I thought I'd get this up earlier, but I was distracted by the shiny world of Merlin, my latest obsession, and some of the fabulous stories for that fandom. So, unfortunately, I didn't get to update 'Finally Where I Belong' and 'Heart In A Headlock'.

On a completely random note, have you ever been reciting a spanish presentation - in as spanish-y intonation as you can - and in the middle of the list, said 'Star Wars' and it comes out sounding completely ridiculous as you can't switch from spanish to english that quickly... I noticed as I was practicing for my mock oral, and it sounded it ridiculous.

Anyway, I'll stop rambling now, so I hope you enjoy! Please R&R!

Chapter Nineteen

We reached the gargoyle guarding Master Fung's office, hissing the password at it before Rai grabbed my hand and flew to the top step. Bursting through the headmaster's office door wasn't probably the best idea, especially given the fact that he was in a meeting with the minister for magic, but hey, we never said it was a good idea. Besides, we hadn't known the minister was there, and this was urgent.

"Master Fung! It's Mr Crouch! He-" Rai broke off when he noticed Fudge's presence. "Oh."

Master Fung, however, ignored the minister and turned to us. "Mr Crouch?"

"Uh, yeah. I saw him in the forest, but he…wasn't quite…" I fished around for words, but eventually gave up. "Well, he was asking for you."

Master Fung nodded and turned to follow us. "If you'll excuse me Cornelius, perhaps we could reschedule." The door closed before we heard Fudge's reply. "What did Mr Crouch say, Kimiko?" Master Fung asked as we hurried across the grounds.

"Well, he was spouting complete nonsense. He came to his senses and asked for you, but then he went back to talking to the tree as if it was Pedro. I could hear some thoughts fighting in his mind… Something about…he'd done something wrong…he mentioned Bertha Jorkins and his son…and Wuya…something about her getting stronger…"

Master Fung frowned and he picked up the pace. "We left Cedric Diggory with him." Rai supplied and we both squirmed at the tone in Master Fung's voice.

"You did?"

"Well…we shouldn't have, I know, but we're faster and we needed to get to you quickly, so…"

"Where are they?" Master Fung asked as we reached the outskirts of the trees. I stared around.

"They…they were right there…" Rai and I exchanged worried glances. Rai didn't seem to like Cedric much, but it was still our duty to protect him. "Cedric?" I didn't hear any reply, so I lit up my hand and started to search between the trees. "Over here!"

Rai and Master Fung hurried to where I was, Cedric sprawled on the forest floor and with Crouch nowhere in sight. "Stunned." Master Fung remarked, before performing the counter-curse.

It turned out that Cedric hadn't seen his attacker – they had hit him from behind – and Crouch had disappeared once again.

I sent a letter explaining what had happened to Sirius and Lupin, receiving a very strongly worded one in return, making me swear by return owl never to walk off with anyone near the forest again. Well, to be fair, I hadn't exactly walked off, but I figured that that wasn't quite the point; standing around at the edge of the forest alone wasn't much better. They also ordered me to keep to Gryffindor Tower after hours, as they were convinced that someone very dangerous was at Hogwarts, trying to attack Rai and me.

Rai seemed to take their words to heart, for he wouldn't let me go anywhere unless he was with me. He even walked me to Ancient Runes and Arithmancy, making him late to his own classes. Okay, I admit, I kinda liked the attention, but hey! What girl wouldn't like it when the guy they're in love with pay them all this attention! Yeah, I'm in love with him. I realised it when I saw Rai's face in the mirror from the second task. I mean, I had expected to see him, but it was only then that I realised what it implied. He was what I would miss most, more than my own father.

I don't just like him; I'm in love with him.

We met the twins in the Owlery, once again discussing blackmail, and they purposely wouldn't let us see (or hear) who they were writing to. It was rather worrying, but I couldn't focus too much on it. After all, I have a mega-dangerous maze to make it through, and there's apparently someone at Hogwarts who wants me dead.

As we sat up doing homework in the common room one night, I felt myself drifting to sleep over my book. I'd already finished my homework earlier when the boys had been messing around. I soon fell asleep and drifted into another dream.

