《THE DARK ENIGMA • TOM RIDDLE》LVI. Quidditch World Cup
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"Y/n! Harry!" I hear the familiar voice of Hermione yell as I quickly shoot up, gasping for air.
Harry seemed to have a similar reaction as I glance at him.
"Are you alright?" Hermione asks as Harry sits up next to me.
"Hermione... Bad dream." Harry explains as I nod. "When did you get here?"
"Just now. You two?" She answers as she sets the candle back down.
"Last night." Harry answers as Hermione nods and turns towards Weasley.
"Wake up! Wake up, Weasley!" Hermione yells as the boy quickly wakes up.
"Honestly, get dressed. And don't go back to sleep." Hermione demands before walking off.
Weasley sighs before laying back down and falling asleep.
———
I walk down the path as the white long sleeve shirt with cuffs lays under my black skirt which had strap sleeves. I wore some white ruffles ankle socks along with plain black Mary Janes with a small platform. I had a black messenger bag which went over my shoulder, it had the imprint of a snake on it. The diary and some other stuff stays inside the bag.
"where are we actually going?" Harry asks Ron as Ron shrugs.
"Don't know." Ron simply answers before turning towards his father.
"Hey, dad. Where are we going?" Ron asks as I walk next to Hermione.
"Havent the foggiest. Keep up!" His father yells as we continue walking through the woods.
After awhile we run into another man who seemed to know Ron's father
"Arthur!" The man exclaims as he laughs. "It's about time, son!"
"Sorry, Amos. Some of us had a bit of a sleepy start." Arthur yells back while glaring at Ron who simply yawned.
"This is amos diggory, everyone. Works with me at the ministry." Arthur explains as I wave slightly to the man.
Suddenly, a boy seemingly a few years older than us drops down form the trees.
"And this strapping young lad must be Cedric, am I right?" He asks while shaking Cedric's hand.
"Yes, sir." Cedric nods as Arthur smiles at the boy.
The group contained going forward but me and Harry were stopped by the man.
"Merlin's beard! You must be Harry and y/n potter." The man asks as I glance downs him with a nod.
"And who's this little fellow?" He asks while going to pet nyx only to be stopped when she snaps her jaws at him.
"Sorry, she's not the nicest to new people. Her name is nyx." I explain as he simply laughs it off.
"It's alright! Great, great pleasure." He says while shaking Harry's hand and then mine.
"Pleasure to meet you too, sir." Harry responds as the man chuckles before we walk up to the rest of the group.
———
"Yes, it's, uh, just over there!" Amos says as we walk up the hill, standing around some stupid old boot.
"Why are they all standing around that old boot?" Harry asks as I shrug in response.
"That isn't just any old boot, mate." Fred says while he looks at Harry.
"It's a port key." George explains as Harry still looks confused.
"What's a port key?" Harry and confused as we all grab onto the boot.
"Ready?! One, two... three!!"
———
I land on the ground as nyx hisses, slithering so her head was infront of mine as she asks if I'm okay.
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The adults and Cedric however, got down just fine with no injures.
'I'm alright don't worry.' I hiss back as Cedric pauses and glances at me before walking towards me and Harry and helping us up.
"Thanks!" I say with a grin as Harry smiles and nods.
We walk back up towards the ground as we view a giant field of tents.
"Well kids, welcome to the quidditch World Cup!" Arthur exclaims as we walk into the crowd of people.
"Parting of the ways, I think, old chap." Amos laughs as arthur nods.
"See you at the match!" Arthur responds as I wave to Cedric.
"See you later, Cedric!" Fred says George laughs.
We walk over to a small tent as I pause before walking in aswell.
The tent was way bigger on the inside as Harry stares in suprise, I wasn't all that surprised as I let a grin form on my face.
"I love magic." Harry says as I snicker as nod in agreement.
"Don't we all, Harrykins, don't we all?"
———
"Blimey, dad! How far up are we?" Ron asks as I glance over the edge and see the familiar platinum blond hair.
"Well, put it this way: if it rains you'll be the first to know." Lucius taunts with a grin as Arthur scowls at the man.
A grin forms on my face as I wave to Draco, he rolls his eyes but waves back.
"Me and father are in the ministers box by personal invitation of Cornelius fudge himself." Draco boasts as Lucius rolls his eyes.
"Don't boast, Draco." Lucius demands as Draco scoffs but nods.
"There's no need with these people." Lucius adds on with a grin as Harry stays silent but goes to walk away.
"Do enjoy yourself, won't you? While you can." Lucius says with a small smirk before walking away.
'I don't like that man.' Nyx hisses with a glare at the man as I snort, nodding in responds.
———
"Come on up! Take your seats. I told you these seats would be worth waiting for!" Amos yells as we lean against the bar of the stadium.
"Come on!" George yells with a laugh.
"Woah!" Fred says as the quidditch players zoom past us.
""It's the Irish! There's Troy!" Ron exclaims as I stand looking up at the stadium in awe, standing next to Cedric and Hermione.
"And mullet!"
"And Moran!"
The firework explodes as it moves into a dancing leprechaun. Moments later, the leprechaun then explodes into red as the other team zooms out.
"Who's that?!" Ginny yells as someone does a flip trick on their broomstick.
"That, sis, is the best seeker in the world!" Fred explains as the crowd starts to chant the name 'krum.'
"Good evening! As minister for magic, it gives me great pleasure to welcome each and very one of you to the final of the four hundred and twenty second quidditch World Cup!" The minister announces as the crowd claps slightly. "Let the match... begin!"
———
The twins dance around the tent as they sing something as Ron goes on about krum.
