===May 20 1995===
The Tri-wizard judges and the Minister of Magic stood there in shock. Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts; Supreme Mugwump; and Chief Warlock, told them to seize Alastor Moody before vanishing with a pair of teenagers. As they stood there Fudge noticed Moody was trying to slip away.
"Quick, restrain Moody before he gets away." Fudge commands.
Suddenly every student pulls their wand. Moody puts up his hands. "I surrender."
Snape grabs Moody, the students put their wands down. Snape pulls Moody back over to the table. "Care to explain what's going on here, Severus?" Fudge asks.
"My pleasure," Snape answers as he pulls out a vial to Moody. "Drink this."
"I ain't drinking nothing." Moody replies.
"Drink it." Fudge says. "That's an order."
Moody, having no choice. drinks the potion. The second he does he returns to his true form. "Barty Crouch Junior, no wonder Dumbledore told us to restrain you."
Suddenly, Dumbledore, Cedric, Harry and Hermione appear at the maze entrance. Cedric and Harry hold the Goblet while Hermione holds Harry's other hand. Dumbledore completes the circle. As soon as they're steady Harry and Cedric toss the Goblet in the air.
Hermione pulls out here wand. "Clostra!"* A purple light fires from her wand and hits the Goblet, breaking the Goblet into tiny pieces.
"That was an ancient artifact!" Fudge yells. "What gives you the right to do that?"
Suddenly Fudge is pinned to the maze wall and held still. Hermione walks towards him, her eyes glowing blue. "That artifact made the judges kidnap four people for the second task, one was the father of my children, another was a 9 year-old girl. Tell me, is it right that a child not even old enough to have her own wand is forced to be part of a competition?"
Fudge swallows nervously. "Of...of course not. "
"Apology accepted." Hermione says then carefully lets Fudge down from the wall.
Harry comes over and brushes Fudge's suit off. "We have a lot to talk about."
"Are you going to tell me what happened?" Fudge asks.
"Perhaps we should move somewhere more private first." Dumbledore says. The group nods and they head inside the castle leaving the judges and students wondering.
Once inside an empty classroom Hermione erects privacy wards. "Go ahead, no one can hear us."
"Someone enchanted the Goblet to act as a portkey." Cedric says.
"That would be Barty Crouch Junior over there." Harry says, pointing to the accused.
"I arrived at a graveyard where, who I was told was, Peter Pettigrew used my blood for some ritual to bring back you-know-who." Cedric explains.
"Are you claiming You-know-who is back?" Fudge asks.
"I am!" Cedric exclaims.
"Poppycock!" Fudge says. "We all know You-know-who is dead, and has been since that fateful Halloween."
"He mostly died that day, something lived on. I don't know what form it took at the time." Harry explains. "During our first year what was left of him was bonded to our Defense teacher like some sort of parasite."
"More stories!" Fudge exclaims. "Do you really need more fame, Potter?"
"I don't even want the fame I have!" Harry yells.
"Then why do you continue with these lies?" Fudge asks.
"I can't help it if you can't see past the nose on your face!" Harry says. "But I can make you look like a fool. The Daily Prophet will be printing the entire story."
"I won't allow it!" Fudge says. "They'll never print it!"
"If they want to keep their jobs they will." Harry says. "You see, we own the majority of the Prophet."
"And when I publicly denounce you?" Fudge says.
"Tell me, do you happen to have a mortgage through Gringotts?" Hermione asks.
"Of course, most wizards do."
"What would you do if you suddenly had to pay back the entire amount?" Hermione asks.
"What are you talking about?" Fudge asks nervously.
"The Gringotts mortgages are all backed with Potter gold, we own the majority there too." Hermione explains. "So we can call in any debt owed, at any time."
Fudge starts sweating. "Are you blackmailing me?"
"If that's what it takes to get you to listen to us, then yes!" Hermione says. "Voldemort has returned! The four of us saw him, why are you fighting this?"
"The people elected because I said he was gone, that it was safe." Fudge says, "if I tell them he's back… I'm done."
