In the Crouch Estate, somewhere in the suburbs of London, hidden from muggle eyes, an intruder made his way through the house. Barty Crouch Sr. was on Ministry business in France, Lucius Malfoy knew well, so he was not worried about him.
"Just as I suspected," said Lucius, as he entered the room from the hallway to find someone he thought he'd never see again.
Barty Crouch Jr. looked back at him, with wide, and somewhat crazy, eyes. "Luci!"
"Barty!"
"How'd you find me?"
"It's a long story, but let's say your father did not do an excellent job at erasing his trace. It only took me a little bit of looking into Ministry records and Azkaban logs."
"Why now?"
"After Black's trial, I thought to myself Peter cannot be the only Death Eater in hiding, waiting for the right moment."
Barty smirked at him, sinisterly. "So, you're back on our side?"
"Never left…" the two old friends embraced one another.
"Why are you here?" Barty asked.
Lucius pulled a map out of his pocket, and threw it to Barty, who caught it.
"What is this?"
"This is where you'll find the Dark Lord-"
"Where'd you get this?"
"Quirrel- another follower of the Dark Lord." Lucius said, before adding: "I would've gone myself, but I cannot risk being caught by the Ministry. I am of more value to the Dark Lord on the inside."
"Sure you are…" Barty snorted, Lucius ignored him.
"You'll take Wormtail with you; I let him out of the Ministry's custody." Lucius said. "Unlike your father, I left no trace."
"My father is an incompetent bastard." Barty said, with pure hatred. Lucius simply smirked. Barty then turned to Lucius," and then what?"
"What?"
"What's the plan once we find the Dark Lord?"
"We'll cross that bridge when we get there."