At the end of Goblet of Fire, it dismays me how Dumbledore has no care at all about Harry Potter's basic health. When Harry returns to the winner's platform with the Triwizard Cup and with Cedric's corpse, and Harry blurts out, "He's back. He's back. Voldemort," what has happened to Harry before this? The acromantula in the maze has both bitten and crushed his leg, and Voldemort has Crucio'd Harry twice. So Harry has difficulty walking, and he is in much pain.

What happens to Harry after this moment?

Dumbledore speaks a bit with Harry (after Dumbledore "seized him roughly"), then Dumbles wanders off to speak with Amos Diggory (to say what exactly?) instead of escorting Harry to the hospital wing or to Saint Mungo's. Fake-Moody leads Harry away, to question Harry and then to kill him. But before the disguised Barty Crouch, Junior can kill Harry, Harry is rescued by Dumbledore, Snape and McGonagall.

So now is Harry sent to get medical attention?

No, Barty, Junior is questioned by Dumbledore as Harry listens, then Harry is questioned by Dumbledore in his office in Sirius's presence; only then is Harry sent to get treatment—from Madam Pomfrey, not from Saint Mungo's. (Actually, Barty, Junior gets medical attention ten minutes before Harry is allowed to get such.)

My point is, I don't like how Harry is treated in Goblet of Fire Chapters 35-36, so I have changed things.

Chapter 2
"Albus Knew Everything, and Said Nothing"

One second later
Still in front of the judges' platform

Ghost-Cedric said to Harry, "Cast Rescindere Polyjuiceum on Mad-Eye Moody over there! Now, hurry, do it now, hurry!"

Harry would rather lie on the grass with his eyes shut and let himself swoon, but he obeyed Cedric.

Mad-Eye Moody—his natural eye widening from surprise—started to draw his wand, but he was not fast enough. Apparently Mad-Eye had been inconstant in his vigilance, so Harry's spell hit Mad-Eye.

Dumbledore, as he was descending the stairs from the judges' platform, rebuked, "Harry my boy, I have complete confi—"

If Alastor Moody were not a Polyjuiced person, the Rescindere Polyjuiceum spell would have made him flash white for a second, and this would have been all. Instead, Alastor Moody's mad eye fell off his face then, as the disfigured man fell on his bum. The reason that Moody now was off-balance was that Moody's half-leg was growing out a lower leg, which made that leg plus the wooden leg be longer than it should be. Moody's almost-gone nose likewise was growing back.

Madam Bones, only slightly winded, unhesitatingly Stunned Moody. Then she walked over to the fallen man.

Madam Bones blurted, "Merlin on a mushroom, that's Bartemius Crou—"

Cedric said, "Barty Crouch, Junior, yes. Who is supposedly dead. I was killed by Peter Pettigrew—also supposedly dead. Pettigrew killed me with the wand of Lord Voldemort, on the order of Voldemort, who also is supposedly dead. Note a trend here? Oh, and one other thing, Madam Bones—"

Harry expected Madam Bones to turn into a gibbering idiot when Cedric mentioned Voldemort. Instead, the grey-haired living woman said to the ghost of Cedric, "You drop those three things on me, and you've more to tell me?"

Cedric said, "We all saw Lucius Malfoy there in the graveyard, dressed up as a Death Eater. So when you take Barty to gaol, figure Lucius will bribe Fudge to release him."

"Right, so assigning John Dawlish, who is Fudge's nephew, to escort the prisoner to a holding cell would be foolish."

Madam Bones, for some reason that Harry could not guess, was eyeing the headmaster as she paused in thought. Then she assigned two Auror men in their forties, "Grenwick" and someone else whose name Harry did not catch, to take this Barty Crouch, Junior to gaol.

The headmaster suggested that Crouch be escorted by three Aurors, the third being someone named "Shacklebolt." No go; Madam Bones waved the suggestion away without replying.

