Emma reckoned that Fleur had completed her task by the cheering emanating from the stadium, she didn't know how she was going to get through the waiting when her mobile phone went off; the voice on the other end had her in tears of relief.
"Hi gran, I'm fine and so is everyone else. The bad witch is gone and won't be bothering us ever again."
She had to hand the phone to her husband with only Emma's smile letting the rest of the worried party know things were fine as she was choked with emotion and incapable of speech. She sat and cried for her family that were safe for the moment before being joined by Ginny; Millicent had never left Ron's side. She heard her husband pass on a report that Poppy was still working on Ron and was becoming more hopeful the longer he kept breathing.
Emma pulled herself together and after hugs from a much relieved Sirius, Remus and her husband the four started to prepare for battle, if it was going to happen it would be soon and she'd swore to be ready any time her family needed her.
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Victor was not pleased with his marks, what do a few smashed dragon eggs matter to him? His mood became even darker when the minister stood and made an announcement that had the whole stadium cheering like mad for something that wasn't Victor Krum.
""Lord Potter has just informed me that his daughter is safe and Bellatrix Lestrange is no longer with us."
Amelia continued to talk to Harry until the unnatural silence made the minister lift her head, what she saw was transmitted down the phone as "Oh Fuck!"
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In the Potter institute their phone clearly picked up Amelia's message resulting in jubilation on a never before seen scale, McGonagall was on a table dancing with Flitwick while the younger kids started chanting, "Potter! Potter! Potter!" This was soon taken up by everyone and only stopped when Justin's clearly panicked voice started blasting out the speaker, "Oh Shit! Oh Shit! Oh Shit!"
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The squirrel was hopping around the room, unable to settle. It was days since he'd last seen Bella and he could actually feel his magic being pulled towards a certain location. He had deliberated with himself over the best course of action to take and was unsure that appearing in public under this guise wouldn't do permanent damage to his image when he returned with a new body. When the pull on his magic became painful his opinion rapidly changed, he was Lord Voldemort - the most powerful wizard in the world, people would bow to his power no matter what form his body took. He let the pull on his magic guide him to the required destination and apparated out of Riddle Manor.
The tent flaps opened and a six-foot squirrel bounced into the arena, totally silencing the crowd. It stood proudly facing the main stand and with the sun at it's back looked majestic with its bushy tail and ears standing straight up, it really was a stunning sight. The whole illusion was ruptured very quickly though, a bit like David Beckham when the creature spoke.
"I am Lord Voldemort, master of death and the most powerful wizard in the world, you will all bow down before me!"
As soon as two red headed twins heard that squeak coming from the squirrel they both loudly burst out laughing, throwing out comments in their own inimitable style.
"Bow to Bushy Tail?"
"He's out of his tree!"
"Definitely Nuts!"
"Looks quite cute though."
"If you're into Squirrels."
"Nothing wrong with a red head."
"The furry red arse is a bit off-putting though!"
The crowd were starting to laugh as the twins berating of the ridicules rodent emphasised just how ludicrous the creature's demands were.
The squirrel squealed and fired a curse at the twins, knocking them both flying through the air. Shacklebolt and about a dozen of his aurors started firing curses but the squirrel was casually batting them away before starting to reply with some of his own.
Voldemort was rapidly firing curses everywhere and actually beginning to enjoy himself, showing these fools his real power. All that quickly changed with the sound of gunfire being immediately accompanied by pain, he spun round only to be knocked on his tail as Peter's wand went flying from his paw.
Harry and Hermione were holding hands and letting their true power show, actually scaring the shit out of the Squirrel. "Just before we end this Tommy, or should that be Tufty? We have a few presents for you, Dobby!"
Hufflepuff's cup, Slytherin's locket, Ravenclaw's diadem, Marvolo's ring and his own diary rained down on the squirrel's head.