I was in a room not unlike that in my last dream, but I'm pretty sure it wasn't the same. Wormtail was there again, and the snake – Nagini. Wormtail was cowering before the chair which I assumed held Wuya. "You're in luck, Wormtail." Her high, cold voice drifted from it, confirming my suspicions. "You are very fortunate indeed. Your blunder has not ruined everything. He is dead."

Wormtail whimpered and fell to the floor on his knees. "My lady! I am…I am so pleased…and so sorry…"

"You are out of luck, Nagini. I will not be feeding you Wormtail after all. But never mind…there's still Kimiko Tohomiko…" The snake that was curled by the fire raised its head disinterestedly. By the way it reacted this time, now that Chase wasn't here, I assumed it was his. "Now, Wormtail, perhaps one more little reminder why I will not tolerate another blunder from you…"

Wormtail's eyes widened and he tried to back away. "My lady…please…I beg you…"

"Crucio!"

Wormtail dropped to the floor again, twitching and screaming in agony. I felt my scar burn and screams filled my ears, Wormtail's mixing with my own…

"Kimiko!"

I opened my eyes to find myself on the floor in Gryffindor Common Room, Rai's worried face hovering over me. He helped me up and I sat back in my chair, rubbing my still throbbing scar. "What happened? Are you alright?"

"I had another dream…"

"Come on, Kimiko. You have to tell Master Fung about this!"

"Alright." I stood up and Clay stared at me in shock. I don't think he expected me to agree. "I'll go now." I turned and walked out of the portrait hole, Rai scrambling after me.

We arrived at Master Fung's office door the more conventional way this time, and knocked. When the door swung open, I felt an odd sense of irony. This was clearly the meeting Master Fung had rescheduled with Fudge, and we were interrupting once again. Although, this time it looked as though Fudge and Dumbledore were fighting.

"Oh. Uh… Sorry Master Fung. We'll just…come back later…"

"Oh, no need. The minister was just leaving." Fudge didn't seem too happy, but he grabbed his cloak and left the room, Master Fung walking after him. Rai and I waited in his office, and soon Rai was drawn to the corner of the room.

"What is this?"

I walked over to what he was looking at. It was an ornate bowl with a silvery substance swirling within it. "That's a pensieve." I told him, but he didn't seem to be listening. He leant in, and kept leaning until his face was practically touching it. "No! Rai, don't-" I reached out to try and pull Rai back, but I just got sucked in myself.

We landed in what I assumed were the courts, sitting next to Master Fung's image. Rai noticed him and started babbling. "Master Fung! I'm sorry…I didn't mean to…I was just looking in that basin…honest!" He paused to look around. "Where are we?"

"In Master Fung's memory." Rai turned to face me, looking confused. "I tried to tell you not to get too close. It's a pensieve. You put memories in it and you can view them like this. It makes sure you never forget them."

"Oh. Sorry." He looked rather sheepish.

"It's alright." I said with a dramatic sigh. "I'm used to you not listening by now."

"Hey! I always listen to you!"

"I'm only kidding, Rai." I said with a giggle.

We turned our attention to the surroundings when two Dementors dragged a younger and decidedly rougher looking Karkaroff into the centre of the room. Mr Crouch was sitting in the middle of the bench before Karkaroff and he stood and began to talk. It seemed that Karkaroff had bargained for his release from Azkaban in exchange for the names of Death Eaters who had escaped Azkaban. He gave up the names of mostly convicted or deceased Death Eaters, except for one, so they sent him back to see whether the last was truly a Death Eater before they released him.

The image flickered and a new memory took its place. It was the same courtroom, but it was a trial for Ludo Bagman, who had apparently given information to known Death Eaters.

Then the memory changed again, and Crouch looked gaunter and greyer than before. A witch sat near him, crying into her handkerchief. A woman and three men – one of whom looked little more than a boy – sat in the centre of the room this time. The youngest looked frightened – exceedingly so, and the other two men looked nervous, though the woman sat as though on a throne.

