Hey Everyone! This crazy idea popped into my head, *cowers* please don't hit me. Its a story about all the horrible stuff Harry goes through in Goblet of fire, but I threw in some differences, as you will notice. First of all, Barty Crouch Jr. is a good guy, Harry knows that Severus is a spy, Harry's relatives are abusive (though there is only one mention and will be no discription of that), Snape and Harry are on slightly friendlier terms, and thats is all i can think of for now. My brain is fried.

Please note that before getting to the delicious Snarry part *drools. mmm snarry, wipes off mouth* anyway, before you get to the snarry part, you will have to wade through mention of Barty crouch Jr./Harry. But there are no graphic scenes, only the slightest slightest hints of a more physical relationship. But I think it is kinda sweet. So yea. Don Like-Dont Read y'all. And No flames please. this is only going to be a few chapter story, until I find more time to work on my other Snarry "Confessions of A Different Sort" So yea, there ya go.

Harry had just made his way from the graveyard of Voldemort's parents, back to the grounds. He collapsed on the ground crying, clutching the body of his dead friend. Mad-Eye came to drag him off to a room in the castle.

They arrived in Mad-Eye's office, the trunk in the corner. The large hand let go of the strong hold on Harry's arm, as the boy spun around and buried his face into the older man's body.

"Barty, what am I going to do?" The older man clutched the weeping boy to his chest.

"We can get through this, Harry. But let me take the reversal for my Polyjuice, so that I can hold you in my arms." Harry nodded, thinking of how much better it would feel to look into the face of his lover. Barty Crouch Jr. grabbed the purple vial from a drawer in his desk and swallowed it in one gulp. His skin shifted and transformed into the wild-haired, thin, tall man that Harry had come to love. Barty Crouch Jr. walked over to Harry and held him tightly to his chest, long arms engulfing the crying boy. The older man held the boys head securely under his chin, lovingly running his fingers through the wild black hair.

"We can get through this Harry, just like we got through everything else. We got you through the dragon, and the Merpeople, we can get through this. I know he was your friend, but we'll get through this. Alright?"

"Everyone in the castle is going to hate me, just like they did when my name was pulled from the goblet."

"Not everyone hated you Harry." Barty whispered

"Don't try to sugar coat it Barty, even my best friends hated me. They wouldn't even look at me."

"Not everyone hated you Harry. I didn't. I watched you from the shadows, around every corner, falling more and more in love with you as I saw you for who you really were."

"I know, love." Harry whispered

"So, even if every other stupid bugger in this castle hates you, you still have me." Barty said as he lifted Harry's head up with his fingers.

"So, cheer up and dry those tears. I didn't defy the Dark Lord, learn to lie under the effect of Veritaserum, or spend all those nights training you, so that you could cry into my shoulder." Both men smiled and Harry pressed a gentle kiss onto the older man's lips. "Come on you, I brought you a special present."


"A nice cold pack of Butter Beer, just for the two of us. There's also a candle light dinner with your favorite pasta and some Treacle Tart, but I knew you'd like the Butter Beer the most." A gentle smile formed on Barty's face as Harry gently laughed. "Now sit down in the chair and I will bring you dinner."

"Barty, Love, Maybe we can skip dinner?"

"Jump right to the alcohol? That my Harry!" Barty said laughing as he ruffled the younger man's hair.

"Actually I was thinking of something a little more intimate." Harry said looking into his lovers face as Barty kneeled in front of his young lover.

"Harry, you just watched your friend get murdered in cold blood by my former master. I don't think now is the time for such activities."

"It's not like we haven't done it before." Harry pointed out

"I don't want to take advantage of you, Harry." Barty said placing a gentle hand on Harry's knee

"Please, Barty." Harry's voice began to crack. "I need to feel your arms around me, reminding me that there is still love in this horrid world." Barty Crouch Jr. sighed.

"I never could deny you anything." He said before placing his hands on the arms of the chair and capturing Harry's lips in a passionate kiss. After several moments, the older man bit Harry's bottom lip. The younger man moaned and opened his lips, granting the older man entrance as he plundered his mouth, tongues intertwining. They both looked towards the door as they heard footsteps pounding through the classroom.

The door to the office burst open with a blast as Albus Dumbledore, Minerva McGonagall, and Severus Snape made their way through the door and surrounded the entrance. Minerva rushed to Harry and pulled him up from the chair, crossing the room and shielding him with her body. Dumbledore approached Barty Crouch Jr. and shoved him down in the chair. Snape opened the man's mouth and poured Veritaserum in, waiting only a few moments before it would have taken affect.

