AN: Sorry it has been so long! I had to sign up for classes, get results, go to NCS meetings and a whole load of other stuff.

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THIS IS THE LAST CHAPTER OF GOBLET OF FIRE!

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Chapter Fifteen Harry's Pov

I landed in a heap on the grass face down but I couldn't get enough control of my limbs to sit up. I heard shouting and suddenly I was flipped over, and I came face to face with Cornelius Fudge and Dumbledore who were leaning over me worriedly. I turned to Dumbledore trying to force myself to speak.

" Back." Was all I could choke out.

" HARRY!" A voice screamed.

I tried to look around knowing who the voice belonged to. George. Where was he? I managed to get a glimpse behind Dumbledore and saw that Fred and Lee were holding back a struggling George and I could hear Bill explaining to him that he could see me in a minute, when everything had calmed down.

Dumbledore and Fudge walked off to see someone and Moody helped me up and started pulling me away saying that it would help. He would help me. I could still hear George screaming for me and the others trying to reassure him that everything was going to be fine that he would see me in a moment.

" This way."

Moody walked us back into the castle and ushered us into his office and he pushed me into a chair as he rummaged around in his office for something. I had no idea what was going on. Voldemort was back and I was in Moody's office. Everything around me was blurring because of the pain in my scar. I blinked. I couldn't see anything.

" What happened Harry?" The man asked.

" Cup was a portkey. Graveyard. Voldemort was there."

" The Dark Lord was there? What happened then?"

" Cruciartus. Killed officers."

" And then?"

" Potion. Body back before."

" The Dark Lord got his body back? He returned?"

" Wand did something funny. Saw my Mum and Dad. Came from his wand."

" Drink this."

I heard a scrape of a lock, and felt a cup being pushed into my hands.

" Drink it."

Moody helped tip the stuff down my throat; I coughed and spluttered, a peppery taste burning my throat. Moody's office came into sharper focus, and so did Moody himself... he looked as white as Fudge had, and both eyes were fixed unblinkingly on my face.

" Voldemort's back? You sure? How did he do it?"

" He took stuff from his fathers grave, from Wormtail and from me."

My head was pounding from the pain in my scar yet everything remained in focus. My head felt clearer than it had before I had drunk the potion off Moody. I could still hear screaming and shouting from the far away pitch.

" What did the dark lord take from you?"

" Blood."

I showed him my arm where the robe sleeve was ripped and the dagger had been stabbed into me.

" And the death eaters? They returned?"

" Yes. Loads of them..."

" How did he treat them? Did he forgive them?"

" There's a death eater at Hogwarts! Put my name in the cup! Got to tell Dumbledore!"

" I know who the death eater is."

" Karkaroff?"

" Karkaroff fled tonight when he felt the dark mark burn upon his arm. He betrayed too many faithful followers of the Dark Lord to wish to meet them... but I doubt he will get far. The Dark Lord has many ways of tracking his enemies."

" He's gone? Who then?"

" Me."

" No you can't have."

" I assure you I did. He forgave them then? The Death Eaters who went free? The ones who escaped Azkaban?"

" What?"

" I asked you whether he forgave the treacherous scum? The ones scared away when I fired the dark mark?"

"You...you fired?"

" I told you Harry. If there's one thing I hate more than any other its a death eater who walked free."

" You..."

" Who put your name in the Goblet under the name of a different school? I did. Who frightened off every person I thought might try to hurt you or prevent you winning the Tournament? I did. Who nudged Hagrid into showing you the dragons? I did. Who helped you see the only way to beat the dragon? I did."

He went on and on.

" Second task I thought you'd use gillyweed I planted the book in your dormitory with the Longbottom boy. It would have told you all you needed to know about Gillyweed."

" But..."

" You don't sleep in that dorm do you boy? You had an easier time than you should have had in the maze tonight. That was because I was roaming the edge cursing the things in your way."

How could Mad-Eye Moody the famous Auror be a death eater?

" The Dark Lord didn't manage to kill you but I will."

" You're mad."

