as a jet of red light blasted from Harry's - they met in midair - and suddenly Harry's wand was vibrating as though an electric charge were surging through it.
He and Voldemort were both being raised into the air.
The golden thread connecting Harry and Voldemort splintered; though the wands remained connected.

And then an unearthly and beautiful sound filled the air....It was coming from every thread of the light-spun web vibrating around Harry and Voldemort.A phoenix song.

That's a sign.A sign of hope.

Me:Don't break the connection!
Harry:I know that!The music...
Me:This is your hope!

I ran to him,and hugged him from behind,holding his wand-hand as tight as possible,as he was struggling with it.

At once, Voldemort's wand began to emit echoing screams of pain...then - Voldemort's red eyes widened with shock - a dense, smoky hand flew out of the tip of it and vanished...the ghost of the hand he had made Wormtail...more shouts of pain...and then something much larger began to blossom from Voldemort's wand tip, a great, grayish something, that looked as though it were made of the solidest, densest smoke....It was a head...now a chest and arms...the torso of Cedric Diggory?!
It emerged in its entirety from the end of Voldemort's wand, as though it were squeezing itself out of a very narrow tunnel...and this shade of Cedric stood up, and looked up and down the golden thread of light, and spoke.

Me:Cedric?!
Cedric:Hold on,you two.

Next,was the ghost of the old man I saw in my nightmare,at the beginning of the year.

Old man:He was a real wizard, then?Killed me, that one did....You fight him,kids...

The shadow of Bertha Jorkins surveyed the battle before her with wide eyes.

Bertha:Don't let go, now!Don't let him get you,Harry,Raven! - don't let go!

She and the other two shadowy figures began to pace around the inner walls of the golden web, while the Death Eaters flitted around the outside of it...and Voldemort's dead victims whispered as they circled the duelers, whispered words of encouragement to us, and hissed words we couldn't hear to Voldemort.

The smoky shadow of a tall man with untidy hair fell to the ground.

Me:Prongs?!
James:Your mothers are coming...They wants to see you...it will be all right...hold on....You can do it.

And the smoky, shadowy form of Lily Potter blossomed from the end of Voldemort's wand, fell to the ground, and straightened like her husband. She walked close to us, looking down at us, and she spoke in the same distant, echoing voice as the others, but quietly, so that Voldemort, his face now livid with fear as his victims prowled around him, could not hear....
Her ghost was followed by my own mother's one,who was muttering what sounded like Japanese curses,while glaring at Voldemort.

Lily:When the connection is broken, we will linger for only moments...but we will give you time...you must get to the Portkey, it will return you to Hogwarts...do you understand,Harry?
Harry:Yes...
Yami:You guys better beat the hell outta this guy and bring him down!He has to pay for everything he's done to us!
Me:*nods*Got it.
Cedric:Raven..take my body back, will you? Take my body back to my parents..
Raven:I will.I promise.
James:Do it now,be ready to run...do it now....
Harry:NOW!

He pulled his wand upward, and the golden thread broke; the cage of light vanished, the phoenix song died - but the shadowy figures of Voldemort's victims did not disappear - they were closing in upon Voldemort, shielding us from his gaze.

Harry got to his body,as Voldemort kept yelling for his followers to stun us,so he could kill us,but to no avail,for I kept blocking and parrying their attacks with ease.

Harry:Raven,it's time!
Me:Let's go,fast!
Voldy:Stand aside! I will kill him! He is mine!

Harry's hand had closed on Cedric's wrist; one tombstone stood between us and Voldemort.
Just before he could say another spell,Harry Accio'd the Portkey Cup,and we vanished back.
Back where we belong.
Hogwarts.

The weird sensation of being teleported by a Portkey was still confusing,amd the screams,cheers and other noises weren't helping at all.

Raven! Harry!

As I open my eyes,I see the eyes of Dumbledore and Snape,hivering over us.The dark shadows of a crowd of people pressed in around them, pushing nearer.

Harry let go of the cup, but he clutched Cedric to him even more tightly. He raised his free hand and seized Dumbledore's wrist, while Dumbledore's face swam in and out of focus.

