Flesh, Blood, and Bone

           Harryfelthisfeetslamintotheground;hisinjuredleggaveway,andhefellforward;hishandletgooftheTriwizardCupatlast.Heraisedhishead.

           "Wherearewe?"hesaid.

           Cedricshookhishead.Hegotup,pulledHarrytohisfeet,andtheylookedaround.

           TheyhadlefttheHogwartsgroundscompletely;theyhadobviouslytraveledmiles-perhapshundredsofmiles-foreventhemountainssurroundingthecastleweregone.Theywerestandinginsteadinadarkandovergrowngraveyard;theblackoutlineofasmallchurchwasvisiblebeyondalargeyewtreetotheirright.Ahillroseabovethemtotheirleft.Harrycouldjustmakeouttheoutlineofafineoldhouseonthehillside.

           CedriclookeddownattheTriwizardCupandthenupatHarry.

           "DidanyonetellyouthecupwasaPortkey?"heasked.

           "Nope,"saidHarry.Hewaslookingaroundthegraveyard.Itwascompletelysilentandslightlyeerie."Isthissupposedtobepartofthetask?"

           "Idunno,"saidCedric.Hesoundedslightlynervous."Wandsout,d’youreckon?"

           "Yeah,"saidHarry,gladthatCedrichadmadethesuggestionratherthanhim.

           Theypulledouttheirwands.Harrykeptlookingaroundhim.Hehad,yetagain,thestrangefeelingthattheywerebeingwatched.

           "Someone’scoming,"hesaidsuddenly.

           Squintingtenselythroughthedarkness,theywatchedthefiguredrawingnearer,walkingsteadilytowardthembetweenthegraves.Harrycouldn’tmakeoutaface,butfromthewayitwaswalkingandholdingitsarms,hecouldtellthatitwascarryingsomething.

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