" Mad am I?"

" STUPEFY!" There was a blinding flash of red light, and with a great splintering and crashing, the door of Moody's office was blasted apart. Moody was thrown backwards and I just stared at where he had been. Dumbledore marched in looking furious and I could fully understand why Voldemort feared him.

Professor McGonagall came straight to me.

" Come along, Potter." She whispered. " Come along...hospital wing."

" No." Dumbledore said sharply.

" Dumbledore! Look at him he's about to collapse!"

She was right I was shaking and my knees were about to buckle.

" He will stay Minerva he needs to understand."

" Moody. How can it have been Moody?"

" This is not Alastor Moody! You have never known the real Alastor Moody. He would never have taken you from what happened tonight."

" Severus fetch me the strongest truth potion you know and go to the kitchens and fetch a house elf called Winky. Minerva go to the quidditch pitch and find George Weasley and take him to my office. Take Fred Weasley too if he insists on coming."

They both left.

Dumbledore moved and started opening Moody's massive trunk which had seven locks and he looked in every compartment until he stopped obviously finding what he was looking for. Laying ten feet down was the real Mad-Eye Moody with no magical eye and no magical leg and chunks of hair was missing. He looked to be sleeping. Dumbledore climbed into the trunk and checked on the sleeping Moody.

" Stunned- controlled by the imperius- very weak." He said. " Harry throw down the impostors cloak Alastor is freezing."

I did as I was told. Dumbledore tucked the cloak around him and then climbed back out. He picked up the hip flask off the desk and turned it out onto the floor and a thick mudlike liquid splattered to the floor.

" Polyjuice potion."

As he said that the fake Moody began to change. The scars disappeared. The skin was becoming smooth. The mangled nose became whole and started to shrink. The long mane of grizzled hair disappeared leaving it short and strawberry blond. The wooden leg fell away as a real one replaced it. The eye had popped out too.

" Bartimus Crouch Jr."

There were hurried footsteps outside in the corridor. Snape had returned with Winky at his heals. Professor McGonagall was right behind them.

" Crouch! Barty Crouch."

" Good heavens." Professor McGonagall said.

Winky peered around Snape's legs.

" Master Barty, Master Barty what is you doing here?"

" He is stunned."

" You has killed him! You has killed my masters son!"

" He is simply stunned."

Snape handed Dumbledore the veritasereum.

" Can you hear me?" Dumbledore asked.

" Yes." He muttered.

" I would like you to tell us how you escaped Azkaban?"

" My mother saved me. She knew she was dying. She persuaded my father to rescue me at last minute. He loved her as he had never loved me. He agreed and they came to visit me. They gave me a draught of Polyjuice potion containing one of my mothers hairs. We took on each others appearance."

" Master Barty master Barty say no more you is getting your father in trouble."

" My mother died a short while after in Azkaban. She was careful to drink Polyjuice Potion until the end. She was buried under my name, and bearing my appearance. Everyone believed her to be me."

" And what did your father do to you when he got you home?"

" Staged Mothers death. A private closed casket funeral. The grave is empty. The house-elf nursed me back to health. Then I was placed under the imperius curse under an invisibility cloak."

" Did anyone find out?"

" Yes a woman in my fathers office. Bertha Jorkins. She came with papers for Father to sign. He wasn't home. Winky showed her inside and Bertha Jorkins heard her talking to me. My father arrived home and she confronted him and he obliviated her. It was too powerful and her memory was damaged permanently."

" Why was she nosing in my masters business?"

" Tell me about the Quidditch world cup."

" Winky talked father into it. She spent months doing it. Said mother would have wanted me to go. He agreed in the end. It was carefully planned. I was placed in the top box early in the day. Winky sat with me however I was fighting the imperius curse. I got to be myself again. I was out in public and I stole a ginger haired boys wand."

" Master Barty, you bad boy."

" So what did you do with the wand?"

