Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, however I do own this little plot bunny
Warning: Slash of course
Summary: When Harry encounters Barty Crouch Junior at the Quidditch World Cup he learns more about himself and the Crouch men then he thought possible. Afterwards he's plagued with dreams of the Death Eater that both scare him and thrill him all at once. Then when he spots something about Mad-Eye Moody that he would recognise anywhere romance along with a plan to save the one Harry loves ensues. But Who Saves The Hero? Harry/Barty Crouch Jr.
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Who's There To Save The Hero?
Prologue: What I've Done
There were people screaming and running in all directions, I tripped and fell and then everything went black.
It took me a moment to realise what had happened as I slowly opened my eyes but then I remembered. The Death Eaters floating that poor muggle family above them and then I'd fallen.
'I must have hit my head or something,' I thought as I looked around the now destroyed campsite.
I heard the voice yell "Morsmordre," before I saw the man stood not three feet away from me his eyes trained directly on me.
"Finally awake are we Potter?" the man asked a smirk plastered across his face.
"Who are you?" I yelled, fighting against the fear that threatened to take over.
"Barty Crouch Junior," The man spat, "I believe you've met my father, not that he's ever been much of a father, disgusting Death Eater as he is. He arranged the little show earlier you know," Barty stated waving a hand to indicate the destroyed campsite.
"What?" I asked incredulously. Wasn't Crouch a key member of the Ministry? How could he be a Death Eater?
"He did very well for himself, don't you think? Managed to worm his way round the Dark Lord, persuaded the snake not to give him the dark mark," he indicated up at a monstrous green skull with a serpent hanging out of its mouth like a tongue, in the sky. "He said it would be better if he was going to be a ministry spy for him that he didn't have the mark. All it really did was keep him out of Azkaban when the time came. But me? I had to be marked didn't I?" he rolled up his left sleeve and moved towards me to show me an identical skull branded on his left forearm.
"We don't get a choice us kids, we have to follow in our fathers footsteps and then we're the ones who go to Azkaban and suffer for something we were forced to do in the first place. The only reason I'm out is because I was needed by dear old dad. He swapped me for my mother. He put his OWN WIFE IN AZKABAN," he yelled thee last part turning away from me.
I didn't know why exactly, perhaps it had to do with a similar story I'd heard not too long ago, but I believed him.
"So you're like Draco?" I asked tentatively comparing him with my best friend who I helped rescue from his father's abuse.
"Draco? Oh you mean the Malfoy kid? The one who escaped? Yea I guess you could say that, but with less luck," He replied bitterly.
"I could help you," I stated carefully.
"It's too late for me the Aurors are on their way but...thank you," Barty replied a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth. And then just like that he was gone.
As soon as he had disappeared I was surrounded by a group of wizards brandishing wands and had only seconds to duck before spells were being fired at me. However just as I prepared myself to be hit I heard a very familiar voice call out.
"Wait, stop, it's Harry, Harry Potter," Mr Weasley yelled at the rest of the group. Immediately the spells ceased and I was able to stand and face the group.
"Who cast the mark?" Crouch Senior's recognisable bark came from somewhere to my left.
"They've already gone," I replied calmly, glaring at the man.
"Who was it that cast the mark?" Mr Weasley asked.
"I don't know, I tried to get his name but he left, he used my wand though, I think maybe he didn't have one of his own," Harry stated thoughtfully, "He did tell me one thing though and I don't know why but I think I believe him,"
"What is it? What did he say Harry?" Mr Weasley prompted.
"He said that Mr Crouch organised the attack, that he is a spy for Voldemort."
"What are you talking about you insolent child?" Mr Crouch yelled launching himself at me, wand pointed at my throat.
Two other Aurors lurched forward and dragged Crouch away.
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Songs: Main Title- Save The Hero- Beyonce
Chapter Title- What I've Done- Linkin Park
So here's a new fic. RnR folks
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