Crouch stood up, looking at the four with pure hatred written across his face. "You have been brought here before the Council of Magical Law so that we may pass judgement on you for a crime so heinous-"

The youngest cut across him, crying out "Father! Father…please…"

I stiffened as I understood. This was the trial of Crouch's son. The woman must be Crouch's wife, the boy's mother, who died shortly after his death in Azkaban. I wasn't entirely sure I wanted to see this, even though I had no choice, so I gripped Rai's hand tightly.

Crouch continued as if he hadn't heard his son's pleas. "-that we have rarely heard the like of it within this court. We have heard the evidence against you. The four of you are accused of capturing an Auror – Frank Bakerset – and subjecting him to the Cruciatus Curse before his wife and their two children, believing him to have knowledge of the present whereabouts of your exiled master, She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named."

"Father, I didn't!" Came the shriek from the youngest of the chained. "I didn't, I swear it, Father! Don't send me back to the Dementors-"

"You planned to restore Her to power, and to resume the lives of violence you presumably led while she was strong. I now ask the jury-"

"Mother!" He turned to the sobbing woman. "Mother, stop him, Mother, I didn't do it, it wasn't me!"

Crouch merely raised his voice. "I now ask the jury to raise their hands if they believe, as I do, that these crimes deserve a life sentence in Azkaban." The jury all raised their hands.

The dark haired woman who had now been sentenced rose from her seat, eyes only on Crouch. "The Dark Lord and Lady will rise again, Crouch! Go on, throw us in Azkaban, we will wait! They will reward us beyond any other – we alone searched for them! We alone were faithful!"

Crouch's son was crying and screaming and pleading. "I'm your son!" he cried.

"You are no son of mine!" Crouch called coldly. "I have no son." His wife fainted and the boy was dragged away, screaming.

It was horrible and I was immensely glad when I noticed Master Fung – the one from our time – beside us, and saw him motion us back.

He chuckled lightly as he put the pensieve away. "Naturally this would've attracted your attention."

"I'm sorry." Rai mumbled sheepishly.

"Curiosity is not a sin." Master Fung said amiably. "I assume Kimiko has already told you what it is, Raimundo, and what it does?" I nodded and he chuckled again. "What is it you came here for?"

So I explained about the dream, well, dreams. Master Fung told me not to worry, though I could tell that he was doing so enough for both of us. When Master Fung had told us all he was willing to, we turned to leave, but something held me back. I turned back to Master Fung, unsure whether I really wanted to know the answer to my question.

"Master Fung… In the pensieve…you know the trial you found us in? The one with Mr Crouch's son? Well…were they talking about Aidan and Sishi's father?"

I felt Rai stiffen next to me as Master Fung looked down sadly. "Yes. They broke into their house and tortured him. Unfortunately, young Aidan and Sishi were there. They were three."

I bit my lip, tears welling in my eyes. That was horrible. Three years old and having to watch their father being tortured by such an evil witch as the woman had seemed to be.

"So he's dead?" Rai asked quietly. I could hear his voice was rather shaky, as if he too was holding back tears.

"No. He is insane. He is in St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries. I believe their mother takes them to visit him during the holidays. He does not recognise them."

I couldn't hold back the tears anymore. It was just awful! And how, after knowing them for three years, did I not know… Well, I suppose if they didn't want people to know…

"Please do not speak of Aidan and Sishi's father to anyone else. They have the right to let people know, when they are ready." We turned to leave and reached the door before he called after us, "Young Dragons." We turned back to face him, and in the light of the pensieve Master Fung looked older than ever. "Good luck with the third task."

"Poor Aidan and Sishi!" I whispered as we walked back to Gryffindor Tower.

"Yeah." Rai said quietly. "No wonder they reacted the way they did when Moody used the Cruciatus Curse in class."

I shook my head, wiping away more tears. It was just so unfair. Everyone gave me sympathy – even if it was only in between awe and questions about the whole defeating Wuya thing – but Sishi and Aidan deserve it so much more than I do. They actually had to watch their father be tortured and they most likely remembered it. It's just…horrible.

Yay, the next chapter will have the third task in it - can't wait!