I know, I really shouldn't be doing a new story while I have so many on the go but this wouldn't leave me alone and I have so much written for it. So, here it is!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, even if I want to.
"Mr. Potter, for your crimes you are sentenced to 10 years in Azkaban. May Merlin have mercy on your soul."
The gavel slammed on the desk and the young 14 years old was led by 3 Aurors out of the chamber. Fudge smiled to himself, it didn't matter what Dumbledore or whoever else had said the boy was innocent, they all knew he was guilty.
It was proven that he had killed Gabrielle Delacour, the merpeople had given statement to that. When given the benefit of the doubt and the right to at least finish the tournament he goes and kills Cedric Diggory. Not only does he kill two people but he also has to try and spread panic by proclaiming You-Know-Who to be back. It was so preposterous that only two people believed the boy: Albus Dumbledore and Hermione Granger.
It was easy to discount what Dumbledore was saying because what he did was practically say that because of who he was he should get what he wanted. Even Potter had looked at the man as if he'd grown two extra heads.
The girl though had done the research for a trial like this and had made sure that everything had gone by the book, even going as far as to act as Potter's lawyer. She'd been able to turn two life sentences to only ten years in maximum security.
Now it was up to Potter to see if he survived. And if he did survive, how sane he would be once he was out.