Hello, the bits in bold are from the book 'Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire' so I can't take credit for all of this.

Once the ring was on her finger a jubilant Lupin fire called Black. After a series of congratulatory remarks Black eagerly agreed to be best man and during his Hogsmeade trip between being caught by Ludo Bagman and arguing with Rita Skeeter Harry volunteered to be the paige boy. Apart from those two arrangements it was decided that the wedding would be as small as possible and performed by the omniscient Dumbledore who seemed to instantly know that Lupin had proposed. In contrast to everyone else's good mood Snape immediately leapt to the conclusion that he was invited and declined at the first opportunity. Luckily they had decided that the wedding would be at the start of the summer holiday so they could have a proper honey moon and most planning could be done later. The only things Luka knew for certain were that she would be keeping her surname and she would walk herself down the aisle.

XXX

When Harry had told Remus and Sirius about the screeching egg and Cedric's advice both had looked puzzled until Remus postulated that the clue was in mermish. Harry sincerely hoped not, just how the hell could he go up against merpeople? So, with Hagrid's hopeful face haunting his every move, he put on his Invisibility cloak and headed to the prefects' bathroom. Alas between Murtle's leering and the now eerily singing egg things started to look worse. As feared he would have to take on merpeople at the bottom of a freezing cold lake whilst somehow holding his breath for an hour. Thinking his evening couldn't deteriorate further he headed back to the common room before spotting Bartemius Crouch on the Marauder's map and nearly got caught by Snape.

Luckily for Harry despite an unproductive discussion with his friends during Charms his letter to Sirius about Crouch, Snape and the egg had come back with answers. As well as telling to keep his eyes peeled for any other odd events Remus had added a bit about the Bubblehead Charm. Unfortunately even with daily practice keeping his head submerged in a sink in Murtle's bathroom he couldn't keep the charm's effects going for more than ten minutes. The air just seemed to get staler until it felt like he was choking. According to Hermione the bubble was supposed to act as a membrane that allowed for the passage of gases but Harry felt like his head was stuck in the middle of an inflated balloon. Time running out Harry headed to the library on the eve of the second task. Huddled over tomes late into the night finally Harry passed out. Thankfully Dobby woke him up in time and despite his less than perfect return from the task thanks to his 'moral fibre' and Dobby's gillyweed he managed to get tied for first place with Cedric.

XXX

The next week Luka was keeping an extra eye on things. Snape had been in a foul mood since Harry's performance in the second task. Luka was against special treatment as much as anyone and that included special vindictiveness. That said Harry and his friends weren't helping themselves. Luka made sure to confiscate their copy of 'Witch Weekly' and dock points before Snape saw them. It also didn't go unnoticed that Harry spilt his armadillo bile on purpose so he could eavesdrop on Snape and a worried looking Karkaroff after class. Eavesdropping herself Luka listened as Snape held Harry back to tell him that if he ever stole from his stores again he would have truth serum as an adulterant in his pumpkin juice. Luka walked off satisfied, for Snape that was positively a slap on the wrist.

After another Hogsmeade trip and the latest incident with the missing and deranged Crouch Luka found Black at the bar anxious to talk to her.

"How's Hogwarts security?"

"Tight as when you were on the loose,"

"Can you keep a close eye on Harry, with Karkaroff and whoever put his name in the goblet he can't have too much protection. I'm in a room at The Three Broomsticks but I fear that isn't close enough,"

"I'll keep as close an eye on him as possible,"

"Thanks," Black paused, "I'm not sure exactly how to put this. I must say that given your status in our world and your previous entanglements I didn't think you the best person for Remus. But he loves you despite my reservations and I will respect his decision. However, if you harm him or lead him to harm I will not let that pass,"

To Black's surprise Luka smiled.

"Do I amuse you?" he asked slightly irked.

"Not at all. I'm just glad that Remus has someone that holds him so dear, although I must point out that a physical confrontation between us would have only one outcome,"

"Then make sure he comes to no harm,"

"Of course, that's my duty as his fiancée,"

XXX

After his Voldemort related nightmare in Divination and the resulting 'accidental' viewing of the Pensieve memories Harry redoubled his defence practice. Once he had told Ron and Hermione about Bagman and Crouch's son the latter had petitioned Professor McGonagall to let them use the Transfiguration classroom during breaks. That way he could get practice additional to the sessions that Miss Reginold ran. The teaching assistant had also given them the idea of using potions encased in thin vials as grenades. As they couldn't produce the glass necessary the assistant had given them some of hers. What struck the three of them the most was how much this technique resembled that used by some of the Slytherins as a counter-attack when everyone blamed them for the basilisk attacks.

