Captivated | By : ArtisticRae Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Voldemort Views: 31383 -:- Recommendations : 6 -:- Currently Reading : 6 |
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Barty watched through the hedge maze as Potter and that Diggory boy vanished with the Triwizard Cup. Of all stupid noble nonsense things. Barty took a deep breath to quell his frustration. It mattered not. The Diggory boy would be no obstacle for his master. Harry Potter had been successfully captured from right under Dumbledore’s nose. The Dark Lord would be restored and the fight for magic could continue. All was well.
Barty forced himself to continue to patrol calmly around the maze. He would wait as long as he could before alerting the judges to the disappearance of the two boys. Long enough to prevent any successful rescue attempts. It would be a delicate balance. Moody was known for his all seeing eye. If anyone else were to realized that the contestants were missing before Barty declared it than suspicion would fall on him for not having mentioned it. Perhaps he could make the excuse of needing to relieve himself. The task had already been going on for nigh on two hours and Moody was not a young man. It would not be overly suspicious if he required a bathroom break and with the number of patrollers around the maze his absence wouldn’t seem like a dereliction of duty.
If he had a plausible excuse for not being present when the boys went missing than it would divert the blame. Though he would need to time it carefully. He could only reasonably leave one time and once he left he his absence would be noted when it exceeded the normal amount of time for such things. There would be no returning. If he returned he would need to declare with alarm that the two boys were missing from the maze and as his objective was to buy the Dark Lord as much time as possible doing that would be highly counterproductive. No, with any luck his absence would distract the judges from noticing that the champions had been port keyed away.
Yes, a few more circuits around the maze and he would make his way back to the castle. It would be the perfect opportunity for him to clean up his loose ends. The real Moody could not be left living when he made his escape. He owed more to Bella than to allow that.
As expected his announcement to Minerva that he needed to ‘hop to the loo as he was prairie dogging’ earned him nothing but a disapproving eyebrow raise at his uncouth terminology. Dumbledore might have been a bit more suspicious, but that is why he wasn’t telling Dumbledore. No, the old man wouldn’t know he had left the maze until Minerva became worried about his continued absence, which with any luck would take quite some time. He would be well gone from Hogwarts by then.
Once he was out of sight of the maze he hastened his pace, which was no small feat given the peg leg, but however important escape was revenge was important too. Moody deserved to suffer for what he had done during the last war.
As he entered his office he couldn’t bite back his feral grin. It had been so hard these past months to have Moody so close and to not revenge himself. Moody had been the one to arrest him after his cover was blown. Moody had instigated the culling. Moody had hurt Rabastan. Moody would pay for his crimes with pain and humiliation. As Barty entered the room he felt the polyjuice potion wearing off. He had time his retreat perfectly. He quickly removed the fake eye and leg before they could hinder his transformation back. There was something extra satisfying about being able to execute his revenge face to real face. Moody would know who killed him.
Barty levitated the old man out from the deepest of the seven trunk chambers. Moody was emaciated with months of malnourishment and weak from hunger and poor sleep. He looked especially pathetic without his eye and leg. Barty made a mental note to reattach those after Moody was dead.
“Well, well, and how are we feeling today Mad-Eye?”
Moody’s one good eye met Barty’s defiantly and he spat.
“I see your time in the trunk hasn’t done much for your manners. So uncivilized.”
Barty hit Moody, who was still being levitated, with a petrificus totalus for good measure.
“Sadly, today will be the last of our little interludes. You see, my Lord is back now, and he needs me more than you. But even I’m not so cruel as to just leave a man in a trunk to slowly starve to death. Why they might have never found your body at all. No, I have too much respect for tradition for that. You may be my enemy but you still deserve a proper burial. I will make sure your body is found.”
If Barty was expecting Moody’s eyes to glint with fear he was disappointed. Moody was made of sterner stuff than that and listened to Barty’s threats with stoic apathy towards his own impending doom.
Barty levitated Moody’s body through the office, into the professor’s personal chambers, and then into the bathroom.
“I’ve led them to believe that I was in desperate need of relief. This will be the first place they look for you. I wish very much that I had the time to make you suffer as you deserve. To pay you in kind for the irrecoverable harm that you and your underlings have done to the so called ‘dark families’. But, I will have to content myself with brief though excruciating pain, and eternal humiliation.”
Here Barty pulled down Moody’s pants and undergarments and positioned him above the toilet.
“When it finally becomes known that the Boy-Who-Lived was kidnapped from right under yours and Dumbledore’s noses and everyone inevitably asks where you were when it happened the answer will be that you were shitting yourself to death. CESSARENT CAELI CORDIS!!!” Barty cast.
Moody’s eyes flashed in pain as his body began going into cardiac arrest. A heart attack was not a pleasant way to die. Barty watched in grim satisfaction as the light faded from his former foes eyes. He would save this memory for Bella. Vengeance was sweet.
Barty quickly reattached the eye and peg leg before nature could take it’s course and force Moody to mess himself. Barty left the room satisfied that Moody would never be able to harm his loved ones again.
He took careful inventory of anything that he be attributed to him. All of his polyjuice potion supplies were packed and ready to go. As an afterthought he grabbed Potter’s map. Such an artifact could be useful to his Lord. With one last look at the chambers that he had lived in for the past ten months Barty disappeared under one of Moody’s invisibility cloaks and vanished from Hogwarts undetected.
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