Chapter 87 - Harry and a Dragon

Entering the large circular tent, Harry found himself the last one to arrive once more. Well out of all the champions, but probably was the most composed out of them all. Dressed in loosely fitted red and gold he glanced around the room.

Fleur was looking calm but her fingers rapidly tapped her arm and gave her away. She was dressed in a light blue outfit and her silvery hair tied back. Unlike last time she didn't wear a skirt but pants instead. Her blue eyes were shifting nervously until she spotted him and calmed down.

Viktor stood there almost like a bit tense with his nervously tapping foot. Harry, assumed since he was a professional seeker, he was used to hiding his nervousness. However, playing Quidditch and facing a nesting dragon are two separate things.

Finally, he spotted Cedric and out of everyone he was the most terrifying one. His eyes shifted as he was extremely pale as his legs shook. Luckily there seems to be a chair behind him as his legs seemed ready to buckle under him.

Moments later, Dumbledore stepped into the tent with a man holding a brown bag. The bag looked mostly unassuming but he could see something wagging the bag inside the bag. While he knew it was the model dragons as did Fleur. Viktor and Cedric looked at the bag like it was a bag of horrors.

"Good afternoon, Champions." Dumbledore greeted cheerfully. "Let's the first round of the Cell Games...I mean the first task of the Triwizard."

While Harry and Fleur were the only ones who knew what the Cell Games were as the others looked confused. They knew Dumbledore was trying to break the tension and it seemed to work for the moment.

"As you all without a doubt are aware, your first task involves dragons." Cedric seemed to pale a bit more as if this was the first he was hearing of it.

'Didn't I ask Jess to tell him?' Harry thought before he remembered a small detail that may be the cause. 'Oh, yeah. Maybe asking for a favor during 'sexy' time was bad timing.'

Continuing on as he didn't see Cedric reaction, Dumble began explaining the task. "For this task you will be facing a nesting dragon. Your goal is to grab the golden egg inside their nests by any means. Be warned though that a nesting dragon is highly unpredictable."

Stepping forward the man who held the bag handed it off to Dumbledore before leaving. Why the man even appeared was beyond Harry and even the Headmaster. However they soon discovered why as he sent one more glance back toward Fleur. Once he swung his hips a few times Harry was ready to step on him with his paw.

'No one can screw my lovers but me.' Harry's voice sounded more like a growl as he wondered if he should track the man down later.

"Shall we get to drawing? Ladies first." Dumbledore opened the bag.

Stepping forward Fleur reached her hand into the bag and pulled out the Common Welsh Green once more. A smile formed on her lips as she prepared for her revenge as it burnt her skirt last time around.

Following her were Viktor and Cedric who drew the same dragons as last time. Finally Harry stepped forward and pulled out a very familiar dragon, the Hungarian Horntail. The small model of the dragon with its red golden tinted scales and its spiky head and tail.

Letting out a small breath, a small stream of fire appeared but didn't contain any heat or burn his skin. Now knowing he will face it once more, Harry wonders how he should go about it. Summoning a broom again could work, but he wanted to try something else. The thought of using his familiars crossed his mind but he rather not put them in harm's way.

'I could transform, but I rather it be on a more 'special' occasion. I guess I could use that.' Harry thought as he stepped back in line.

"Please enter the arena once your name is called. I wish you all the best of luck." Dumbledore smiled as he walked out of the tent.

After ten quiet minutes, Cedric's name was called and the three watched him robotically walk out of the tent. While the crowd chanted his name, the three were somewhat curious on what he was going to do. After some screams of the crowd like they were watching fireworks, the signal for the end appeared.

"So how do you think he did?" Fleur asked.

"He's alive so not too bad." Harry guessed.

Snorting at them, Viktor chose to remain silent. He was focused on thinking of his game plan or calming his nerves.

"Well, I guess I am next." Fleur stood up as her name was called.

Like last time around she chose to put the dragon asleep but instead of going straight for the egg. She began adding a wide variety of markings to the dragon scales, some of which the older students had to shield the younger's eyes from. Finally after what she deemed enough, she grabbed the egg and got out without a single scratch on her.

When Viktor turns began it went very similar to last time with half his eggs getting smashed. Which seemed to make the dragon handlers more upset than anyone else. Well, until they were told after the task was completed they were fake eggs.

Finally Harry's turn appeared and he strolled out into the arena. There he met a very familiar dragon that instantly shot flames at him. Ducking behind a few rocks, He pulled out his grey scale wand.

"Accio: Teddy." He whispered.

From the castle a silver mechanical dragon came flying out. Crashing in the dirt next to him, Harry remembers he forgot to make a core for it over summer. However, he didn't have the time or the resources currently to make a new one.

Thinking quickly as he lifted the metal statue he ran behind some new rocks. Placing his wand at the core, he channeled his magic into it, hoping it jump-started it for a little while. Feeling a large drain on his magic, Harry was panting slightly as he just used more magic than many witches and wizards were capable of using.

Coming to life as its eyes glowed, Harry didn't stop there and chanted a spell quickly. Using the Engorgement Charm, Teddy rapidly expanded to a similar size to the Horntail. Standing below it Harry admired his craftsmanship for a few moments before directing his dragon.

With a violent crash, the flesh and metal clashed as the two dragons began fighting it out. As Teddy tore a deep gash into the Horntail side, Harry ran beside the two titans and grabbed his egg. Running out of the arena, he watched as Teddy soon lost power as scratches and dents filled his body.

Harry summoned the rapidly shrinking dragon back to him as the challenge was complete. As he entered the hospital tent he heard the crowd burst into cheers. The only ones who weren't cheering were the ones that wanted him to fail and Madam Pomfrey.

"Dragons, why dragons." She grumbled checking him over.

"Wrong type of 'dragon' if you ask me." Fleur whispers cheekily.

"I will show you my 'dragon' if you will show me your 'cave'." Harry replied with a wink.

"Mr Potter, I will pretend I didn't hear that." Madam Pomfrey interrupted.

In the end the scores put Harry leading and followed by Fleur who lost points due to her stunt. Just a couple points behind her was Viktor and Cedric who tied for points.