Finally the day came for the third task. With Skeeter's article on his deteriorating mental health still in his mind Harry followed Professor McGonagall to the chamber off the Hall to see his family. The article was instantly wiped off his mind by the sight of Sirius, Remus and Bill Weasley. The first two gave him a thorough looking over as if trying to find injuries whilst Bill apologised on Charlie's behalf as apparently his brother couldn't get time off work. In the corner Harry noticed Fleur Delacore eye up Bill with interest. Next to them a pale looking Mrs Diggory was fussing over her son. Leaving the chamber they the four of them took a leisurely stroll around the grounds. The conversation unfortunately soon departed from tales of school hijinks past to strategy, hexes and counter curses. The three elder wizards and Sirius in particular were happy to hear about Harry's increased amount of practice. As they re-entered the school for lunch talk turned to Percy's current trouble with the Ministry. Apparently the doting assistant was now being questioned about the authenticity of the written instructions he had been following. Once his two best friends had joined them along with Ginny and the twins Harry temporarily forgot about the task as he enjoyed his lunch.

Making his excuses half way through the meal Lupin left his seat to meet Luka in the Entrance Hall.

"How've you been?" asked Lupin as he released Luka from a hug.

"Busy, end of term exams as well as the tournament and getting ready for the Duelling Club competitions," smiled the nephilim, she still couldn't believe she was getting married, that was what normal people did.

"Yes everything's progressing so quickly. I must say I'm impressed with how Harry's holding up,"

"He does seem to be coping well with the stress and he's got quite an aptitude for Defence Against the Dark Arts. I'm not sure on his chances of winning but he should come out relatively unscathed," said Luka.

"Still, I'll be glad when this is all over as will Sirius. He's been getting more jumpy as the days go by, I'm sure if he could use a Polyjuice potion to take Harry's place he would. At least we all have something to look forward to," smiled Lupin.

Luka knew what he was referring to. Their wedding arrangements whilst still small had grown more complicated since they were close to the Nottingham were pack. As well as Luka's and Remus' families, the Weasleys, Harry, Black, Sebastian, Ciel, Jim and Michael the pack leader Mathew White would also be in attendance. Luka had made sure not to allow plus ones or a public ceremony so hopefully the entire pack wouldn't turn up and devour the reception's entire stock of food. Not to mention Timothy or the still crazed 'Nymphomaniac' Tonks as Luka like to call her rival. After catching up it was back to lunch and then tests for Luka whilst Remus went off with Harry and Black again.

Once the feast celebrating the third task was complete everyone made their way to the Quidditch pitch. Unfortunately the headmaster had decided that she would once again play the part of the human, sort of, no man's land to separate Snape and Black. On the upside she did get to sit next to Lupin who had decided to help her in the task of brawl prevention. As Harry and Cedric set off Black became visibly tenser, his heart beat quickened and his adrenaline levels gave off an even stronger scent. To her surprise the latter two signal were also emanating from Snape.

Time seemed to stretch so slowly in the stands. What was the point of being spectators if you couldn't see anything? After what seemed an age Snape flinched and grasped his forearm. A few minutes there was a flash of light and on cue the band started up to celebrate the victor's return. Standing in the stands Luka could see two bodies by the glimmering cup, Harry and Cedric. Dumbledore went down to Harry and from her vantage point is was clear that Cedric was limp from either injury or worse. As realisation spread through the crowd screams and shouts rang out. Next to her Black and Remus scrambled down with Luka in pursuit. Alas, before they could reach Harry Fudge had already got there and was announcing that the boy would be going to the infirmary. Swooping in like a limping bird of prey Moody came in whilst Dumbledore's back was turned and whisked Harry away.

"Where's Harry going?" shouted Black as they got to Dumbledore, over the latter's shoulder Luka could see that Cedric was indeed dead. Behind her she could hear Mrs Diggory sobbing.

