After party.

The match was brilliant and went exactly like the books Viktor Krum catching the snitch but still losing after a fantastic play.

Sirius and lupin were both getting drunk and partying with some of the winners and flirting around. I had dropped off the girls at their tent before heading back to my tent it was actually quite late into the evening and after a huge adrenaline rush from all the excitement of the games I just kind of wanted to crash out. So that's exactly what I planned to do.

I went inside to my tent area and got in bed before passing out. However my wake up wasn't exactly the alarm clock I was expecting.

My tent exploded around me in a ball of fire and shrapnel with the space expansion collapsing spitting me out of the tent like a high speed cannonball.

I had let my guard down.

The first thing I did when I gained consciousness was pick myself up off the ground I couldn't see out of one of my eyes I had no idea why probably the blood I felt dripping down my face. I could feel panicked voices shouting my name in my head I quickly shut those out to focus. My wand was in my hand a second later, before it and my arm were both sheared off at the shoulder with a dark curse I didn't see coming.

My other eye finally focused in as I was hit right in the chest by a crucio. And dropped to the ground my body felt like a fire of pain. A few seconds later it stopped. My breathing was rough and my body was numb as I looked up to the face of my opponent.

Scarlet red eyes and slit like nostrils. Old tommy boy had come to pay a visit.

The last thing I remember before being knocked out by a spell was the camp ground behind him going up in flames people were shouting and spells were going off. I could make out the girls in the distance running towards me but before they even got near. A white hand and a red spell lit up my face before I was dragged away by portkey.

When I woke up I was in some kind of dark damp room. I was strapped to some kind of table that was standing upright. This was made difficult by the fact I had only a single arm at this point in time.

My magic was sealed off by binding chains around my throat and wrist. The kind used for prisoner transport to places like Azkaban.

My other arm was absolutely fucked it was just a clean shaved black looking cursed bit of arm at this point. I can't reattach it either. Limbs that have been cursed off can't be reattached by any means. Ah fuck atleast it was my left.

A cold voice entered my ears. "I never would have expected a child to be the one causing me so many problems. Truly a twist of fate I seem to be having so many problems with children these days." I look over to see the snake faced bastard himself looking at me curiously.

"Seem more like your having problems with that ugly face of yours I mean you look like a nutsack with nostrils." I bite out only to be hit with another torture curse.

"Really children these days are so rude. Here I am being a nice house guest and you insult me." He says as my shouts echo through the room.

"You've really caused me quite a few problems lately. It took me a while to figure out how you were tracking me so closely. Scrying is such a lowly thing that most people would never think to looks for. But you must have really misjudged my intelligence how could I the great lord Voldemort not think of something so simple?" He says letting me relax from the curse.

"Yeah I expected you to be dumb as a box of rocks I didn't think you had any real intelligence left." I cough out.

In my mind the girls were calling out to me as soon as I woke up they were all okay. I snapped off my mental connection to them and locked down my occulmency shields.

"The question I have though is why go through all of this?" Voldemort asked me.

"Hahaha! Because I was bored it was simply no fun at all fooling the old man was so simple and easy and yet you were just as simple it was rather disappointing honestly I had expected more from you tommy boy." I say with a smile.

"How do you know that name." He says with a frown pointing his wand at me.

"Fuck you." I spit right in his face and he hits me with another curse.

"That's fine I have all the time in the world to pry out all your secrets." He points his wand at me again but this time tries to use legilemency to break my shields. He's quickly repelled I've been training my shields since young and had them reinforced as an unspeakable it won't be that easy.

"Really quite the talent it's a shame you chose to go against me you would have made a remarkable death eater." He sighs and starts hitting me with different curses.

Bone breakers, cutting curses all sorts of different painful curses. After about an hour or so he stops and calls forth two cloaked people. "Get him healed I don't want him dead as I want to know where he got his information."

The drag me off to a room were a witch with a glazed look in her eyes I recognize as the imperious curse gets to work on healing my wounds. He couldn't find allies so I guess he just decided to make them. Smart move. I had really underestimated the fellow and now I'm paying for it.