" We went back to the tent. We heard the death eaters. I had a wand. My mind was clear and I was angry. Winky was afraid. She pulled me away using house elf magic. I tried to hold her back and return to the camp site. I used the stolen wand and cast the dark mark. The bond was broken and we were both stunned. Winky was found and father knew I was near by. He placed me under the curse once more and dismissed Winky. She had failed nearly let me escaped."

Winky sobbed.

" Voldemort came. He found out from Bertha Jorkins as Wormtail had over powered her and then he killed them. She told him everything. He then killed her. He arrived near midnight and father answered the door. Father was placed under the imperius curse and I was freed."

" What did Voldemort ask you to do?"

" Risk everything. Become Alastor Moody. We went to his house Wormtail and I and Moody put up a struggle. We subdued him and locked him in his own trunk. I took on Moody's appearance and was ready to face Arthur Weasley. Told him there were intruders in my yard. I then came to Hogwarts as Moody. Made Polyjuice all year and when I was caught in Snape's office I said I was under orders to search it."

" What happened to Wormtail?"

" He returned to look after Master. In fathers house and keep watch over father."

" Your father escaped."

" He fought off the imperius. Came here. Master sent word of his escape and I waited and caught him after putting a ward up. It took a week for him to get here. I stunned and obliviated Potter and killed my father."

" What did you do with the body?"

" Transfigured it into a bone and buried it in the freshly dug earth near Hagrids hut wearing it."

" And tonight?"

" I offered to carry the triwizard cup into the maze before dinner. I turned it into a portkey. My masters plan worked. He is returned to power and I will be honoured by him beyond the dreams of wizards."

Winky wailed as his head dropped onto his shoulder. Dumbledore stood up and stared in disgust at Barty Crouch. Then ropes flew from his wand and tied him up. McGonagall stood guard over him and told Snape to get Madam Pomfrey to come and get the real Moody.

" Harry?" Dumbledore said gently.

I stood up and nearly collapsed again. The pain in my body was beyond belief. I had not noticed it while listening to Crouch but now it was back in full measure.

" Come to my office first Harry. George is waiting for us there with Fred."

I nodded.

We reached the stone gargoyle and Dumbledore gave the password, it sprang aside and Dumbledore and I walked up and opened the oak door. George was sat with his head in his hands while Fred paced back and forth. George stood and flew across the room to me and began to see if I was hurt.

Dumbledore led me over to a chair and Fred and George sat on either side of me. George held my shaking hand while Fred placed a hand on my shoulder.

" Harry I need to know what happened after you touched the portkey in the maze."

" Can't we leave it till morning my Harry needs to sleep." George snapped while Fred nodded.

" If I thought I could help you by putting you into an enchanted sleep and allowing you to postpone it I would. But I know better. Numbing the pain will make it worse when you do talk. I ask you to tell me."

I took a deep breath and began to tell them. As I spoke sort of visions of what had happened flashed through my mind. Voldemort, the police men, all their bodies and the cup on the ground. Once or twice George made a noise wanting to interrupt but Dumbledore shushed him.

When he reached the part about the dagger Georges hand tightened against mine as did Fred's hand on my shoulder. I told them about how apparently the blood would make him stronger than if he used anyone other blood. I told them about the duel and Georges grip made my hand throb slightly.

" So Harry's parents came back to life?" Fred asked.

" No spell can awaken the dead. They were echoes of them. Your wands share twin cores of a phoenix. Fawkes to be precise. They can't duel each other and when they do a rare thing happens like what you witnessed tonight."

I nodded.

" Come on to the hospital wing. George will be allowed to stay with you in the bed I think."

George ended up carrying me there because all the adrenaline had finally worn off and I couldn't stand up. I lay my head on his shoulder still shaking at the pain I was feeling. He sighed pressing kisses to my head softly. We arrived in the hospital wing and I was placed on my bed and Madam Pomfrey rushed over.

" Harry dear what do you need?"

" Hurts." I whimpered.

" What hurts dear?"

" Cruciartus curse. Hurts."

" Oh Merlin."

She ran about collecting potions and then rushed over and made me drink some foul ones. I gagged at the taste but focused mainly on Georges hand running through my hair softly.