Me:This is bad...very bad...
Harry:He's back.He's back. Voldemort.
Fudge:What's going on? What's happened?My God - Diggory! Me:Cedric's dead!Voldemort...

"He's dead!" "He's dead!" "Cedric Diggory! Dead!"

Dumbledore:Harry, you can't help him now. It's over. Let go.
Harry"He wanted me to bring him back.He wanted me to bring him back to his parents....
Me:And that's what we did.
Dumbledore:That's right. Harry...just let go now....

Dumbledore bent down, and with extraordinary strength for a man so old and thin, raised Harry from the ground and set -him on his feet.
I,on the other hand,looked calm,but a panic attack was horribly affecting me,and all I could think of was jump on Snape and drag him away from all the ruckus.
A quiet,dimly-lit classroom,far away from everything

Snape:What happened?
Me:*takes a deep breathe*So...um....the Cup was a Portkey...I suppose that wasn't supposed to happen...someone from the inside...someone who wanted both I and Harry to be killed.Took the 3 of us to a graveyard...and Voldemort was there...
Snape:Worse than feared.
Me:Pettigrew killed Cedric.Made a potion...got his body back....
Snape:The Dark Lord got his body back?
Me:Positive.And the Death Eaters came...and then we dueled...well,more like,Potter dueled.I was...thankfully ignored or...pushed aside for other reasons that I will tell later...but...
Snape:You dueled with the Dark Lord?
Me:Yes yes...Got away...Harry's wand...did something funny....I saw...Cedric's spirit...shadow...whatever.And an old man's...Bertha Jorkins...Lily and James...and...
Snape:And Yami?
Me: . . . And Yami.
Snape:I see...
Me:He took a bone from his father's grave, and Wormtail's right hand, and Harry's blood...
Snape:And the Death Eaters returned.
Me:Yes.Avery,Lucius,Crabbe,Goyle...Loads of them that I don't know of.There's a Death Eater here who put our names in the Goblet of Fire, they made sure we got through to the end...Erh-ghmm...N-No way...
Snape:What is it?
Me:Moody...
Snape:Alastor Moody may look evil,but he is a top class Auror.
Me:No...No...That's not the Moody you guys know...
Snape:Are you absolutely positive of this?
Me:*bites my lip*Absolutely certain.
Snape:So be it.Let's inform Dumbledore about this.

With that,with the slightest glint of worry in his eyes,he grabbed my wrist and dragged me to Dumbledore,and went to where Harry was with the imposter.

"Stupefy!" There was a blinding flash of red light, and with a great splintering and crashing, the door of Moody's office was blasted apart -

Moody was thrown backward onto the office floor. Harry, still staring at the place where Moody's face had been, saw Albus Dumbledore, Professor Snape, and Professor McGonagall looking back at him.
The look upon Dumbledore's face as he stared down at the unconscious form of Mad-Eye Moody was more terrible than imagined.There was no benign smile upon Dumbledore's face, no twinkle in the eyes behind the spectacles. There was cold fury in every line of the ancient face; a sense of power radiated from Dumbledore as though he were giving off burning heat.
And Snape is known for his glares that make you shrink under the ground in fear.

Dumbledore stepped into the office, placed a foot underneath Moody's unconscious body, and kicked him over onto his back, so that his face was visible. Snape followed him, looking into the Foe-Glass, where his own face was still visible, glaring into the room. Professor McGonagall went straight to Harry.

McGonagall:Come along, Potter
Come along...hospital wing...
Dumbledore:No.
McGonagall:Dumbledore, he ought to - look at him - he's been through enough tonight -
Dumbledore:He will stay, Minerva, because he needs to understand.Understanding is the first step to acceptance, and only with acceptance can there be recovery. He needs to know who has put him through the ordeal he has suffered tonight, and why.
Me:So it is as I feared.Again.
Harry:Moody...How can it have been Moody?
Me:This is not Alastor Moody. Dumbledore:You have never known Alastor Moody. The real Moody would not have removed you from my sight after what happened tonight. The moment he took you, I knew - and I followed.
Me:And a Seer's suspicion is never wrong.

Dumbledore bent down over Moody's limp form and put a hand inside his robes. He pulled out Moody's hip flask and a set of keys on a ring. Then he turned to Professors McGonagall and Snape.