Before Grenwick and the other Auror collected Barty Crouch, Junior, Harry wanted to walk over and to kick the man who had put Harry's name in the Goblet. But as much as Harry was shaking right now from Cruciatus Curses, he suspected he would fall over, or at least stumble, if he tried to stand.

Not to mention, what the acromantula in the maze had done to Harry's leg, crushing it and biting it, did not make standing easy either.

Apparently somebody noticed Harry's injuries. Ghost-James said, "Amy, I know you want to press Harry and Ghost-Cedric to tell you what happened, but I see Harry trembling. Harry, did Voldemort or someone else hit you with the Cruciatus Curse?"

Shamed Harry would not look at anyone whilst he said quietly, "He hit me with an Imperius, and Crucio'd me twice. I shook off the Imperius, but the Cruciatus Curses—they hurt, and I was weak, I couldn't ignore them. I'm sorry I couldn't dodge Voldemort's Unforgivables, please don't hate me."

"Not a problem," Dumbledore said cheerfully. "I shall take Harry to the hospital wing and Poppy will fix him up."

The bearded man chuckled as he looked at the ghosts of Harry's parents. "Harry has been to the hospital wing so often since he started school here, he has a reserved bed there, with a brass plaque on the wall and everything."

Now Dumbledore looked at Harry with his usual grandfatherly smile. "Come, Harry."

Cedric said, "When are you planning to tell anyone that the brass plaque has listening charms on it, so anytime Harry is visited by his best friend Granger, you hear every word they say?"

Harry glared at the old man. "You've been listening in on my conversations with Hermione?"

Dumbledore replied smoothly, "Harry my boy, I need to know about everything that goes on in my school."

Ghost-Lily said, "That does it! Amy, you are our third choice for guardian, but Sirius Black and Alice Longbottom are unavailable. Please take Harry to Saint Mungo's for his medical treatment. I'm pretty sure James and I can follow you there."

Harry gestured to the right of Madam Bones. "If you're going to take me to Saint Mungo's, take Hermione too." Harry's bushy-haired best friend by then was standing three feet behind Madam Bones, listening to what everyone else was saying. When Hermione heard Harry's words, she smiled widely.

"Out of the question!" Dumbledore thundered. "Poppy is skilled, and now experienced, at treating Harry."

Cedric said, "And the fact that Mediwitch Pomfrey was tricked into promising to report nothing to the DMLE or to Saint Mungo's, except by your order—this isn't a consideration for you at all, right, headmaster?"

"Mr Diggory, I am disappointed in—"

James said, "My son is hurting and Albus is bloviating. We're wasting time, Amy; let's go!"

Madam Bones said, "Hold on a minute. Before I can leave here and go with you to Saint Mungo's, I must surrender Mr Diggory's corpse to the Diggory family. In the circumstances, I won't require a magical autopsy."

A minute later, with that task complete, Madam Bones said, "Let's go."

Dumbledore stated, "If you're going to take Harry to Saint Mungo's, I'm going with you."

Lily yelled, "No bloody way in hell!"

Dumbledore said smugly, "Mrs Potter—Lily—I am entitled to go with Harry to Saint Mungo's because I am his magical guardian."

Harry nodded and Madam Bones nodded, but James and Lily yelled "WHAT?"

One minute later, Lily was yelling, "Petunia and her fat bigot husband were given Harry to raise? Why, Albus? Were Lucius Malfoy and Bellatrix Lestrange unavailable?"

Five minutes later, in Saint Mungo's

Harry was being examined by a Saint Mungo's healer whilst Madam Bones, Hermione and three ghosts watched. Sulking Dumbledore had been left back at Hogwarts, or else Madam Bones would have arrested him.

Albus had noted Amelia's scowls after Lily and James had told her that Harry should have gone to Sirius Black—Harry's oath-sworn godfather—as Harry's guardian, with Alice Longbottom as second choice for guardian and Amelia herself being third choice. Furthermore, so Lily declared, the Potters' wills said nothing that could be interpreted as "Albus Dumbledore is Harry Potter's magical guardian and Petunia and Vernon Dursley are Harry's Muggle guardians." For a minute there, after James and Lily had spoken out about what their sealed wills actually said, Albus had thought Amelia was going to arrest him in front of all the Third Task spectators.

