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A while later finds Sirius, Remus, Tonks, Hermione, Moody, Ginny, Ron, Harry, Cedric, Dumbledore, McGonagall, Minister Fudge, and Amos Diggory in the hospital wing.
"So, shall we-" Dumbledore begins saying, Harry and Cedric both shake their heads.
"Not yet, Sir," Cedric says, much to everyone's astonishment.
"While we wait, you should have this," Harry says, holding out his bag of prize money to Cedric.
"What? No, we both grabbed the cup."
"Yes, but I cheated," Harry reminds him, everyone else seems shocked.
"And if you didn't, I'd be dead right now." Everyone seems even more shocked.
"On both accounts then, I think it should all go to me," A voice says from the doorway, everyone looks up to see Draco saunter in, closing the door behind him, "Your cloak," Draco says, chucking it to Harry who nods in thanks.
"Now can we begin?" Remus asks in bewilderment, Harry nods.
"So, the cup was a portkey, it took us to a graveyard where Wormtail and Voldemort were-"
"VOLDEMORT?!" McGonagall shrieks, startling herself as well as the rest of the room.
"He's dead, don't worry," Ginny tells her.
"He is?" Cedric asks, she nods, "Good."
"Anyway, it took us to a graveyard, Wormy tried to kill Cedric-"
"He-what?" Amos asks, "Who is Wormy?"
"Also dead," Ginny replies, Harry looks over quickly. He feels Draco put a hand on his shoulder comfortingly. Harry isn't sure if what he feels is sadness, not really. After all, the man had betrayed his family, had tortured Ginny, had tried to kill Cedric and in doing so almost killed Draco. So he's not sad he's dead, more so sad that he hadn't the opportunity to do the right thing, "He died destroying Voldemort." Harry smiles slightly, that he could work with.
"Point is, Draco saved my life-" Cedric says to move the conversation along.
"What exactly was Malfoy doing there in the first place?" Ginny asks.
"Protecting your boyfriend."
"Oh, thanks."
"I'm not her-I'm not your boyfriend!" Harry says, Ginny just winks at him.
"Anyway, I saved Cedric, Harry looks like his Father, Pettigrew stunned Voldemort and disapparated, we all went home happy," Draco concludes, Harry looks at him in surprise, "What?"
"You said Voldemort." Draco shrugs.
"Well, the Hufflepuff was right."
"Thanks for that," Cedric tells him dryly, Draco smirks, "You've been spending too much time with Harry. You've picked up his smirk."
"Wha-I didn't pick up his smirk, he picked up my smirk."
"I did not!"
"You did."
"Didn't."
"Did."
"Didn't!" The two glare at each other icily for a moment.
"So how did you lot get away? And also, what was with Professor Moody getting arrested but also being here?" Draco asks, he and Harry turning back to the group like nothing happened. Sirius smirks.
"You know, I think perhaps you picked it up from him, and it's just a family trait that got passed to Draco through his mother," Cedric says, Harry and Draco look at Sirius appraisingly and then nod.
"I think perhaps you two should explain everything on your end," Dumbledore tells Ginny and Sirius.
"Well, Wormtail showed up in the cellar I've been locked in since September, Ginny got there about a week ago," Sirius begins, "P-"
"Hold on, the Weaslette went missing months ago," Draco says, holding a hand up to stop the story.
"Right, back in December," Cedric agrees.
"Yes, I was being held with Moody for most of the rest of it," Ginny tells them.
"Moody?" They both ask at once.
"A Death Eater was impersonating me using Polyjuice potion," Moody tells them.
"A what was doing what?" Minister Fudge asks.
"Oh this is going terribly," Hermione complains.
"Honestly, okay. Somehow, we still aren't sure how, but somehow, Barty Crouch Jr is not dead. He broke- and we aren't sure how on this either- but he broke Peter Pettigrew out of Azkaban. Voldemort, in a mutated husk of a body, ordered Jr to round up the troops, that was what the business at the World Cup was about. Then he kidnapped Mad-Eye, stuffed him into a Trunk, and routinely stole his hair to use in Polyjuice potion. He entered Harry's name into the Goblet of Fire and ran Moony out of the school. Pettigrew nabbed Sirius, not sure exactly what happened there either. Harry worked out something was up with 'Moody' and got Hermione and Ron to investigate. They asked me to keep an eye out, I took a stupid risk, I got stuffed in the trunk along with Moody. At some point after that, they found us, informed us that Sirius had been kidnapped, and for that reason we decided to remain where we were because to do anything else until Sirius was found would have put him in danger. Some time later, Jr opened the trunk, declared I was being moved, I got taken to Voldemort, then shoved in with Sirius. A week later, that is, a few hours ago, Pettigrew showed up with an unconscious Voldemort. He'd turned on him, for what reason, I'm not entirely sure, but he did. Voldemort was killed, and the resulting cacophony of energy destroyed him. The house was in flames when Sirius and I found his wand and escaped. We went straight to the trunk to rescue Moody, contacted a friend or colleague or whatever of Mad-Eye's from the Aurors' office, left Moody here, and then went down to the stadium. You were there for the rest," Ginny explains to Fudge.
"Also, Crouch Jr attacked Harry and obliviated him, had him forget most of the year. Madam Pomfrey's helping him recover his memories, though," Ron adds.
Everyone sits in silence for a while as they digest all of it.
"I still don't understand what Malfoy has to do with anything," Hermione eventually says.
"Remember when I said I was going to ask for a Ferret's advice?" Harry asks, Draco smacks him over the head, Harry chuckles, Hermione nods.
"Yes, and what's this about you cheating in the tournament, Mr Potter?" Fudge asks disapprovingly.
"Well, you see, a Death Eater in disguise entered me in against my will, and, despite the fact that I am not old enough to be involved, the now-deceased father of said Death Eater forced me to participate. Then one of my Uncles disappeared. Then I was attacked, forgot succeeding in the first task, and my other Uncle was run out of the school by the same Death Eater who was trying to use the tournament to lure me to Voldemort. So, I kind of figured at that point that it's all been rigged to leave me alone and defenceless. I disliked that option," Harry replies calmly. Fudge doesn't have a response to that, simply nods.
"Where does Mr Malfoy come into this?" McGonagall asks, bewildered by his involvement. So is everyone else, honestly.
"He asked for my advice, I gave it. Then, I came up with another idea. I hid under his invisibility cloak and snuck into the maze with him to watch his back," Draco tells them, "And ended up blocking a killing curse intended for Diggory."
"Fair enough," Tonks comments.
"Well, I guess that's that, then," Fudge states, clearly in a state of shock. Everyone else awkwardly nods, "Congratulations on winning the tournament, boys. However unconventionally." Cedric and Harry both nod at him.
"Thank you, Sir," They both say, then he leaves the room.
"Sooooooo…what do we do now?" Ginny asks, everyone looks around awkwardly.
"I don't know, but whatever it is, I'm sure Draco's father will hear about it," Cedric says lightly, Harry bursts into laughter as Draco glowers at them.
"I hate you both."
