The Graveyard

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(that's Tessa's wand btw. In case any of you were curious. It's also my wand)

~Tessa's POV~

As soon as the world stop spinning, Cedric, Harry, and I dropped to the ground

Harry and I looked up and around "Where are we?" Harry asked

Cedric shook his head. He and I got up and pulled Harry to his feet. Harry leaned on me.

We all looked around

It was clear that we were no longer on Hogwarts grounds. We were clearly miles, perhaps hundreds of miles, from our beloved school. A graveyard

The place looked familiar somehow. But I couldn't place it

Cedric looked down at the Triwizard Cup then at us

"Did anyone tell you it was a portkey?" He asked

"No" Harry and I said together

"Is this supposed to be part of the task?" Harry asked

"I dunno" Cedric said, he sounded nervous, "wands out, d'you reckon?"

"Yeah" Harry said, and I nodded. We all pulled out our wands.

I looked around silently, I felt like we were being watched.

"Someone's coming" Harry said suddenly

I squinted in the darkness. I watched as a figure drew nearer to us, walking steadily toward us between the graves. I couldn't see their face but the way it was walking and holding its arms, I could tell it was carrying something

Whoever it was was short and wore a hood to cover their face. After several paces nearer, the gap between us closing, I saw that the thing in the person's arms looked like a baby... Or just a bundle of robes

I saw Harry lower his wand out of the corner of my eyes. Cedric gave us a quizzical look.

We watched the figure come nearer

It stopped beside a towering marble headstone, only feet from us. For a moment the figure just stared at is.

Then without warning, I felt a searing pain coming from my scar. The scar had hurt many times before but NEVER as bad as this... I dropped my wand and fell to my knees, groaning in agony. Though mostly blinded by the pain, I saw Harry do the same

From far away, above our head, I heard a high cold voice "kill the spare"

A swishing noise and a second voice, which screeched the words into the night: "Avada kedavra!"

A blast of green light shone through my closed eyelids. I heard something thud to the ground. The pain in my scar was so strong and then... It stopped. Terrified of what I was about to see, I opened my watering eyes.

I glanced at Harry who looked to be in shock then I looked where he was looking

The tears residing in my eyes began to stream down my face when I saw him. He was lying on the ground, limbs spread out. Cedric was dead.

For a moment, Harry and I just stared, then the pain of realization hit me

"CEDRIC! NO!" I cried, going to stand up, trying to find my wand. Harry grabbed my wrist tentatively

Suddenly, someone pulled us both to our feet

The short man in the clock had put down his bundle, lit his wand, and was dragging us toward the headstone.

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