After Harry and his caretakers, both breathing and ghostly, left for Saint Mungo's, and after Albus returned to the headmaster's office, Albus's mood did not improve when Fudge demanded entry to the headmaster's office.

First, Fudge demanded that the Potter boy be brought there so that Fudge could interrogate him about what had happened with Potter and Diggory. Already rumours were flying, Fudge claimed.

Albus told Fudge that Harry was not in the castle or on the grounds.

Next, Fudge demanded to know when the Potter boy would return to the castle, so that Fudge could present him with his winnings (with a photographer present).

Albus looked at Fudge like the Minister was a moron, and told Fudge that nobody could predict when Harry Potter would return to Hogwarts.

Then Fudge wanted to interrogate the vicious criminal who had impersonated that brave old Auror, Alastor Moody. Albus had to tell Fudge that Barty Crouch, Junior was not at Hogwarts either.

Back at Saint Mungo's

Whilst Harry was being examined by a healer (who soon brought in a second healer), the three ghosts were explaining to Madam Bones why they knew so much—

James said, "When you first become a ghost, you get a barrel of knowledge dumped on you—you now know everything that relates to your life that you did not know during your life."

Lily nodded. "Now we know that Pettigrew was the spy in the Order of the Phoenix, that Pettigrew was betraying Order members to Voldemort and was sowing dissension within the group. We know that it was Pettigrew, not Sirius, who betrayed James, Harry and me to Voldemort."

James then said, "We also know, now, that Dumbledore knew that Peter was a rat-animagus, Peter was a Death Eater, and Peter was a traitor; and we know now that when Voldemort came, Dumbledore had no intention of rescuing us that night, despite his pretty promise."

Lily said, "I'm convinced that Dumbledore wanted Harry to die; and if this meant his parents died too—oi, 'it's for the Greater Good.' "

Cedric said, "I too got the 'barrel of knowledge' dumped on me when I first became a ghost. Because a plot against Harry Potter, a plot going back to last August, wound up killing me, I know a lot about this past year of Harry's life. Much of what I know, Dumbledore also knew at the time—but Dumbledore did nothing to save Harry from what was coming. Did you know that in 1980, Dumbledore heard a prophecy about Harry and Voldemort?"

Hermione said, "Was it a real prophecy? Or just some trick with tea leaves?"

"Definitely real," Lily said. "it went like this: The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches—"

James took over: "—born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies—"

Cedric said, "Voldemort knows those first two parts of the prophecy, but he doesn't know the rest of it: '...and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal—' "

James interrupted, saying to Madam Bones and to Hermione, "Later, we'll tell you two and Harry the rest of the Prophecy, when"—he looked meaningfully at the two healers in the room—"we don't have an audience."

Harry, who was lying on the examination table, said, "Dumbledore has told me none of the Prophecy. Even after I begged to know at the end of first year why Voldemort was trying to kill me. Instead, Dumbledore spoke pretty words about me enjoying my childhood. Yeah, right, whilst living with the Dursleys? Ha!"

Lily snarled, "Your father and I are upset that Albus put you with Petunia and Vernon, my magic-hating sister and her magic-hating husband."

Harry shrugged. "Go figure, of everyone in the world, they are whom Dumbledore put me with. And he insists that I live with them every summer."

Hermione said, "The headmaster sometimes allows Harry to make brief visits to the Weasleys. But Molly Weasley is devoted to the headmaster, so the headmaster still rules Harry's life."

James snarled, "Too bad we're regular ghosts, not poltergeists. Else Albus would never get a minute's sleep ever again."

A minute later

Harry, who still lay on the examination table, looked over and said, "Hermione? Ghosts of my parents? Could you lot please tell Madam Bones about Sirius, how he's innocent? I really would like for him to be free and for him to be in charge of my life, not Petunia, Vernon and the bearded bloviator."