A/N: This is my first story in a Long while and it just hit me this morning and would not let me sleep till I wrote it. Now I don't own anything. Even the things that are 'implied' I hope you enjoy it and have a nice day. '
Malfoy was livid. "How could I lose a thousand galleons to my own son? Draco where did you come up with the idea that Ireland would lose but Krum get the snitch anyways?"
Draco just smirked. "Come Father, you said a good investor never reveals his sources, but thanks for the raise in the allowance." Draco said with a air of smugness.
"Draco do not be so -" Lucius started but then paused as he saw a being in shadow of the forest. "Go inside Draco." Lucius stated with a tone that did not give any room for argument. "Who's there?" He said as he whipped his wand from his cane. "Come out of the shadows."
"My Lucius, enjoying the games while we true believers were rotting away in Azkaban are we?"
"Barty Crouch Jr?" Lucius said he recognized the man whom stepped out of the shadows. Lucius paled as he looked around knowing he couldn't be seen with someone of Bartys reputation, at least not yet. "Quickly get inside my tent!" Lucius said as he pushed the man inside.
Barty pushed head first into the small blue tent looked around, as he noticed the large chandelier and rich furnishings then he stepped back out then rushed back in as he been running his fingers over a large central table, "What, huh..what?"
Lucius watched the man run back in forth between the exit and entrance several times, forgetting for the moment just how far expansion charms had come in the time that Barty had been locked away. "Bartemius Crouch Jr! What is it?!"
Barty just turned to Lucius and smiled with a quick wink to seemingly nothing on his left. "It's bigger on the inside."