Dumbledore:Severus, please fetch me the strongest Truth Potion you possess.Minerva,go down to the kitchens and bring up the house-elf called Winky. Raven, kindly go down to Hagrid's house, where you will find a large black dog sitting in the pumpkin patch. Take the dog up to my office, tell him I will be with him shortly, then come back here.
Me:A-Are you sure it's okay?
Dumbledore:*nods*Go,my child.

I wasn't proud of my lack of athletic skills,but I did my best to sprint to the location of Hagriď's hut,where the 'dog' kept pacing around.

Me:Look uhm...I suggest you follow me...Dumbledore's orders.Don't worry,everything is...just fine...

He obediently ran to my side and nuzzled my hand to pet him,but I couldn't bring myself...to touch him...I...can't...
I awkwardly petted his head twice,then told him to follow me,as I ran to Dumbledore's office.

Me:Okay um...I have to go...I urhm...Have to see how Snape's most powerful Truth potion works and uhm...yeah...s-stay here,please.

Ignoring his whines,I ran back to the 'crime scene',just to see that
Snape had returned and McGonagall had with Winky at her heels.

Snape:Crouch!Barty Crouch!
McGonagall:Good heavens.
Me:Did I just hear Barty Crouch?

Filthy, disheveled, Winky peered around Snape's legs. Her mouth opened wide and she let out a piercing shriek.

Winky:Master Barty, Master Barty, what is you doing here?

She flung herself forward onto the young man's chest.

Winky:You is killed him! You is killed him! You is killed Master's son!
Dumbledore:He is simply Stunned, Winky.Step aside, please. Severus, you have the potion?

Snape handed Dumbledore a small glass bottle of completely clear liquid: the Veritaserum. Dumbledore got up, bent over the man on the floor,forced the mans mouth open and poured three drops inside it. Then he pointed his wand at the mans chest and said, "Ennervate."

Crouch's son opened his eyes. His face was slack, his gaze unfocused. Dumbledore knelt before him, so that their faces were level.

Dumbledore:Can you hear me?
Barty:Yes.
Dumbledore:I would like you to tell uss how you came to be here. How did you escape from Azkaban?
Barty:My mother saved me. She knew she was dying. She persuaded my father to rescue me as a last favor to her. He loved her as he had never loved me. He agreed. They came to visit me. They gave me a draft of Polyjuice Potion containing one of my mother's hairs. She took a draft of Polyjuice Potion containing one of my hairs. We took on each other's appearance.

Winky:Say no more. Master Barty, say no more, you is getting your father into trouble!
Barty:The dementors are blind. They sensed one healthy, one dying person entering Azkaban. They sensed one healthy, one dying person leaving it.She was careful to drink Polyjuice Potion until the end. She was buried under my name and bearing my appearance. Everyone believed her to be me.

Dumbledore:And what did your father do with you, when he had got you home?
Barty:Staged my mother's death. A quiet, private funeral. That grave is empty. The house-elf nursed me back to health. Then I had to be concealed. I had to be controlled. My father had to use a number of spells to subdue me. When I had recovered my strength, I thought only of finding my master...of returning to his service.
Dumbledore:How did your father subdue you?
Barty:The Imperius Curse.I was under my fathers control. I was forced to wear an Invisibility Cloak day and night. I was always with the house-elf. She was my keeper and caretaker. She persuaded my father to give me occasional treats.
Winky:Master Barty, Master Barty.You isn't ought to tell them, we is getting in trouble....
Dumbledore:Did anybody ever discover that you were still alive?Did anyone know except your father and the house-elf?

Barty:A witch in my father's office. Bertha Jorkins. She came to the house with papers for my father's signature. Winky showed her inside and returned to the kitchen, to me. But Bertha Jorkins heard Winky talking to me. She came to investigate. She heard enough to guess who was hiding under the Invisibility Cloak.She confronted him.

Dumbledore:Tell me about the Quidditch World Cup.
Barty:Winky talked my father into it.She spent months persuading him. I had not left the house for years. I had loved Quidditch.He agreed in the end.It was carefully planned. My father led me and Winky up to the Top Box early in the day. Winky was to say that she was saving a seat for my father. I was to sit there, invisible. When everyone had left the box, we would emerge. Winky would appear to be alone. I managed to steal a  wand.

