Disclaimer: Still don't own Harry Potter but I do own Jasmine and the plot.

After Jasmine announced who she was the Death Eaters' were all thinking, 'Potter-Black?' Jasmine could imagine exactly what was going through their heads and she giggled, she was extremely proud of herself because she had just gotten one over Voldemort and his death Eaters and the expression on all of their faces was priceless.

Voldemort stared at the girl in front of him and felt like he knew her; he thought she looked like…no that was impossible, that person had died when they were only seventeen. The nickname he had for her came to him and even though he tried not to he ended up saying it anyway. "Jazzy?" Her head snapped up and she starred at him in shock, but hid it quickly and asked. "What did you call me?" He stared at her in a mix of shock, horror, and embarrassment and he stuttered, "N-nothing." Imagine that the greatest Dark Lord of all time stuttered!

She looked down at her feet and there was an awkward silence. Suddenly, she looked up at him and smiled, then she said, "Well now you know my little secret…but I'm afraid you'll have to keep it a secret between me and you," she looked at him and then the Death Eaters as she said this, "we wouldn't want Dumbles to find out, now would we?"

Everyone looked at her in shock, Dumbledore didn't know? Almost as if reading their thoughts she gave a short laugh and said, "Of course he doesn't know, he's a manipulative old coot who does not deserve to know any of my secrets." To say everyone was shocked would be an understatement. "How are do you plan to keep this a secret from the old coot?" Voldemort demanded looking her up and down for emphasis. "The same way my friends and I have for years." She replied flippantly. "Which is how exactly?" Voldemort questioned with the look of a man praying for patience. Jasmine just looked at him, debating if she should give away her secret. 'Well, they've already found out most of my big secrets why not tell them this one? After all I trust them, I'm not sure why though.'

Suddenly, she smiled again and said, "Like this." Right before their eyes Jasmine Rose Potter-Black morphed into Harry James Potter. The only word running through their minds was, 'Metamorphmagus?' Once again she laughed and confirmed their thoughts.

Jasmine, now Harry again, looked at Voldemort and his Death Eaters, smiled, and said, "Well, it's time for me to go, but I'm sure I'll see you again." She walked towards Cedric and found out that miraculously he was alive, but he wouldn't be for long if she didn't get him to Madam Pomphrey. She summoned the Triwizard Cup and was portkeyed away, but not before she heard Voldemort say, "You'll be seeing me sooner than you think, Jasmine."

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