Olivia Evans, who was given up at birth by her mother, Petunia, later finds out that she is a witch. Just when her life begins to make sense and starts improving she is faced with questions of her past that leave her wondering.
After some suspicio...
Olivias feet slammed into the ground throwing her into the grass. She let go of the cup and stood. Cedric helped Harry up. Looking around she could tell they were off school grounds completely.
They stood in a graveyard. "Where are we?" Said Harry looking around.
"Did anyone tell either of you that the cup was a Portkey?" Cedric asked.
"No, you Harry?" Asked Olivia but he shook his head. "Is this suppose to be part of the task?"
"I dunno, wands out you reckon?" Said Cedric nervously.
Harry and Olivia pulled their wands out too. Olivias odd feeling she had earlier was stronger than ever, it's like she sensed something wrong.
"Someone's coming." Said Harry. Olivia seen a figure drawing nearer. She could see the face but the person was carrying something. When the figure got close enough she could make out that the thing it was carrying resembled a baby.
Olivia kept her wand up, she looked at Harry, and he looked just as confused lowering his wand. Cedric looked just as puzzled.
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The figure stopped a little a ways. Then Harry groaned clutching his forehead and his knees buckled, dropping his wand.
It happened so fast. Olivia watched Harry fall then she said someone say, "Kill the spare."
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The figures raised its wand at Cedric and Olivia screamed. She couldn't hear the spell the figured said but next thing Cedric was laying tweaking next to Harry.
"Deal with the girl."
Olivia was stunned.
Laying flat on the ground next to Harry. The figure came forward and pulled Harry to a gravestone, tying him from neck to ankles. When Harry was moved Olivia could only see Cedric now.
He was bleeding and jerking. Tears ran down his and Olivias faces. She watched as wounds shredded up his arm. He was groaning in pain.
Olivia wasn't able to do anything. Just like when she was petrified a couple years ago. But at least then she didn't have to watch her friend dying next to her.