Dumbledore:So you took the wand and what did you do with it?
Barty:We went back to the tent.Then we heard them. We heard the Death Eaters. The ones who had never been to Azkaban. The ones who had never suffered for my master. They had turned their back. they did not. Winky was afraid to see me so angry. She used her own brand of magic to bind me to her. She pulled me from the tent, pulled me into the forest, away from the Death Eaters. I I used the stolen wand to cast the Dark Mark into the sky.Ministry wizards arrived.

When Winky was discovered, my father knew I must be nearby.Now it was just Father and I, alone in the house. And then...and then..My master came for me...He arrived at our house late one night in the arms of his servant Wormtail. My master had found out that I was still alive. He had captured Bertha Jorkins in Albania. He had tortured her. She told him a great deal. She told him about the Triwizard Tournament. She told him the old Auror, Moody, was going to teach at Hogwarts. He tortured her until he broke through the Memory Charm my father had placed upon her. She told him I had escaped from Azkaban. My master conceived a plan, based upon the information Bertha had given him. He needed me. He arrived at our house near midnight. My father answered the door.It was very quick. My father was placed under the Imperius Curse by my master.And I was released. I awoke. I was myself again, alive as I hadn't been in years.

Dumbledore:And what did Lord Voldemort ask you to do?
Barty:He asked me whether I was ready to risk everything for him. I was ready. It was my dream, my greatest ambition, to serve him, to prove myself to him. He told me he needed to place a faithful servant at Hogwarts,who would guide Harry Potter and Raven Black through the Triwizard Tournament without appearing to do so. A servant who would watch over Harry Potter and Raven Black Ensure they reached the Triwizard Cup. Turn the cup into a Portkey, which would take the first person to touch it to my master. But first -

Me:You needed Alastor Moody.You and Pettigrew did the Polyjuice Potion beforehand.Then captured Moody...That day when we heard Moody was attacked...it was you...and then you acted as him,until now.Isn't that right?
Barty:Certainly.

Dumbledore:And what became of Wormtail after you attacked Moody?
Me:Saw him serving as Voldemort's lackey.He helped him gain his body back.

Dumbledore:But your father escaped.
Barty:Yes. After a while he began to fight the Imperius Curse just as I had done. There were periods when he knew what was happening. My master decided it was no longer safe for my father to leave the house. He forced him to send letters to the Ministry instead. He made him write and say he was ill. But Wormtail neglected his duty. He was not watchful enough. My father escaped. My master guessed that he was heading for Hogwarts. My father was going to tell Dumbledore everything, to confess. He was going to admit that he had smuggled me from Azkaban.
My master sent me word of my father's escape.I used the map I had taken from Harry Potter. The map that had almost ruined everything.
Me:Incompetent as always..
Dumbledore:Map?What map is this?
Barty:Potter's map of Hogwarts. Potter saw me on it. Potter saw me stealing more ingredients for the Polyjuice Potion from Snape's office one night. He thought I was my father. We have the same first name. I took the map from Potter that night. I told him my father hated Dark wizards. Potter believed my father was after Snape.
Me:The Marauders Map shows every person in Hogwarts,their name and where they are specifically.It's perfectly accurate.
Barty:For a week I waited for my father to arrive at Hogwarts. At last, one evening, the map showed my father entering the grounds. I pulled on my Invisibility Cloak and went down to meet him. He was walking around the edge of the forest. Then Potter came, and Krum. I waited. I could not hurt Potter; my master needed him. Potter ran to get Dumbledore. I Stunned Krum. I killed my father.
Winky:Noooo!Master Barty, Master Barty, what is you saying?
Dumbledore:You killed your father...What did you do with the body?
Barty:Carried it into the forest. Covered it with the Invisibility Cloak. I had the map with me. I watched Potter run into the castle. He met Snape. Dumbledore joined them. I watched Potter bringing Dumbledore out of the castle. I walked back out of the forest, doubled around behind them, went to meet them. I told Dumbledore Snape had told me where to come.Dumbledore told me to go and look for my father. I went back to my father's body. Watched the map. When everyone was gone, I Transfigured my father's body. He became a bone...I buried it, while wearing the Invisibility Cloak, in the freshly dug earth in front of Hagrid's cabin.I offered to carry the Triwizard Cup into the maze before dinner.
Me:And you turned it into a Portkey. Barty:My master's plan worked. He is returned to power and I will be honored by him beyond the dreams of wizards.
Me:Great.Yet another psychopath.