Dumbledore broke from his conversation with Fudge to look around. As his eyes met the swiftly receding back of Moody his face darkened.

"Come with me, I do not believe that we are dealing with the Alistor as we know him,"

Since Moody had slipped from view the group now comprised of Snape and McGonagall as well were led by Luka and Lupin acting as humanoid bloodhounds. Moving quickly they traced the professor to his office.

"Stand aside," barked Dumbledore as he strode to the locked door, "Stupefy!"

Luka's eyes widened as the Stunner blasted the door open. Inside Moody seemed to have been knocked out by the blast whilst Harry sat there pale and wide eyed. Black and Lupin rand to Harry's side followed quickly by McGonagall who looked like she was about to cry.

"Come on Harry, let's get you to the hospital wing," said Black trying to smile weakly and failing.

"No," countermanded Dumbledore.

"Well he can't stay. He's bleeding and terrified," retorted Black.

"He will stay, Sirius, because he needs to understand. Understanding is the first step to acceptance, and only with acceptance can there be recovery. He needs to know who put him through the ordeal he has suffered tonight, and why,"

"Moody," said Harry, his voice quiet and shaking slightly, "how can it have been Moody?"

"This is not Alistor Moody. You have never known Alistor Moody. The real Moody would never have removed you from my sight after what happened tonight. The moment he took you, I knew- and I followed,"

Luka cocked her head. For someone making out that they were watching Harry's safety like a hawk how did he miss that clunking git walk away with the boy? Before she could ponder the matter further Dumbledore had taken Moody's flask and keys before asking Snape for a truth potion and McGonagall to get Winky. The remaining group looked on in surprise as Dubledore went through the locks on the trunk until he got to a pit where the real Moody had been drugged and stashed. Once Moody was covered with a cloak the headmaster emptied the flask used by the imposter to reveal Polyjuice potion. A stroke of brilliance just as Dumbledore said for Moody was well known for drinking only from his flask. As the headmaster pulled up a chair all eyes turned back to the imposter. Minutes ticked past and slowly he began to change. Scar tissue softened to become normal skin, the hair became pale blonde and the missing eye and leg regrew. Just as his metamorphosis was complete there was the sound of hurried footsteps at the office door.

"Crouch! Barty crouch!" hissed Snape as he stood in the doorway.

"Good heavens," gasped McGonagall.

Peering around Snape's legs the filthy house elf Winky shrieked before flinging herself on 'Master Barty' and accusing Dumbledore of murdering him. Consoling Winky the headmaster asked Snape for the truth potion before waking Crouch. With the potion active in his system the interrogation was swift with Crouch confessing to being a true Death Eater, handing Harry to Voldemort and murdering his own father. Beside him Winky pitifully sobbed as she implored him to say no more. Once Crouch's monologue was complete and he passed out once more Dumbledore bound him and asked McGonagall and Luka to stand guard. Snape was sent to get Madam Pomfrey for Moody before sending Fudge to the Defence Against the Dark Arts office.

"And when will Harry get the medical treatment he needs?" asked Black indignantly that his godson's health had not come up.

"He will need to come to my office. We have yet to go over this evening's events," replied Dumbledore calmly.

"Like hell he is. At the very least let him rest for tonight," retorted Black as he strode towards Dumbledore as Lupin took Black's place by Harry's side.

"If I could put him in an enchanted sleep I would, but the momentary numbing of the pain only stalls the healing process and makes the pain worse when it is finally felt," insisted the headmaster quietly.

"I will be with him, I won't let you question him alone," said Black finally relenting.

"As will I," added Lupin.

"As you wish," replied Dumbledore as he turned and left the office.

Once in his own office he bade Harry take a seat where Fawkes fluttered towards him. The bird let out one mournful note that buoyed the boy and on the headmaster's request he began retelling the night's events. When he got to the part about Wormtail cutting him his godfather hissed and moved his robes to examine the cut whilst for the smallest of moments Harry could have sworn he saw triumph in Dumbledore's eyes. At the point of wand contact Harry felt a lump in throat but he managed to get around it. As Dumbledore explained Priori Incantatem Harry remembered Olivander's words back in his shop and was surprised that the Fawkes was the donor for his wand's core. After the brief explanation of what happened when brother wands were used against each other Dumbledore looked at Harry to continue. Stumbling through his description of Voldemort's victims he came to a complete stop when it came to Cedric's last request. Looking up he saw Sirius' holding his head in his hands whilst Remus kept his eyes on the floor. At that point Fawkes fluttered to the floor, once again using his tears to heal Harry before resettling himself on his perch. Only then was Harry finally dismissed by Dumbledore to go to the hospital wing. When he got there he was met by his friends, Bill Weasley and a worried looking Madam Pomfrey.

