A/N this is the scene that appeared in my head and made me start the story. If you're a writer without a plan at the moment, or just fancy trying your hand, and you like the story, please, please continue this yourself, I would love to read it. If you have ideas for pranks or scenes, from any point in the series, let me hear them and they may wind up here. If you want to write just a scene, send it me and I will post it and credit you.
From feeding the dragon a giant pukeing pastel to turning the lake to jelly and tunnelling through it, Harry had had some laughs with the tournament. He thought it would be fun to win, but the joke was on him and the cup was a trophy.
A/N No Cedric jokes. It's only funny if a bad guy dies, like when Harry turned Snape's hair into poisonous snakes and they bit him. Still, potions was way more fun without him.
A/N on the A/N haven't written that, and don't plan to
"First we bow Potter"
Harry bowed with a flourish.
"And now we begin. Crucio."
Harry giggled. Pain and pleasure caused similar reactions and since the accident Harry couldn't tell the difference.
"Stop it. Hahaha. It tickles"
This was not what Voldemort wanted to hear. He ended the spell, and examined his wand as Harry stood their giggling.
"Wormtail, did you damage my wand and not tell me?"
"Of, of course not my lord, I would never damage your wand, master."
Voldemort thought for a moment.
"Crucio."
Wormtail writhed in agony.
"Hmm, seams to work."
He ended the spell.
"D, def, definitely w, working my l, lord. That was m, more painful than ever master"
Voldemort pointed his wand at Harry once more.
"Crucio." he screamed, pouring all his hate and frustration into the curse. He pushed with his whole magical core, his wand smoking as it channelled the single, most powerful curse ever cast.
Harry fell to the floor, twitching. It LOOKED like it was now working. From the sounds of Harry's laughter, perhaps not. Voldemort got madder and pushed even harder. His wand began to shake, but he did not notice is his rage. Harder and harder he pushed, determined to get some pain into Harry. His wand got hotter and hotter, till, BANG, it exploded, shredding Voldemort's hand. Harry got up off the floor.
"That was brilliant. Why the hell is it illegal to do that to people." He saw Voldemort's hand and broken wand. "Oh no, that's got to hurt. Don't worry, I know how to cheer you up"
A/N Any guesses?
"Crucio"
Voldemort screamed in pain. Harry held the spell. The death eaters were too amazed to do anything but stare. Harry kept the spell on until Voldemort stopped screaming. Ending it at last, Voldemort was left completely Longbottomed.
"Anyone else want a turn?" Harry offered.
Every death eater disapparated so fast the all splinched, fatally, with the exception of Peter Pettigrew, who had a panic induced heart attack.
Harry crucio'd himself for a minute, just for laughs , before dragging Voldemort over to Peter, making sure he gripped both, he summoned the cup.