Dumbledore stood up. He stared down at Barty Crouch for a moment with disgust on his face. Then he raised his wand once more and ropes flew out of it, ropes that twisted themselves around Barty Crouch, binding him tightly. He turned to Professor McGonagall.

Dumbledore:Minerva, could I ask you to stand guard here while I take Harry and Raven upstairs?
McGonagall:Of course.
Dumbledore:Severus,please tell Madam Pomfrey to come down here; we need to get Alastor Moody into the hospital wing. Then go down into the grounds, find Cornelius Fudge, and bring him up to this office. He will undoubtedly want to question Crouch himself. Tell him I will be in the hospital wing in half an hour's time if he needs me.

Snape nodded silently and swept out of the room.

Dumbledore:I want you to come up to my office first. Harry,Raven.Sirius is waiting for us there.
Me:Right...
Harry:Professor,where are Mr. and Mrs. Diggory?
Dumbledore:They are with Professor Sprout.She was Head of Cedric's house, and knew him best.

In his office,Sirius was waiting. In one swift moment, he had crossed the room.I couldn't bring myself to stay close to them.I kept mh distance,staying glued to the door.

Sirius:Harry, are you all right? I knew it - I knew something like this - what happened?What happened?

Dumbledore began to tell Sirius everything Barty Crouch had said. He sat down opposite Harry, behind his desk. He was looking at Harry, who avoided his eyes.

Dumbledore:I need to know what happened after you touched the Portkey in the maze.
Sirius:We can leave that till morning, can't we, Dumbledore?Let him have a sleep. Let him rest.
Me:No.I'll tell you what happened,just like I told Severus.You,of all people,must know.

With a deep breathe,I told them everything that happened,skipling about the...bad part.As far as I can see,Harry wasn't conscious when...that happened,so it's better left unsaid for now.

Me:Professor...I know I'm 'All-Knowing',but I have no explanation for how or why did the wands connect.I thought it had something to do with the same core but...It doesn't seem right.

Dumbledore:Priori Incantatem.
Sirius:The Reverse Spell effect?
Dumbledore:Exactly.Harry's wand and Voldemort's wand share cores,you were correct,Raven Each of them contains a feather from the tail of the same phoenix. This phoenix, in fact.
Harry:My wand's feather came from Fawkes?
Dumbledore:Yes.Mr. Ollivander wrote to tell me you had bought the second wand, the moment you left his shop four years ago.Raven,your wand is spectacular as well,I am sure you are aware of that.
Me:I am.
Sirius:So what happens when a wand meets its brother?They will not work properly against each other
If, however, the owners of the wands force the wands to do battle...a very rare effect will take place. One of the wands will force the other to regurgitate spells it has performed - in reverse. The most recent first...and then those which preceded it....Which means that some form of Cedric must have reappeared.
Me:Cedric,Bertha,Lily,James...Yami..
Sirius:Yami came back to life?!
Me:No spell can reawaken the dead.. Dumbledore:All that would have happened is a kind of reverse echo. A shadow of the living Cedric would have emerged from the wand...am I correct?
Harry:He spoke to meThe...the ghost Cedric, or whatever he was, spoke.
Dumbledore:An echo,which retained Cedric's appearance and character. I am guessing other such forms appeared...less recent victims of Voldemort's wand....
Dumbledore:The last murders the wand performed.In reverse order. More would have appeared, of course, had you maintained the connection. Very well,what did they do.

Harry described how the figures that had emerged from the wand had prowled the edges of the golden web, how Voldemort had seemed to fear them, how the shadow of Harry's mother had told him what to do, how Cedric's had made its final request.

