"I appreciate your desire; both of you," Dumbledore said to Hermione and Gabrielle, "but I need the both of you to do something else," He turned back to Fleur. "Fleur, it's possible the Triwizard cup still might have the original portkey in it and Crouch only put a new destination on top of it, but I can't take the chance," He reached into his drawer and pulled out a silver knife. "Harry will need to be cut out of those ropes before you can portkey him away. This knife can sever any cords magical or none," Pulling out his wand and concentrating, he tapped it to the knife and said "Portus!", and then he repeated the same charm again. He slid it into a small scabbard and handed it to her. "It is now a portkey as well. Word activated by the phrase 'Bond of Love'. First time it is activated, it will take you to a short distance from the graveyard. The next time will bring you back here. I'm also going to disillusion you, but be careful. Voldemort, like myself, can easily identify disillusioned people when he is around them. I'm hoping it helps get you past Nagini and Wormtail."
Fleur nodded as she accepted the knife. Dumbledore raised his wand and lightly touched her head. Fleur felt a cold feeling trickle down her body. "Good luck," He said to the nearly invisible young woman. Fleur glanced once more at her bond sisters. "I'll bring 'im back, I promise," Then she grabbed the hilt of the silver knife and whispered 'Bond of Love'," Just before she felt the pull from behind her navel, she whispered in her mind. "I'm coming 'Arry."
When Fleur had disappeared, Dumbledore turned to the rest of the people in the office. "I want the rest of us reasonably close in case we are needed," He looked at Hermione. "I want you to be the link between us so we know if we're needed," He then turned his attention to Gabrielle. "Gabrielle, Ginny, I want you two to go back to the pitch. I am going to need my Professors and others to be ready. I want you to be my link to them," All three young ladies just nodded.
"I'll go wiz Gabrielle," Apolline Delacour said and received a nod from her husband. She, Ginny and Gabrielle immediately started for the door.
Dumbledore stood up and his gaze fell upon the still unconscious Moody. His wand was out again and the silver phoenix materialized once more. "Severus, come to my office and bring your strongest truth serum. You will find Moody in a body bind on the floor. It is not him. It is someone polyjuiced to be him. I need you to guard him and when the potion wears off, I need you to interrogate him to find out what his purpose was."
Alain Delacour studied the Headmaster carefully. While he was investigating Sirius and Remus he had also done a small amount of investigation into the Potions Master that his daughters complained about regularly. "Ees zat wise?" He asked the Headmaster. "We know Voldemort is doing something tonight and you are trusting a former Death Eater to guard someone who seems to be working wiz Voldemort?"
"I trust Severus with my life Monsieur Delacour."
"Zat's all fine and good 'eadmaster, but in zis case it is other people's lives you are trusting 'im wiz," The French politician replied. "My daughters already 'ave many complaints against ze man. If 'e causes zem 'arm tonight, I will 'old you personally responsible," The gaze that passed between the two men was short but very thorough.
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"Sir, Fleur is in the graveyard and unnoticed it seems, but Peter just started a ritual in the Cauldron," Hermione said.
"I'm coming 'Arry," Harry heard in his mind before he felt Fleur disappear from his mind.
"NO!" He mentally shouted back to Fleur as soon as he felt her reappear after the portkey. "Stay away…don't…I'm not worth…"
When Fleur heard what Harry was saying she cut him off in mid thought. "Don't you tell me my bondmate isn't worth eet! What did you tell me in ze maze when you saved my life? If you were in danger, I'd save yours? You are in danger and I will do what I 'ave to do to save you my love. Do not EVER tell me you aren't worth eet."
Harry found out quickly that all three of his bond mates wanted to be there. "Just be careful. I'd prefer to die than let anything happen to you."
"We need to talk about zat zis summer 'Arry, but for now promise me you will not die."
"I can't promise that my flower," He replied as his attention was drawn back on the Cauldron in front of him. A scream tried to get out of Harry's throat as Wormtail unwrapped the thing in the robes. The size of an infant, the horrible creature Wormtail picked up was hairless, scaly and had reddish black skin. Its arms and legs were thin and feeble, and its face - no child alive ever had a face like that - flat and snakelike, with gleaming red eyes.
As Harry watched in horror as Wormtail lowered the creature into the cauldron, he fervently wished for it to drown in the liquids.
Fleur took the opportunity of the distracted Wormtail to rush several headstones closer to her bondmate but had to stop as the stooped little man turned around and walked directly toward Harry. She felt a small amount of satisfaction when she saw him walking with a limp and noticed the gash in his robes where Harry had connected with his curse. When he pulled his wand out, Fleur almost cursed him, but then she remembered how easily her bond mate could be killed.
Wormtail raised his wand and closed his eyes before he began to speak in a voice that shook with the fear he was experiencing
"Bone of the father, unknowingly given, you will renew your son!"
The grave Harry was bound to cracked open and a fine trail of dust left the opening and fell softly into the Cauldron. As the dust touched the surface of the water it hissed and sparks flew in all directions. The color changed to vivid disgusting blue color.
"Don't do it Wormtail," Harry yelled but the traitorous marauder continued as if he didn't hear Harry. A sob escaped the man's throat as he pulled out a long silver dagger.
Fleur again moved quickly as she watched Wormtail cut off his own hand and toss it into the cauldron turning its color to a bright red; she made it to the tombstone Harry was tied to.
"Distract 'im," She said to Harry. "I 'ave to cut you loose."
"Why Wormtail?" Harry yelled. "Some Gryffindor you turned out to be. Betrayed my father and mother and now betraying me as well?" But again Peter ignored him and after wrapping his stump in his robes he started back toward Harry.
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