Harry Does Different CCCDXXVIII

Greatest Wizard

"Come out Harry Potter! Come out and face death. At least they will say you died by the wand of the greatest wizard of all time!" the resurrected Dark Lord taunted his nemesis. He fired a spell.

A blast hit Harry's hiding place and small rocks rained down on his head. Just then something inside him snapped. He shoved himself up and marched forward, shouting "Greatest wizard? YOU? HAR-HAR! What a crock! I beat you before I finished First Year! HELL! First time I was barely a year! What'd I do, huh? Wizz on you?"

"I AM LORD VOLDEMORT! I AM NOT TO BE MOCKED!" the snake/man roared and fired "Avada Kedavra!"

Recognizing that from class and of course a Dementor dream, Harry dove out of its path. Grunting with the effort of standing he taunted "Greatest wizard? Can't hit the broad side of the owlery! Try again!"

"Avada Kedavra!" leapt from his wand again, only to be dodged again

The teen laughed, drawing shocked gasps from the assembled Death Eaters "I know, your aim must be off. Y'know having been dead and all. Then there's the whole having your diary destroyed. Hafta ask Malfoy there 'bout that."

"WHAT?! Crucio!" at that revelation, which most there were ignorant of, the Dark Lord cursed his chief underling who screamed in agony.

Harry didn't have time, or inclination, for sympathy. He used the distraction to, while running to fallen Cedric's body, cast "Expelliarmus!" which resulting in Voldemort's wand snapping into his palm and an "Accio!" which summoned the TriWizard Cup and activated the portkey.

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Drums were being hammered, trumpets were blaring, a general festive mood filled the stands as the crowd awaited the return of THE TriWizard Champion. They were primed for the moment, so naturally the instant a crack was heard all eyes flashed to the source of the flash. The audience cheered and went crazy, the band was more celebratory.

"NO STOP! STOP! STOP!" the 'winner' screamed until the partying died down "IT WAS VOLDEMORT! HE'S BACK! THE WHOLE THING WAS A TRICK!"

Amos Diggory forced his way forward and wailed "MY BOOOOYYY! WHAT HAPPENED!"

"It was Pettigrew. He killed Cedric. And Voldemort was there. At least in baby form." Harry was explaining between breaths "A cemetery, the cup took us there."

The Headmaster was listening intently, but Fudge shoved him aside "What rubbish! You-Know-Who is dead! Stop spreading lies boy!"

"You know? If you can get some Aurors, or at least a few brave people, we can stop this war before it ever starts! What? You think I sliced up my own arm? Or Ced died of a cold?" Harry was desperate for a rapid response.

Dumbledore provided it "Alastair. Minerva. Filius. Come, everyone with battle magic talent. Ahh? Alastair?" he looked around for his friend and came up empty. But perhaps a dozen hardy souls disappeared with him and the TriWizard Cup.

"Steady on mate." Ron rushed up and caught his friend as Harry's legs gave out, he was exhausted.

Hermione was on his other side, all but panicky "He's really back?"

Harry barely had time to tell half the story before the air ripped again with the returning group. What with trying to talk over a still mourning Amos Diggory and doing a very poor job of fighting off a fussing Mediwitch.

"We have two prisoners and a body." Dumbledore announced more loudly than was necessary for the closest to hear "They are injured as well, so Poppy, when you have a moment? And let us make sure we have a place to temporarily secure - - -"

The Charms Professor nodded in acknowledgement and pushed a completely disheveled, very long blond-haired man "Let's go boy! If I had my way you'd already be dead!"

"That's Lucius Malfoy!" exclaimed the Minister for Magic "You don't treat a man like that so roughly!"

"Petrificus Totalis!" the spell leapt from a wand.

Dumbledore nodded pleasantly "Twenty points to Gryffindor Miss Granger. Cornelius, I suggest you use this time to rethink your politics."

Harry fainted.