Dumbledore:I will say it again,you have shown bravery beyond anything I could have expected of you tonight. You have shown bravery equal to those who died fighting Voldemort at the height of his powers. You have shouldered a grown wizard's burden and found yourself equal to it - and you have now given us all we have a right to expect. You will come with me to the hospital wing. I do not want you returning to the dormitory tonight. A Sleeping Potion, and some peace...Sirius, would you like to stay with them?

Sirius nodded and stood up. He transformed back into the great black dog and walked with Harry and Dumbledore out of the office, accompanying them down a flight of stairs to the hospital wing.

Me:I urh...have other things to do.I need to talk to Severus...Severus...yes...I need him...
Sirius:Snape?Why him?
Me:I...just....Bye!

I opened the door in a hurry,and in the hallway,I caught a glimpse of Mrs. Weasley, Bill, Ron, and Hermione grouped around a harassed-looking Madam Pomfrey.They were too busy,fortunately,so I managed to slip past them.
I kept muttering for Snape,feeling panic flowing through me again.Where is he...Where...is he when...I need him?!

Suddenly,I feel a strong hand grip my shoulder,and I jump,letting out a small scream,then turned around,glancing at dark,amused eyes.
I had found him.
And just as before,I dragged him to yet another silent,dim-lit classroom,and stayed glued to the window.

Snape:What is it this time?You sure do enjoy dragging me around in classroms,and calling me by my first name,as if we are friends.
Me:With all due respect but...I believe after this day,we share a bond closer than anyone else around.
Snape:Black...What is it?
Me:Can you show it to me?Y-Your....Dark Mark....?

He raised an eyebrow,looking at me confused,but lifted his sleeve skeptically.

Snape:There. The Dark Mark. It is not as clear as it was an hour or so ago, when it burned black, but you can still see it.Now,tell the purpose.

I turned my back to him,hugging myself,and letting a silent sob.

Me:Did you know that Voldemort wanted to recruit me?That he treatured my traits so much?It seems unreal...I knew it was going to happen but...so early...and like that...
Snape:Raven,calm down.
Me:HOW CAN I CALM DOWN?! . . . I'm not ready...not yet...I have so much more to learn...

With my face streamed with tears,I lift my sleeve up,revealing a faint Dark Mark,gleaming in the light of the moon.He stared at it,concerned,then at my shaky form.
I couldn't control myself any longer,and jumped on him,hugging him as tight as possible.
He slowly put his arms around me,in an attempt to comfort me.

Snape:You have a lot to learn this summer,Black.Prepare yourself,for I do not appreciate lazy students.
Me:Don't mistake me for some sleazy Gryffindors!I'm a Black,not a Potter!
Snape:*smirks*That's what I like to hear.Dumbledore will have to be informed of this,however,I shall handle that matter.
Me:Help me...don't ever leave me...please...
Snape:I won't.
Me:I believe you.

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The next night,after Cedric's funeral and Dumbledore's speech,I plopped myself in front of the fireplace,in our empty Common Room,thinking of the future,when my favourite blond appears and sits next to me.

Draco:So...did it really happen?
Me:I don't lie.
Draco:I see...
Me:Your father was there.
Draco:Was he?
Me:Yes.
Draco:Not surprised.He was one of his most loyal supporters.
Me:Was he,really...
Draco:Well,he must have been.Otherwise...
Me:Otherwise,both you and Narcissa would have been dead.He wasn't loyal to Voldemort.He was loyal to his family.
Draco:I...guess you're right.
Me:I am.And I need to speak to Narcissa.
Draco:You could always stay over summer at ours.The offer is still available.
Me:I am aware. I suppose it wouldn't be a problem.
Draco:You are very welcomed,Black.
Me:Yeah yeah...
Draco:We will be okay.
Me:We won't.
Draco:Yes,we-
Me:NO,Draco,we will NOT be okay!
Draco:Fine,whatever...
Me:Just promise me something.Before we leave and...whatever that is next to happen...
Draco:What is it?
Me:Never leave me.You're my only real friend.
Draco:*scoffs*Yeah,right,as if I thought of ditching you.
Me:*smiles*Good call.Goodnight,Draco.
Draco:Goodnight,Raven.

And with yet another terrible tragedy,our 4th year and Hogwarts has ended,and with it,all our hopes for the future.
All we have left is to see what time and fate have in store for us.