"Who am I" Dumbledore demanded

"Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

"Who are you?"

"Barty Crouch Jr." Harry tried to break free of his Head of House's strong grip, but to no avail.

"Who do you work for?" Dumbledore demanded.

Harry struggled against the woman's strong grip again, then stilled as he remembered something that his lover had said only days before.

"Harry, there may become a time when I have to plead allegiance to the Dark Lord, to save you."

"NO! You will be given the Dementor's kiss for sure." Barty Crouch Jr. sighed, he knew Harry would act badly to his decision, but it had to be done.

"Harry, you are the best thing that has ever happened to me. Please, let me protect you to the very end. I have been training under the influence of Veritaserum."

"You mean that you can lie under it's influences?"


"But, we can go to Dumbledore, we can tell him how much you have helped The Order of the Phoenix, he can grant you a pardon, like he did for Snape!"

"Harry, it was a different world when that occurred. The Dark Lord was believed to be dead back then, there was hope in the Wizarding world. There is no hope anymore, besides, Snape agreed to be the Headmaster's pet in return. I am simply spying, without a master. No one would believe me. I have no proof."

"I can be the proof, you can use my memories."

"Harry, that would discredit you to a degree that would be irreparable. Everything you have worked for would be in vain. Please Harry; there will be a time when this is necessary. I will only use this when it is absolutely crucial. Please believe me when I say that I don't want to do this any more than you want me to do this. I don't want to be separated from you, but I will if it means that you will live. If the world knows that their Golden boy and a Death Eater are in a relationship, then they can throw you in Azkaban for aiding me. Please, trust me."

"I don't like this." Harry said resigned

"I don't either, love." Barty said holding Harry closer in his arms, kissing his neck.

"Fine" Harry sighed "How will I know?"

"I'll remind you." Barry said as he kissed Harry gently on the lips.

"Who do you work for?!" Dumbledore yelled, demanding an answer

"I work for…The Dark Lord"

"NO!" Harry screamed out "NO!" he yelled trying to get out of the older woman iron grasp again.

"Remember! I work for The Dark Lord." Barty crouch said trying to look as if the potion was working.

"No, please." Harry whispered, wide eyes focusing on the young man in the chair.

"It's alright, Potter, you're safe." McGonagall said believing that Harry was fearful, and he was, but not for himself.

"Minerva, Severus. We will escort Barty Crouch Jr. to my office, where I will contact the Minister. Rest assured this monster will receive the Kiss within the hour." McGonagall and Dumbledore flanked Barty Crouch Jr. and lifted him from the chair, pulling him towards the door, pausing as they looked at Harry, leaning on the desk. "Harry, come, the Minister will want to hear what has happened." Harry looked up at everyone with distant eyes, threatening to overflow with infinite tears.

"I need some time alone, professors. I just…I can't go." Harry said as a stray tear fell from his eyes. McGonagall whispered towards the Headmaster.

"Perhaps, Potter has been through enough for one night, Albus."

"Very well. Severus, you will stay with the boy and make sure that he remains safe."

"Of course, Headmaster." Severus said nodding

"Come Minerva, we have no time to lose." Dumbledore said as Harry cast one last look at his beloved. Severus closed the door behind them, locking it and warding it against intruders. Harry squeezed his eyes shut, silent tears leaking through, as he sank to his knees on the cold stone floor.

Severus walked closer, noticing the fists clenched so tight at the boy's sides that his knuckles were white; he noticed how his messy black hair hung down over his eyes, head falling foreword in ultimate sorrow. "Potter." Severus said quietly as he rested a hand on the young man's shoulder. "Harry, I am aware that I am not usually the one for optimism, but you can get through this. Everything will be fine"

Harry choked out a sob, as he hands unfurled, fingers clawing at the floor. Trying, grasping to find a warmth and comfort that would never be found in that cold, rough, stone floor. "Why?" Harry thought aloud as he stood up and walked towards the door. "Why is everything, everyone I love, always taken away?"

Snape walked towards the boy. 'What is he doing, there is a Death Eater in the school, and he is trying to escape the only safe room in the castle? What is he mumbling about?' "Potter. You will stay here."

"I'm simply returning to my dormitory for the night, Snape." Harry said before turning around to look at the man plastering an obviously fake smile on his tear stained face. Though whether he was trying to convince Snape or himself, the professor wasn't sure. "Like you said, everything will be just fine." And with that Harry walked out of the room from a shocked Snape, and slammed the door.