Harry let out a pained scream as he landed painfully on the ground, Harry looked towards his shoulder and saw the blood pouring out of it.
"Fuck!" Harry hissed.
"What did I say about language?" A voice said, Harry looked up to see Voldemort standing in front of him with his wand aimed at Harry. "Crucio." Voldemort said in a calm voice, he was too close for Harry to do anything, there was no way he could have brought his wand up in time.
Harry let out a very loud scream when the curse struck him, Harry was not a stranger to pain, the first few years of his life had basically been spent getting used to it. But this...this was far worse than anything Harry had ever experienced. It felt like white-hot knives were piercing every inch of his skin, his head was pounding and Harry really wasn't sure if his head would explode or not, he was screaming more loudly than he'd ever screamed in his life.
Harry didn't know how long he had been under the curse, it could have been a minute, maybe even a few seconds, it had felt far longer than that. Harry coughed violently, every inch of his body was sore and he struggled just getting up enough to lean on his elbows.
"The cruciatus curse, a particular favourite of mine." Voldemort said with a smirk. "You saw me flying, Harry. I could teach you how to do the same. Unassisted flight, the mind arts, dark curses, these are only a few things I can teach you, Harry Potter. Join me."
"I...I'm not going to join you!" Harry said stubbornly, coughing violently.
"Hmm, one way or another, you will join me. Perhaps another round of torture will help loosen you up to the idea." Voldemort said before he hit Harry with the torture curse again.
"What do you think is going on?" Daphne whispered, biting her lip with worry.
"I don't know," Angela admitted, looking far more worried than Daphne could ever recall the girl looking. "Harry should have been back by now, the fact that he's not is worrying. Until we find a way to do something to help the best thing we can do is stay together with the Tonks family. Like it or not, we're all leverage that can be used against Harry. We need to stick together."
"She's not wrong." Tonks agreed, looking far more calm than she appeared. There were thousands of thoughts shooting through her mind, thoughts on what could be happening to Harry right now.
"You are stubborn, more than I thought," Voldemort said in a surprised voice after releasing the torture curse, "many men would have been begging me to stop by now." He said, Harry spat up some blood but didn't say anything, truth was that he was coming close to begging Voldemort to stop. Harry just wanted the pain to stop, the only reasons for that to happen would be for Harry to escape or for him to join Voldemort.
Part of Harry was admittedly quite scared, though it was slowly becoming eclipsed by the part of Harry that was angry about the whole situation, angry that Voldemort was putting him under the torture curse, angry that his only options were to beg to the man who killed his parents and join him or die. Harry didn't beg, he wouldn't let himself die but he would not let himself beg! Especially not to Voldemort!
Voldemort raised his wand, ready to hit Harry with another torture curse when he saw lightning dance on the tips of the boys fingers and his wand. The lightning shot up Harry's body and started encasing all of him, Voldemort quickly apparated away just as a large bolt of lightning shot out of Harry. Harry got to his knees through pure strength of will and began firing lightning everywhere, his emerald green eyes were filled with a growing rage.
For the death eaters all they could do was try to get out of the way, try to avoid the raging storm that was Harry Potter, unfortunately for them at least one of them was hit.
Once Harry's lightning died down he looked around and saw that the graveyard had pretty much been destroyed, or at least the parts that weren't covered in clouds of dust were destroyed. Harry looked around and spotted the cup that had brought him here, he quickly rushed towards it, hoping that he could reactivate the portkey on it. Harry's hands touched the cup when he felt something crash against his back.
The crowd at Hogwarts all cheered when they saw Harry Potter came back, standing with the Triwizard cup, that cheering slowly died down when a few people noticed how bloodied and bruised he was. It damn near stopped when Harry dropped down, crashing face first onto the floor. The judges along with several other people quickly rushed forwards to see what was wrong with Harry, they saw the blood coming from his shoulder and the shaking from his body, what they also couldn't help but notice was the blood coming from Harry's lower back. When he had grabbed the cup he had been hit with another piercing hex, this one thankfully missing his spine.
"Boy! What happened?!" Lord Black demanded as he knelt down next to Harry along with the other judges.
"V...Voldemort." Harry breathed out. "Voldemort's back!" Harry shouted out loud enough for many people nearby to hear, "he's back." Harry repeated just before he lost consciousness, his vision went black just before everything nearby descended into chaos.
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