"Everyone," said Dumbledore holding up a hand, "Harry has been through a terrible ordeal tonight. He has just had to relive it for me. What he needs now is sleep, and peace, and quiet. If he would like all of you to stay with him you may do so. But I do not wanting you questioning him until he is ready to answer, and certainly this evening,"

Grateful that Dumbledore had asked them not to ask him anything Harry got changed and into bed. Drinking the potion Madam Pomfrey gave him he fell into a deep sleep.

Meanwhile there was an uneasy silence in the DADA office once Snape had joined Luka and McGonagall. What exactly do you say when you're guarding the person responsible for the death of a student, the near death of another and the return of Volemort? Seconds dragging by Luka was actually glad when she felt a presence in the castle.

"Severus, did Fudge mention bringing security?"

"What do you mean?" asked McGonagall.

"He didn't say anything but I imagine he will be attended by Aurors," said Snape, he didn't like where this was going.

"Dementors have entered the castle," replied Luka.

"That fool, they'll try to kiss Crouch as soon as they spot him," snapped McGonagall as she readied her wand, Snape did the same whilst Luka unsheathed her sword.

"Where are they now?" enquired Snape.

"Closing in but slowly, it seems they're sticking close to that fat git,"

"We'll have to inform Dumbledore, Severus you go the headmaster-," began McGonagall.

"Or we could all stay here whilst Elise relays the message," chirped Luka as she finished penning a quick note.

"How did that bird get here?" ground out Snape.

"She's my familiar, now in my correct form I can summon her telepathically," smiled the nephilim as Elise disappeared through a small shadow gate with the message.

More on edge but at least now with a task the trio waited. Thankfully for their nerves it wasn't long before a pale Fudge appeared flanked by a Dementor. As soon as it sensed Crouch the creature flew for the door only to be stopped by a barrage of Patronus blasts.

"What is the meaning of this?" shouted Fudge as the Dementor fled past him.

"Barty Crouch is not to be kissed on Hogwarts grounds Minister! Dumbledore would never allow it and neither will we," countered McGonagall who had gone blotchy with rage.

"My good woman, what the headmaster would approve of is immaterial. As Minister of Magic it is my decision whether I wish to bring protection with me when interviewing a possibly dangerous suspect," asserted the Minister as he clenched his fists on his lurid green bowler hat.

"Dangerous? He's wandless, bound and unconscious you idiotic bureaucrat," piped Luka.

His face colouring and contorting with anger the Minister opened his mouth but alas didn't have the time to reply.

"Ah, Cornelius. I see you have decided to join us," purred Dumbledore as he swept up to the Minister.

"What's all this Albus? Severus told me that you had a Death Eater in custody who was the cause of Cedric Diggory's death," said the bureaucrat.

"Unfortunately not just Cedric Diggory's. Barty Crouch junior is also linked to the deaths of Bertha Jorkins, a Muggle called Frank Bryce and his own father as well as the abduction of Alistor Moody. Now he needs to be taken to the Ministry to give his testimony,"

"Why? He's clearly a raving lunatic, Severus said he even thought he was working on You-Know-Who's order. All that's left is for him to be kissed by the Dementors for his escape," hissed Fudge testily.

"This is far more serious than an old fanatic on one last rampage. Volemort was giving him instructions, Cornelius. Those deaths were mere by-products of a plan to restore Voldemort to full strength again. The plan has succeeded. Voldemort has been restored to his body,"

Fudge stood silently in his shock. After a moment he began to move his mouth as if trying to talk but was unable to articulate his thought. Finally he managed to splutter his response.