"Cornelius, it's all in how you tell them." Dumbledore says.
"If you stand with us, we'll stand with you." Harry says. "You have my word."
Later that evening the Great Hall was overflowing with students as students from all three schools wanted to celebrate the end of the tournament. Gone were the long tables separating each house. Instead moderately sized round tables clustered in the room. The entire idea was to encourage equality and interaction between all students.
Along one wall was food, set up buffet style. Another wall held desserts, yet another had drinks. Near the final wall is a table where the professors, judges and Minister sit. The castle's ghosts had been persuaded to patrol the halls, keeping an eye out for students looking for more "personal interactions". Though the majority of the students were dissuaded from that idea as they saw Hermione as the possible consequences of those actions.
Hermione sits at a large table set up close to the facility table, and in this case closest to the bathrooms. This table was reserved for the champions, and their retinue. She's currently sitting alone when Lavender sits down beside her with a plate of food. "Harry should be right behind me."
"No huge rush," Hermione says. "I was just listening to the Hogwarts rumor mill."
"Oh?"
"From the sounds of it I'm responsible for quashing the entire student body's sex life." Hermione says.
"Technically you and I." Harry says as he sits beside Hermione, levitating plates and cups into spots in front of them. "After all it takes two to tango."
"You only dissuaded anyone not good at potions." Lavender says. "Since Dumbledore forced Professor Snape to teach third-year and above the standard contraceptive potion."
"So that definitely leaves you and Ron out." Hermione teases.
"That's fine with me." Lavender says. "I was raised to wait until marriage anyway."
"I know better than not to." Ron says as he sits next to Lavender.
"Why's that?" Hermione asks.
"The Weasley blessing or curse depending on who you talk to." Ginny replies as she joins the table.
"Oh! This I have got to hear." Harry says.
"Nobody born a Weasley has ended up having less than 6 children in generations." Ginny says.
"That actually explains a lot." Hermione says.
"May I have your attention please." Dumbledore says and the hall gets quiet. "I'd like to thank Beauxbatons and Durmstrang for their cooperation, without it we would not have been able to have this tournament."
The entire student body applauds. Dumbledore waits until the clapping has finished. "Next I'd like to thank our champions, all 5 of them. As many of you have rightly figured out, both of the Potters' names came out of the Goblet on Halloween. Hence the reason Missus Potter was able to be a champion for the second task. Please, give them a hand."
Once again everyone applauds causing all the champions to blush. "After a great deal of debate we have decided the winner of the tournament. The rules of the task clearly stated the first champion to touch the Goblet was the winner. Cedric Diggory was the first to touch the Goblet, while under the guise of polyjuice potion as Harry Potter. So an argument could be made that either one of them were the first to touch the Goblet. So we decided to go with the second touch. Harry Potter and Cedric Diggory touched it together, so the victory is split between them both. Let's hear it for the victors!"
A much larger applause follows Dumbledore's speech. Once it dies down Dumbledore speaks again. "Just one more item of business, then we will let you enjoy the party. The Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge wishes to speak."
Fudge stands up. "I would like to thank Hogwarts for letting me watch the final task of such an unprecedented event. Unfortunately it has come to my attention that there was considerably more to the final task then we were led to believe. The truth is Voldemort has returned."
The crowd gasps at the mentioning of his name. "It's true!" Cedric exclaims as he stands up. "I was portkeyed to a graveyard where my blood was used to create a body for him. I would have been killed if the Headmaster, and the Potters hadn't come to rescue me."
"Why did you take the Potters?" Igor asks from beside Dumbledore.
"They share a unique magical bond that makes them considerably more powerful than their peers." Dumbledore explains. "As you all witnessed during the second task. I wasn't sure what had happened to Mister Diggory but they were willing to assist me. I'd be a fool to turn down available help."
The answer seems to satisfy everyone and Fudge starts to speak again. "I'm encouraging everyone to be on the lookout for Voldemort and his Death Eaters. Report any sightings to the aurors immediately. If we stand together, victory will be ours!"