I had switched to a basic black t-shirt and a white skirt which went down to right above my knee, made out of silk. I had some black legwarmers since it was pretty cold out aswell as some basic sneakers. I still had the best on which holds the diary, my wand, and a pouch of snacks for nyx.
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"I think you're in love, weasel-bee." I taunt him as he scowls.
"Shut it." He demands as the twins laughs.
"Viktor, I love you!"
"Viktor, I do!!"
"When we're apart my heart beats only for you!"
I pause as I hear people screaming, I glance at the closed tent door as Arthur comes running back in.
"Stop! Stop! We've gotta get out of here. Now!" Arthur yells as I sigh in disappointment.
———
"Get out, it's death eaters!" A man yells as Arthur rushes us towards the port key.
"Stick together everyone! Fred, George! Ginny is your responsibility. Go!" Arthur exclaims before running off.
I pause as I glance as the hooded figures, I get seperated as the tents explode, leaving me with Harry.
We both trip and fall as the embers burn around us, leaving us passed out.
———
I yawn as I awake to the sound of someone kicking something over. I glance around confused before realizing where I am.
"Oh."
I glance over as i see a figure walking around with a grin.
"Morsmordre!" The figure yells as a skull appears in the sky, a snake slithering out.
The figure hisses (though not in proper parseltounge) as I stay sitting, looking at the figure with a blank expression on my face.
I get up as I clutch the diary in my hands, opening it as Tom materializes infront of me.
"Tom. There's a death eater here... I think it's time we put our plan in action.." I whisper to him as he glances back to see the figure, he seems to recognize them as a grin forms on his face.
"Barty." He says as the figure flinches and turns around, wand pointed directly at us.
"Who are you?!" He demands as he scowls at us, walking towards us.
I walk behind Tom as Tom smirks at the man with an eyebrow raised.
"Really? you can't even recognize this form of me?" Tom question as the man gasps and staggers back.
"L-lord Voldemort." The man— barty, says as he bows down.
I peak over toms shoulder as barty looks at the ground.
"Don't do with any of that 'lord' stuff anymore, just call me Tom for now, you are in my inner circle, after all." Tom explains as barty and looks up, glances at me briefly.
"My lor- tom, who is she?" Barty asks as nyx hisses at him, making barty glare at the snake.
"Y/n potter." Tom replies as barty seems to choke on air as I look at him confused, now standing next to tom.
"B-but my lord... didn't you want to... kill her...? And her brother...?" barty asks confused as I snicker slightly at the man's confusion. Tom sighs as he shakes his head.
"The mad man running around wants to kill her, i however, do not." Tom explains as the man nods slowly.
"While yes, I'm only a horcrux, I have the most part of my soul, fifty percent of it. Once y/n can get the locket, I will have even more, therefore only leaving three horcrux's left. I plan to kill the madman running around, he is clearly... unfit... to be using my name." Tom explains as barty quickly nods.
"Of course, my lord." Barty answers before glancing at me and nyx.
"And do you wish for me to tell your familiar this information...? She has not... taken well... to how the current dark lord acts." Barty asks as Tom pauses for a second before nodding.
"Make sure only my familiar gets this information, wormtail will most likely still follow the current dark lord even after this information would be revealed. He's always been a coward." Tom explains as barty nods.
"Also, make sure to send an owl to y/n about information you have." Tom says as barty nods in agreement.
"Make sure to use a fake name or something, I'll be at hogwarts and I don't want to risk the old coot finding out." I explain with a grin as barty nods.
"Of course, miss potter." Barty responds as I pause and turn back to Harry and see him still asleep.
"You both should go before Harry wakes up." I explain as Tom nods before fading back into the diary.
"Also barty, just call me y/n." I explain with a grin before waving to him and walking back towards Harry.
As soon as I kneel down next to him, Harry wakes up. His eyes widen as he looks past me, I glance behind me and notice barty was still walking away.
Harry goes to say something but was stopped by Ron's yelling.
"Harry!" Ron exclaims as barty pauses before running. "Where are you?!"
"Y/n!" I hear Hermione yell as she runs up to me.
"Been looking for you for ages!" Ron explains to Harry as Harry stands looking at where barty ran off to before glancing at the sky.
"What is that?" Harry asks as suddenly our scars start to hurt as i wince and grab my forehead.
"Stupefy!"
The voices ring in my ears as I quickly grab everyone and push us down.
"Stop!" I hear Arthur yell as he comes running up to us. "That's my son!"
He pushes people as he approaches us.
"Ron, Harry, y/n, hermione, are you all right?" Arthur asks as the wizards scowl at us.
"Which one of you conjured it?" A wizard demands as I glare at the man.
"Crouch, don't—" Arthur was cut off by the wizard, crouch I presume.
"Do not lie!! You've been discovered at the scene of the crime!" Crouch yells as he points his wand at us.
"Crime?" Harry mutters confused.
"Barty, they're just kids." Arthur tries to reason as crouch glares at us.
"What crime?" Harry repeats, still confused as ever.
"It's the dark mark, Harry. It's his mark." I explain to my brother as i gesture to the mark in the sky.
"Voldemort?" Harry asks as crouch flinches back.
"Those people tonight... in the masks, they're his too, aren't they? His followers?" Harry asks as Arthur nods with hesitation.
"Yeah... death eaters." Arthur nods as crouch glances at us.
"Follow me." Crouch demands to the wizards as Harry walks up towards him hesitantly.
"Uh.. there was a man, before. Uh, there!" Harry explains as he points to where barty previously stood.
"All of you, this way!" Crouch yells as they walk off towards that direction.
"A man Harry? Who?" Arthur asks as Harry sighs.
"I'm not sure. I didn't see his face." Harry answers before we glance back up towards the mark in the sky.
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