" Dreamless sleep Harry."

I nodded and drank it. I felt George slip into bed with me and tell the others that I would need him. They all ended up nodding or saying alright and I snuggled down into his chest and he pressed kisses to my face or ran his fingers through my hair. I heard the scrape of a chair before I fell asleep.

I woke up to voices. I felt disorientated. I could feel George next to me in the bed but I had no idea where until the events before rushed through my mind at a frantic rate.

" If they don't be quiet they're going to wake Harry." Fred hissed.

" They better not." George replied.

" That's Fudges voice and Minerva McGonagall's." Mrs Weasley said.

" What are they arguing about?" Bill asked.

" Regrettable but all the same Minerva-!"

" You should never have brought in the castle! When Dumbledore finds out!" She yelled.

The doors to the hospital wing burst open and banged against the wall.

" Where's Dumbledore?" Fudge demanded of Mrs Weasley.

" He's not here. This is a hospital wing minister don't you think you better..."

" What happened? Why are you disturbing these people? Minerva I asked you to stand guard over Barty Crouch..."

" There's no need to stand guard over him any more Dumbledore. The minister has seen to that!"

" When we told Mr Fudge that we caught the death eater responsible for the nights events he seemed to think his own personal safety was in question. He got a dementor to come with him and brought him to the office."

" My dear woman! As Minister for Magic, it is my decision whether I wish to bring protection with me when interviewing a possibly dangerous..."

" The minute it entered it swooped down on him and-and..."

A chill ran through my stomach. He knew without even having to have heard the words what had gone on. What the dementor had done. It had kissed Barty Crouch. It sucked his soul out through his mouth. He was worse than dead.

" By all accounts it was no less. He was responsible for muggles deaths!"

" But he can't give testimony now!"

" Why he killed them? He's a raving lunatic who thinks he was working for You-Know-Who."

" Lord Voldemort was giving him instructions Cornelius."

" You-Know-Who returned? Don't be stupid!"

" As Severus and Minerva have doubtless told you..."

" Yeah they told me."

" When Harry touched the triwizard cup..."

" You are prepared to take Harry's word on this are you Dumbledore?"

" Certainly."

" Harry wouldn't lie! Why would he cause fear and panic saying the man who killed his parents is back!" George snapped.

" Now see here." Fudge started speaking.

" Cornelius that's Harry's soul mate and fiancé do you really think..."

" You believe a boy who is..."

" You've been reading Rita Skeeter, Mr Fudge." I said.

Everyone turned to look at me not realising I was awake. George gripped my hand tightly. Fred smiled at me reassuringly. Hermione came over and sat by me and help my other hand.

" So what if I have? Having fainting spells all over the place?"

" That was a nightmare at one o'clock in the morning in the boys dorms. I'm sure people would love to know just why Rita Skeeter was in a boys dorms at that time or in a boys dorms at all." Fred snapped.

Fudge reddened slightly.

" Harry is as sane as you or I." Dumbledore said.

" Look I saw Voldemort come back!" I can give you the names of the death eaters! Lucius Malfoy..."

Snape made a sudden movement, but as soon as I looked at him, Snape's eyes flew back to Fudge.

" Malfoy was cleared!"

" McNair!"

" Also cleared."

" Avery- Nott- Crabbe- Goyle!"

" You are merely repeating the names of those who were acquitted of being death eaters thirteen years ago!"

" You fool! Mr Crouch, those muggles! Those deaths were not work of a random lunatic!"

" I see no evidence on the contrary."

" Voldemort has returned." Dumbledore repeated.

" Insane...mad..." Fudge said backing away.

George now hand a hand on my shoulder to prevent me from rising while Madam Pomfrey had her hands covering her mouth sadly. The rest of them were staring at Fudge.

" If you want to shut your eyes and ignore it Cornelius then we will have to part ways." Dumbledore said calmly.

" Now see here Dumbledore. I've given you free reign, always. I've had a lot of respect for you. I might not have agreed with some of your decisions, but I've kept quiet. There aren't many people who would have let you hire werewolves, or keep Hagrid, or decide what to teach students, without reference to the ministry. But if you're going to work against me..."