"You-Know-Who…returned? Preposterous. Come now, Dumbledore…"

"As Severus has already told you we heard Barty Crouch confess. Under the influence of Veritaserum, he told us how he was smuggled out of Azkaban, and how Voldemort- learning of his continued existence from Bertha Jorkins- went to free him from his father, and used him to capture Harry. The plan worked, I tell you. Crouch has helped Voldemort to return,"

Fudge continued to splutter his protestations and when the argument turned to the principle witness Luka was glad Remus and Black were absent. Minister or not he would have been toast if he'd insinuated Harry was deranged or evil because he was a Parselmouth in front of them. When his character assassination was over McGonagall snorted in exasperation. It was plain that the Fudge wasn't going to listen to reason. The poison dwarf even went as far to suggest that the headmaster was trying to destabilise the peace the Ministry had built. Continuing calmly Dubledore listed the points of the plan he wanted the Minister to take; sack the Dementors, envoys to the giants and the werewolves he was trying to cleanse from society. Alas, like all career politicians Fudge was too fond of his office to do anything radical that might lead to bad headlines. Finally seeing that his efforts were in vain Dumbledore said they had come to parting of ways. Fudge uttered yet another plea.

"He can't be back, Dumbledore, he just can't be…"

Evidently getting as fed up as everyone else was with Fudge's continual denial Snape strolled forwards and rolled up his sleeve. To Luka's disappointment it wasn't to punch Fudge in the face.

"There. There. The Dark Mark. It is not as clear as it was, an hour or so ago, when it burnt black, but you can still see it. Every Death Eater had the sign burnt into him by the Dark Lord. It was a means of identifying each other, and his means of summoning us to him. When he touched the Mark of any Death Eater, we were supposed Disapparate, and Apparate, instantly, at his side. This Mark has been growing clearer all year. Karkaroff's, too. Why do you think Karkaroff fled tonight? We both felt the Mark burn. We both knew he had returned. Karkaroff fears the Dark Lord's vengeance. He had betrayed too many of his fellow Death Eaters to be sure of a welcome back into the fold,"

His head still firmly still in the sand Fudge tried to play it off as a ghoulish hoax. Instructing his two Auror body guards to bring Crouch he shoved Harry's winning into Dumbledore's hands before turning on his heel to leave.

"Now there is work to be done. Minerva please ask Hagrid and Madame Maxime to meet me in my office as soon as possible. Severus, you know what I must ask you to do. If you are ready… if you are prepared,"

"I am," said Snape.

"Then, good luck," said Dumbledore as he watched Snape leave, "Luka, would you put out the word to the were packs that they may soon be approached by Dark wizards offering them rewards and privileges in return for allegiance. I would send Remus but I doubt he'll leave here tonight and I need the work to begin as soon as possible. Now, I must go down to the hospital wing to ask Bill to contact his father, and to deliver Harry's winnings,"

Luka left silently. Selfish as it felt to think about it with everything going on would she actually get married? If the events of Voldemort's last rise to power were anything to go by there would be nothing but chaos and near civil war in the wizarding community for the foreseeable future. With regards to the weres she hoped they took her cautions seriously. Despite the trouble with the Ministry most still believed they had a special position on nature's totem pole due to their strength and healing ability. Hopefully there wouldn't be too many casualties before they saw the light. And what about Sebastian and Ciel? They would no doubt come through what was to come unscathed but would they side with anyone? Hopefully they would just sit on the side-lines and watch the show. She definitely couldn't see either of them joining the fight against Voldemort.

XXX

In the bowels of the grim reaper forensics department Othello observed one of his colleagues.

"So, you saw both of the anomalies today. Did you notify management? They'll be eager to hear about them, it's been about fourteen years," said Othello.

"Both of them were indeed there. I notified the management. They weren't exactly pleased about his reappearance, Harry's been harmless but the other-,"

"Come on, you know not to use their names. You have to be more detached than that,"

"Regardless," snapped his colleague, "management can't spare the man power to track the other subject despite his continued presence being an insult to all reapers. How's the deciphering of his methods coming along?"

"As dead an end as fourteen years ago," chuckled Othello at his own joke.

His colleague tutted, "Tell me as soon as you find something,"

Othello rolled his eyes as his colleague left. The damned redhead was too attached to those cases for their own good.

XXX

The weeks towards the end of term passed peacefully. To Luka's surprise Remus was insistent that they marry, in fact their plans had been brought forward, although this was on account of letting Remus getting back to work as werewolf recruiter. They were to get married in a registry office in Shrewsbury by Dumbledore who would be doing the magical and non-magical paperwork before having the reception at a local pub. As long as no one got tied to a lamppost at the end of their stag party everything should go down without a hitch.

