"𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐥𝗼𝗼𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝗼 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆, 𝐈 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 - 𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘."
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Selene Black is the younger and only sister of Sirius Black, born the year Sirius ran away from home. After her other brother and her parents die, and Sirius is impri...
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I could no longer bare to watch the gut-wrenching scene any further. To see Cedric on the ground, lifeless and see his family grieving was too much for me to bare.
I tore my eyes away from the Hufflepuff's body and turned to Harry to comfort him after this traumatizing event.
"Harry ..." I croaked, wiping a tear and once I opened my eyes I had realized that he was nowhere to be seen.
I frowned as my eyes searched the are everywhere, hoping that Harry would be around somewhere. But he was missing. He was right next to Cedric's body a second ago. Where could have that boy disappeared to?
Then I realized that it wasn't just Harry who was missing.
Mad-Eye was also gone.
"Mad-Eye couldn't have taken Harry out of this place ... he would never do that ..." I muttered to myself, noting that Mad-Eye was near with Harry before he disappeared. And I knew that Mad-Eye would never do such a thing to a young boy, especially after the trauma he went through.
Then my eyes buldged in horror all of a sudden, remembering the letter that Harry wrote to me a few weeks ago. He saw a memory of Dumbledore's through the Pensieve and Barty Crouch Jr was there.
I suddenly remembered why Mad-Eye's odd tongue movement was somehow familiar.
When I was young at around 4 years old, my family and I went over to my Uncle Cygnus's home. Bellatrix, my cousin and my parents engaged in a conversation at dinner, and she invited Barty Crouch Jr over as well as her husband, Rodolphus Lestrange and a few other Death Eaters.
My younger self was disgusted at Barty Crouch's habit of flashing his tongue.
And over the past few months, Harry frequently wrote to me about Mad-Eye assisting him during all three tasks.
I put all the pieces together. And once I did, my already pale face became more pale.
The cup must've been a Portkey ... he was always helping Harry ... that was another thing Mad-Eye would never do ... he wanted Harry to get the Cup ... and when Harry did – Voldemort returned ... it was all planned.
The Mad-Eye that I had seen hours ago wasn't theMad-Eye Moody everyone knew and respected.
It was Barty Crouch Jr.
And he must've been under the Polyjuice Potion.
I immediately ran towards Dumbledore in panic, my heart racing as I pushed through the crowd and grabbed the elderly headmaster's shoulder so I could grab my attention faster.
