Shades of Black | By : KagetsuAsame Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 24401 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 21
There
was a notice posted on the board one afternoon stating that the delegates from
Beauxbatons and Durmstrang would be arriving at 6 on the 30th, a
week away. It also said they would be
released from classes a half hour early.
The day finally arrived and they found themselves outside waiting for
the two schools to turn up. Harry and
Draco were side by side, looking out over the courtyard and lake. Murmurs of how they were going to arrive
echoed through the crowd. They certainly
weren’t expecting what they arrived in.
The first to arrive was a large gilded carriage with a coat of arms on
the side. It was pulled by elephant
sized, winged, palominos with fiery red eyes.
A woman as large as Hagrid stepped out.
She was introduced as Madame Maxime.
Her students looked rather cold, dressed in thin robes of fine silk. Durmstrang arrived next in a huge black ship
that arose out of the lake. Their
clothing was more suited to the weather, it seemed like they were used to
colder weather, their cloaks were lined in thick fur. The students from Durmstrang sat with the
Slytherins while the others sat at the Ravenclaw table. It was then that they were informed about how
the champions would be chosen.
It
wasn’t until a few days later that the champions were picked. Viktor Krum was the Durmstrang champion,
Fleur Delacour, from Beauxbatons, and Cedric Diggory. It was after they were chosen that something
odd happened. A fourth name came out of
the Goblet of Fire…Harry Potter. With
that the champions were chosen and the trials would begin. Draco gave Harry his full support, as did the
Slytherins, the other houses on the other hand resented him, not that it wasn’t
unusual of course but it was even worse.
Harry didn’t care; he only needed his house and their support. No one in the Serpent House asked how he got
his name in when there had been an age line around it, not even Harry knew how
his name got in.
The
trials progressed until the final one.
Cedric and Harry arrived at the end of the last one at the same time and
both of them grabbed the trophy only to find themselves in a graveyard,
surrounded by Death Eaters. Harry looked
around quickly, not sure what to think or make of it. The trophy had been a port key, someone had
wanted one of them here and Harry had a feeling that it was him.
Harry
swallowed hard, he had seen Lucius dressed like this, hesitantly
he spoke, “Lucius?” He questioned softly.
“It’s
alright Harry. We have a present for
you.” Lucius’ voice came from one of the masked wizards.
Cedric
looked panicked, his wand was out. Harry
put his away; he knew Lucius would never harm him, “What kind of present?” He asked,
maintaining his composure, inside he was excited, couldn’t wait to see.
Lucius
chuckled softly and looked at Cedric, “We’ll have to see what my master desires
to do with him, he wasn’t meant to come with you Harry.”
“He
grabbed it at the same time I did, I couldn’t really stop him.” He said with a
sigh.
“It
doesn’t matter Atani.” A new voice said from behind him. He liked the way it sounded, sweet and low.
Harry
turned quickly to see who was there. A
wizard dressed in emerald green and black robes stood there. His pitch black hair fell around his
shoulders and he looked at Harry with sharp green eyes. He immediately recognized him as an older
version of the Tom Riddle he saw in the Chamber of Secrets. His eyes grew wide, it was his father. He stood there in shock, not able to completely
register that his father was here and in one piece.
“Papa?” He asked softly, finally finding his voice.
The
Dark Lord Voldemort smiled at him before doing something very un-dark lord like;
he opened his arms to him as though to embrace him. Harry quickly made his way over, launching
himself into his arms. Voldemort smiled
and laughed, not a sinister, evil laugh but one of happiness. The older wizard wrapped his arms around him
tightly, holding him close and stroking his unruly black hair.
“I’ve
missed you Atani.” He smiled before pulling away and looking at Cedric, “Hmm,
what to do with you?” He said, addressing Diggory, “You could certainly cause
problems for my son and I.”
“Y-Your son?” He asked, pointing his wand at the Dark Lord.
“Yes,
Atani is my son.” He said, stroking Harry’s hair. Cedric shook his head and opened his mouth to
utter a curse, “Crucio.” He said before Diggory’s lips had a chance to part.
He
screamed, loud and long, falling to the ground and curling in on himself. He continued to scream until, with a flick of
his wand, Voldemort released the spell.
Harry stood beside him, watching with detached interest.
“Would
you like to try Atani?”
He
looked down at the writhing student, “No thank you papa, but what’s to be done
with him? He knows who I am.”
The
Dark Lord smiled, “He must die then.” Cedric’s eyes grew wide; it was obvious
he didn’t want to die.
Harry
looked down at him for a moment and shrugged, “I’ve never really seen anyone
die before.”
Gently
Voldemort brushed his fingers through his son’s hair gently, “Then this shall
be a first for you. Avada
Kedavra.” With a flash of green light Cedric Diggory
was dead.
Curious,
Harry walked over and looked down at him, “He still looks afraid but peaceful
at the same time. It’s interesting to
say the least.” He examined the body before him, “Death is fascinating, I mean,
look at him, he’s stuck, right at the moment he was struck with the spell. Pain and fear.”
He
smiled, “You’re going to have to go back soon Atani. I’m sorry that we had to meet in a graveyard
of all places. It’s wonderful to see
that Lucius has been taking good care of you.
I will see you this summer, take the body back with you, I don’t know
what you should tell that fool Dumbledore, he is sure to ask questions.”
Harry
nodded, “I understand.” He wrapped his arms tight around his father, “I’ll see
you this summer?
“Yes,
of course you will.” He returned his child’s hug before letting him go, “Now
grab the trophy and take the corpse with you.”
The
black haired boy nodded and took Cedric’s arm before grabbing the trophy. They were whisked back to the maze. Harry thought up a story quickly, tears
streamed down his cheeks, although they were tears of joy he made it seem as
though he was devastated by seeing Cedric’s death. He held the body tight against him, sobbing,
putting on a wonderful show. Dumbledore
and the other teachers were there, they had been looking for them. Harry looked up at them, tears leaving red
tracks down his cheeks. He rubbed his eyes,
taking on a decidedly innocent look.
Cedric’s death didn’t bother him in the least; he knew his secret and
had to be disposed of before he could reveal that fact to Dumbledore or anyone
else.
“He’s
back.” Harry said softly, looking up at the old wizard. The twinkle was gone from the old fool’s
eyes, “Voldemort is back.”
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