The last day of term was a mournful one. The drapes that would usually display the colours of the winners of the house cup had been bee replaced with black ones in remembrance of Diggory. In his speech Dumbledore told all the students that Voldemort had returned. Nearly all of them were shocked. The Ministry had instructed its spokespeople to play down the tragedies during the Triwizard Cup as the work of one lunatic. Barty Crouch had only been given the shortest time possible to testify before the Wizengamot before he was kissed. Most in power didn't believe, or didn't want to believe that Voldemort was back.

The next day Harry finished packing his trunk. He would be spending the weeks with Sirius and the weekends with the Dursleys as per Dumbledore's wishes. This coming week was to be different though as Remus was getting married on the Monday so he was staying at Grimwauld Place all week. That was fine by him, the less time with the Dursleys the better.

Finally the day had come to pass. Luka had managed to survive her surprise hen party arranged by the female members of staff at both Hogwarts and the Funtom bar. It had been surprising to see a zombie, minotaur and a bunch of witches cackling together. Apparently Candy had asked Remus to contact McGonagall and the group had been planning things for weeks. They had dragged Luka off to The Three Broomsticks first before going on a non-human friendly pub crawl. Thankfully the event was devoid of strippers. Now the morning after a bleary eyed Luka and Remus who was in a similar state stood at the alter trying to not to look at Dumbledore's particularly lurid robe. They exchanged vows and rings with no mishaps. It was a wonderful day and Luka found herself quite surprised by just how happy she felt. She hadn't been one of those foolish girls who dreamed of their perfect wedding and 'prince charming' since childhood. In fact, to her marriage had always been a contract, after all you didn't need a piece of paper to show you loved someone. But no, standing there in one of her best dresses opposite Remus in his best suit felt strangely blissful. Neither of the couple noticed when Black slipped out for a moment.

"I told you last night that you wouldn't be welcome here!" he hissed as he pulled Nymphadora Tonks away from the registry office.

"You mean it's done? I'm too late? You have to let me go, Remus is marrying a monster," cried Tonks.

"Some would say that Remus is also a monster," retorted Black, he knew she had her heart in the right place but he wouldn't let her wreck his friend's chance at happiness.

"That's just age old prejudice. But she's different! She murdered me," Tonks' hand unconsciously went to her head, "and my friends. And she smiled when she did it. She enjoys killing! Remus is too gently to be with someone so brutal,"

For a moment Black paused, it wasn't as if he could just brush away that remark.

"Remus has made his choice. All we can do is support him in his decision," replied Black as he re-entered the building.

"We'll see about that," sniffed Tonks when he was out of sight.

Once the reception was other and all the guests had left Luka and Remus Apparated to Cornwall. They would be staying in a nice cottage there by the sea for the rest of the week. Unfortunately due their plans being accelerated they had forgot to get basic provisions like food despite bringing a variety of beach wear.

"I'll just pop to the shop in the village," smiled Luka as pecked Remus on the cheek, everything was so perfect.

Once she had left Remus ran upstairs. What to do first, get the scented candles ready or perhaps a nice relaxing bubble bath to start their married life? A flicker of shadows made him spin round.

"Sebastian?" he nearly squeaked.

"Quite a nice place you have here," said the demon as he examined the pictures on the wall.

"What do you want?" asked Remus, his instincts were screaming for him to flee the demon's presence. That had never been the case before.

"I neglected to give you two a gift from Ciel and I," Sebastian paused, "but before I give it to you I have to ask you a question. Do you indeed wish to spend your entire life with Luka and not leave her broken hearted?"

"Of course, what sort of question is that?" retorted Remus, what the hell was going on here?

"Excellent," smiled the demon before opening his red eyes and the world went black for Remus.

"Remus? Are you in the kitchen?" called Luka as she stepped through the threshold with the carrier bags.

Not hearing a peep she followed her nose. On the landing she could smell Remus and Sebastian. Running to the bedroom and threw open the door. She stopped dead in the doorway for a second before slowly advancing. Remus was lying on top of the bedclothes, his eyes open.

"Sebastian… why did you?" breathed Luka as fell to her knees next to her husband.