"Come on Junior!" The same nameless guard Barty Crouch Jr has seen since he was escorted from Hogwarts, shouted. "Seems you're wanted for more questioning."

Barty Crouch only smiled his sinister smile, his twitch worse than ever now.

"I hope you're smiling when I torture you." The guard growled in frustration.

"You can torture me all you like, but we both know you lot have too many questions." He responded with a maniacal laugh. "And when my Lord returns it will be you lot that gets tortured, only you will be of no use to my lord so he may just dispose of you."

The guard pointed his wand at the still shackled Crouch and a spark of red flashed toward his body. Crouch screeched in pain and the guard undid the shackles.

"Walk." The guard ordered.

Crouch, under the Cruciatus Curse had no choice but to move forward.

Crouch was shown into the same room that he was always escorted into and just like every day since he had been there Cornelius Fudge asked him question after question about Dumbledore, The Dark Lord, any plans or known death eaters still lurking about freely.

He never submitted answers and took the punishments with gusto.

But after so long, one grows immune to pain and weakness.

Crouch had learned to preserve his energy by just accepting the punishment instead of trying to fight it.

This was a feat, especially since today will be the day that his order is fulfilled.

"Take him away!" Fudge shouted angrily. "We will resume tomorrow."

The same guard who had brought him stopped his curse and lifted the crumpled Crouch off of the ground.

The guard knew that the prisoner had been worked pretty hard and he would need assistance getting back to the cell.

Of course Barty Crouch Jr. was on the same high security level as the rest of the most notorious Death Eaters.

The guard continued on his way, half holding up Crouch. The skinny crouch was actually quite heavy for the man and he found he needed both hands to support the dead weight of Crouch. He stopped walking, he leaned crouch up against a wall, tucked his wand into his robe and then went to grab Crouch once more.

But Barty Crouch Jr was quick and broke the guards wand arm, as the man cried out in pain and attempted to cradle his injured arm, Crouch grabbed into the mans robe and pulled out the Guards wand. In a flash the man was surrounded by a blaze of green as the killing curse was cast.

Crouch watched as the guard fell dead and then took off down the corridor in a sprint.

He looked in every cell and finally found the one he needed.

"Barty Crouch Jr." She smiled wickedly from her chained stance, "it has been quite a long time old friend."

"We must move fast Bellatrix." Crouch rushed out, his nerves starting to build from anxiety, his twitch more pronounced.

He pointed the wand at the door and it blew away, once inside he I did her shackles.

He could hear the alarms sounding and he knew he must move fast.

"Take these." He held out a small vial that contain a pinch of hairs. "They belonged to Madeye, take him, kill him if you must but be clean about it because you must also make a polyjuice potion and then add them in, become close to the potter boy and get him on his own."

The sound of guards approaching made him hurry his words.

"You mustn't kill Potter, Our Master will be angered by it, but you have to steal some of his blood, it will bring master back." He said, "after you've gotten the blood find Pettigrew, he has master and will know exactly what to do."

Bellatrix agreed wholeheartedly.

Barty Crouch Jr stepped away from her cell and then stepped close to the wall at the end of long corridor, he closed his eyes and performed a spell so powerful it blew up the entire back wall as well as himself.

Bellatrix stepped up to the now exposed edge of the building and laughed a cackle of a laugh, dementors flew about, but they knew only a magic so dark could cause such action.

They swept down and aided Bellatrix as well as nine other high profile Death Eaters away, it seemed that these dark creatures had just switched sides.