[a/n]Compliments of Slytherin66 "I hope one day you do a story where Moody does seek revenge on the Death Eater's for the time spent in his own trunk among other things or where he is able to Ambush Crouch and the rest. Things would be very different if Moody did live up to his motto."

Harry Does Different CDLIX

Moody Strikes Back

"How are you feeling, Professor Moody?" asked Harry, diffidently enough.

The old Auror grunted and shifted in the bed "Not your teacher, boy. Never had been."

"Right." The young wizard shrugged and countered irreverently "So, How ya feeling, Al?"

They were interrupted by the Mediwitch "When I prescribe bedrest I mean REST."

"I'll sleep when I'm dead, Poppy." The patient argued, then smirked at the boy "Better, Potter. I guess getting me out of that trunk entitles you to some liberties."

Harry sighed "I just wish it made more of a difference."

"You said much the same to Lupin, I hear." Was the gruff reply, and "Still, I owe you one."

Harry almost waved it off, ALMOST, then said "Now you mention it there IS something. Though it would be as much for you as me. Guess what Fudge plans to do about the list of Death Eaters I gave him."

"An ostrich comes to mind. What do you think I'd do with it?" queried Moody, raising his one good eyebrow.

To that, the teen smirked "As I see it, at the very least we have enemies in common. The same guy that set me up to bring Voldemort back kept you in your trunk for a year."

"He got Kissed. On orders of that Minister you have such a low opinion of." Moody observed.

Harry laughed cynically "Crouch isn't dead because of what he did to you, or me. He was a loose end; and worse, an embarrassment to our Minister. Nothing else will happen to the others I named. Malfoy sat in the Minister's box at the World Cup."

"None of that Gryffindor fair play?" asked the veteran.

That, Harry answered with parchment from his robes and "They've tried to kill me every year since I started."

Abcij

"Read all about it! Ratfang Conspiracy takes deadly turn!" a girl Harry had never noticed before looked in his compartment on the Express heading home a couple days later "Get your Quibbler. Just six Sickles. Read all about it."

Harry gave her an inspection, then reached into his pocket "Anything'd be better than a Rita hatchet job. Wow! Hermione Ron! Look at this. Devon Goyle, a member of the lesser nobility was found in the early morning hours in Knockturn Alley. Magic was involved, but the exact cause of death has not been disclosed."

"Maybe we won't see Malfoy this trip." Ron speculated, then jumped and glared at Hermione "Oy! Woman! No cause for violence!"

The girl ignored that in favor of "You are Harry Potter. Curious. You were not known to be part of the conspiracy and yet do not seem surprised by this story."

"Hmm …Quibbler… Luna Lovegood, Hogwarts sales. That would be you?" reading the pin opposite her Ravenclaw crest, Harry avoided the observation. Reaching into his pocket and handed over several Galleons "Here you go Luna, sign me up for a subscription, would you?"