Flesh, Blood, And Bone (Death Eaters Only)

Bowing as he was forced to his back twitching and cracking Harry clenched his jaw repeating Marvolo's words in his mind thinking of Sirius and how proud his godfather would be if he was told Harry dueled the dark lord and survived somehow. Growling he grabbed hold of his wand pulled his arm back and aimed it at the dark lord, "Expelliarmus!"

With an explosion the wands connected at the tip a glowing dome encircling the two duelists. One by one ghosts walked out of the tip of voldemort's wand and walked up to Harry. One was Red haired and smiling at him beaming proudly...one with glasses much like his own and windswept hair..and one blonde boy...

Lily was always watching over her children. And she refused to let Harry stand alone. She waited for the first possible moment to push herself through the barrier, facing her son for real, first time since the night she was forced to leave him. "You need to get back to the portkey Harry!" she told him, for there was no time for reunion.

Materializing next to his wife, James looked down at Harry as he struggled to push his spell towards the dark lord, "Harry you heard your mother. When we tell you to, you'll let go and run to the portkey, we'll hold them off as long as we can, son," James told him with a loving and cocky smile as usual, showing his son there was no need to worry as his parents had a way of saving him once again.

Standing beside the two that had to be his friend's parents, Cedric joined them I pushing the spell towards Voldemort. Looking over his shoulder at his friend and brother, he said to him, "Harry, take my body back. Take my body back to my father and Blair. Please, Harry..." He might not be able to do much now, but he would be damned if he wasn't going to do whatever he could to give Harry a fighting chance.

Voldemort shouted with frustration as the spiritus turned on him and the spell grew bigger..

"Let go, sweetheart!" Lilith shouted as she could feel the spell  growing. They didn't have much time. "Let go," she repeated, in her heart wishing she had more time.

"Now son, do it, let go, we'll take care of this, run!" James told him as he continued to push.

Looking from ghost to ghost as they spoke or looked at him Harry closed his eyes, nodding at Cedric. His eyes then fell on Frank and Bertha people he had known from photographs and dreams, and he nodded at them too, knowing they'd help. His eyes then moved to a ghost he did not recognize, who simply mouthed 'David'. Harry's eyes widened slightly but he then paid attention to the words of his own parents. Sighing slightly he nodded and with a move of his wand the priori incantatem broke, and the spirits stopped the dark lord and his minions before they could get to Harry as he ran to Cedric's corpse, "Accio!" he uttered the spell as the cup returned to his hand and transported him and Cedric's corpse away.