Incontri TenTENNANTi (Wavering Meetings)

Chapter I: My Dark Lord

Chapter I: My Dark Lord

After filling the TARDIS with enough cakes to put a bakery to shame, all due to a certain angel's insistence, the Doctor says goodbye to his new friends and resumes travelling through time and space
His mind is already focused on the next adventure, which won't be easy at all.

The Doctor is somehow sure he's going to see those two again, but now there's a new destination on his list.
It's not the most hospitable place at all, nor the happiest but the timing for this mission is fundamental.

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Barty Crouch Junior is not the most kind-hearted wizard you could meet, quite the contrary, he's one of the darkest and cruelest wizards alive. So it's not a surprise that he's in jail, once again.
He still can't believe he ended up again in the dark prison of Azkaban.
Everything was going so bloody well, he had finally managed to serve his Dark Lord, he managed to bring Potter to him with a brilliant device. For Merlin's sake, he had been capable of teaching in Hogwarts in disguise for a whole year, without anyone, including Dumbledore, noticing it! He played his role flawlessly.
And now he's in a disgusting cell, and his sole companion is a weird slime dripping from the walls..
There's a condemnation, even more terrible than the previous one, that's hanging over his head.
His eagerness to try and kill Harry Potter, parting him from Dumbledore, was a wrong move that he's going to pay hard.

Those revolting creatures are coming closer and closer, Barty can already feel the cold within his bones.
But the Death Eater is prepared to face his dreadful destiny, fearless. His thoughts revolve around his Dark Lord. He gave him a body, it's not a baby-thing anymore. He has his own body now, and he is back to being the awesome Darkness he always was. His Dark Lord is always awesome, he was even in those useless Muggles' bodies.

Bartemius Crouch Junior regrets nothing, he's waiting for his executioner with a maniac grin plastered on his face. He's proud he helped his Dark Lord and Master until his very last breath.

The Dark Mark. His admission to the Death Eaters. The dark magic. His first torture. His first Killing Curse. When his beloved Dark Lord rescued him from his father's abuses. The pride when he chose none but him for the very important mission of the Triwizard Tournament. His own revenge against that father who ruined his life.
Those are all the happy memories that a Dementor is about to take away from him, together with his soul.

The awful monster has already floated into his cell when a light, even brighter than a Patronus, annoys it. There's also a grinding noise and a breeze that rises all around.

Both Barty and the Dementor observe the edges of something that slowly fades in and appears to be a blue box until it's a solid reality.

The door of the box opens and Barty goggles in amazement. The man who has stepped out is, physically at least, an exact copy of himself! Save for the outfit, the hairstyle and his expression, less maniac but equally determined, Barty Crouch Jr. seems to be looking at someone who most likely has polyjuiced themselves to look like him!

The Dementor slides towards the stranger, craving to feed even from him. It temporarily forgets about the Death Eater to attack the disturbing intruder; but it seems confused, as if there's something wrong.
He extends his rotten hand from between the black robes that utterly covers it.

The difference is that the newly arrived guy seems to be perfectly at ease despite the Dementor attempting to reach his face. This person is not affected at all by the monster's effect, indeed he seems to be not impressed at all. He doesn't even make such a huge effort to resist, as he's looking for something in his pocket.