Capturing Crouch Jr.

"He was kidnapped by Dumbledore," was Luna's reply as she glared at the Champion's tent as she shook with suppressed rage and fear. She had known something was going to go wrong, but she couldn't do anything to stop it. This was why being a seer was such a curse. That and people tended to blame seers for not doing enough, or if they did and someone died, then they tended to put it on the person who predicted the tragedy.

"How do you know that, young lady?" the elder woman asked with a lifting of her eyebrow.

"It is only logical, since that was the last person we saw him talking to. I believe Harry has become too compliant around the Headmaster," the little blonde answered as she stared at the arena.

"Oh dear," Hermione said, wringing her hands with worry. She just knew that Harry's overconfidence would get him in trouble, but she really hoped that the Headmaster wouldn't put someone in danger just to continue with his plans. She fretted and worried as she stared at the dragon that someone would have to fight. Really, dragons, what were they thinking?

"Can you five at least tell me why I'm here?" Bones asked, wanting to get whatever it was out of the way.

Just then the crowd cheered as Cedric entered the arena. The twins were very glad they had let the other teen know what to expect. As the first champion took on his dragon, Harry's friends were telling Amelia why she was brought in. They laid out what they had had planned and let her know the Harry had the evidence. With each word her anger grew, she made subtle gestures to the Aurors she brought with her and had them spread out throughout the stadium. She wanted to make sure that they were in key positions to capture the culprits.

Waters was writing notes in his legal pad. He was going to make sure that his client was covered. That and with this new development there could finally be a case against Dumbledore.

After relaying what they knew about Harry's plan, they all settled down and watched the champions compete as they all fretted over Harry's disappearance. What would happen if he were forced to compete? What if he was wrong and lost his magic if he didn't? Hopefully he was right and the person who set him up would lose theirs.

Sirius wanted to go and asked about his missing godson, but he needed to stick with Crouch Jr. If things went wrong, he would be needed to make sure the man was taken down fast. He did notice the Aurors moving around him, still he was going to do Harry proud, and play his part.

Now came the time Harry would have been there, and when no one came from the tent the crowd started to murmur. Suddenly there he was, laying in the ring, looking like he was asleep. No one noticed the Headmaster wave his wand.

Harry's POV

After a second, Harry started, and still laying on the ground he looked around. Seeing the dragon, his eyes widened, and he flared his golden shield up and stood. Boy was he pissed. He knew he couldn't trust that old man, but since the professor hadn't done anything since the first day, he let his guard down. So yeah, he was mad at himself and the old bastard.

'How the bloody hell did he get past the sensors?' he barked into his head. The warning system should have prevented a kidnapping.

"You were hit on the head with a charmed staff. It did not show on the sensors until it was too late," Spock answered as the red alert started its warning.

'Find a way to tune them to pick up on any flare of malevolent magic,' the frustrated teen commanded as flames circled his shield.

"Make it so," Picard barked, and Harry could hear the crew scrabbling to follow the orders. Then he tuned them out and paid attention to what was happening around him.

The crowd screamed as the dragon blasted the dome with fire. When the flames disappeared, there was an unharmed Harry standing with his arms folded and glaring at the old man. He waved his hand to his throat and started talking. "You're a fucking bastard, Dumbledore. I told you that I wasn't going to fucking compete. And look, I'm bloody well not. I'm going to stand here and make sure that the whole audience knows what you, and your fucking pet Death Eater, has done to me," he threatened as the dragon started gnawing on the golden dome.

Scrapping noises were heard as the beast tried to eat him. She was getting more and more frustrated as her teeth started to hurt from the shocks the dome was giving her. She blasted the dome again with fire, but it would not relent.

"I was going to do this in the background, but you've pushed my hand. First a few people need spankings," Harry said with a smirk as he held up his hand and summoned the Polyjuice potion from the fake Moody. The flask flew to him and he lifted and smelled. "Polyjuice," he said with a sneer as he dumped it on the ground, so it couldn't be taken back.

Amelia cringed as evidence was wasted, she only hoped that there was residue in the flask. She would have to talk to Harry about not doing such things in the future.

Barty Jr. stood and lifted his wand and cursed the teen, but it splashed harmlessly on the golden shield. Sirius quickly lifted his wand and wrapped the man in chains, while the Aurors converged. He was ever so glad that he was in disguise. The last thing they needed was for the magical coppers to be distracted with 'You-Know-Who's-Righthand-Man'.

He couldn't wait until his name was cleared. When the Auror asked who he was, he told him that he was just a bystander trying to do his duty for the Ministry and gave them a fake name. The cop took him at his word and levitated the fake Moody to the back of the stands, where he couldn't hurt anyone, and waited for the Bones to tell him who was next.

The prisoner was screaming that his master would win, and they would never hold him. Waters made sure to write that tidbit down.

"That person, you will find, is Bartemius Crouch Junior," the boy in the ring stated, making many adults and one sandy-haired boy, gasp with shock or denial. Bones was looking at the captured man, with a critical eye. "I know he is supposed to be dead, but I have proof. I will only show Madam Bones and my lawyer. It does make one wonder how he got out to prison though. Doesn't it, Mr. Crouch?" he sneered at the little man who was trying to hide under the Judges Table.

Sirius was happy to bind that man discretely. He hid his wand in his sleeve and did the spell wordlessly. He hated Crouch with every fiber of his being. If it were not for Senior, he wouldn't have spent a day in Azkaban. He rejoiced that now they could question the man and get him to confess that the unjustly accused man never stood trial. Then he could take Harry and hide in Muggle London, like the boy wanted.

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