" The only one I intend to work against is Voldemort."

" He can't be back Dumbledore he just can't be." He near enough pleaded.

Snape showed Fudge the dark mark on his arm.

" There. There. The Dark Mark. Not as clear as when it burned an hour ago."

" Your winnings." Fudge said placing the bag on the table.

He crammed the bowler hat back on his head before storming away.

" There is work to be done. Molly... am I right in thinking I can count on you and Arthur?"

" Of course you can."

" Then send a message to him. All those we can persuade of the truth."

" Okay."

" Madam Pomfrey in Professor Moody's office you will find a house elf by the name of Winky in considerable distress. Can you take her to the kitchens where Dobby will look after her?"

" Very well."

" Now I need to tell you something you may find hard to believe but it is true. Do you trust me?"

" Of course."

" Thank you. Sirius Black is indeed innocent. He is in hiding with Lupin but he needs to be in the order. He will be useful."

" But he kidnapped Harry and killed all those people!"

" Yes he kidnapped Harry but Peter Pettigrew was the one who killed the people and betrayed James and Lily. Can I trust you to trust me?"

" Of... of course."

" Good Minerva see Hagrid and Madam Maxime I believe you understand why."

" I do." She said leaving.

There was a slam and everyone looked at a sheepish Hermione.

" Sorry."

" Sleep Harry take the rest of your potion." Mrs Weasley said.

I turned and hid my face into Georges chest. George kissed the side of my head softly. I gripped his t shirt harder.

" Harry love take the potion please."

I looked up at him.

" For me?" He asked.

I nodded.

Mrs Weasley passed the potion to George who tipped it down my throat and I immediately began to feel drowsy. He wrapped his arms around me and I sighed pressing my face to his chest.

" Sleep Ry." He whispered.

" Stay please Georgie." I whispered.

" Always." He whispered back before I fell asleep.

When I woke up the next morning only George and Fred were there. George was watching me while whispering to Fred. I turned to look at George and he smiled slightly kissing my lips softly.

" Are you okay Ry?"

" I guess."

" It will get better I promise."

" All those police men died because they heard me scream." I told him.

" No Harry...they died for their job. They died heroes."

" They will have had families." I whispered.

" They died heroes 'Ry."

My eyes fell on the money and wand on the table and I moved out of Georges grip to get it. I muttered the charm pointing my wand from the money to Fred and then George.

" What did you just do?" Fred asked.

" Passed the money between the two of you. Five hundred galleons each for the joke shop."

" Harry!"

" Can't give it back." I said.

" We'll pour it down the drain then." Fred said.

" You can't do that either."

" But..." George protested.

" You two will have to spend it and what would be the point of having the money and not spending it on the joke shop."

" That's a thousand galleons love."

" I know."

" But..."

" No you have to take it now."

" Thanks Harry." Fred said.

" Thanks Ry." George whispered.

" Its yours."

The next few days passed slowly. No one came and talked to me and at the leaving feast Dumbledore talked about Voldemort and the muggle police officers and everyone except most of the Slytherin's raised their glasses for the police officers who had died at the hands of Voldemort.

The next day we got the train home. I sat in a compartment with Hermione, Fred, Lee, George and Katie. Justin, Susan, Hannah and I had made up just after Christmas and I had forgiven them. They had been loyal to their champion as they should have been.

" Hermione did you find out about Rita Skeeter then?" I asked.

" I did."

" What is it?"

" Rita Skeeter is an unregistered animagus. She can turn into a beetle."

Hermione went to her trunk and pulled out a glass jar with a beetle in it. We all stared at her gobsmacked until Fred and George jumped up cheering and high fiving each other.

" Er..." Katie said.

" We rubbed off on Hermione!" Fred called.

" She's got prankster in her!" George cried.

They sat back down eventually and we spent the rest of the journey playing exploding snap. When we arrived at the station I went home with the Weasley's once more.