"Sometimes I feel like the stars are brighter when you're around."
At this, the dark haired girl giggled, her grey eyes flashing in the moonlight.
"Very cheesy," She smirked, "Although, I was thinking the same thing about you."
"Maybe its because w...
Lyra was shaken awake only two hours from when she had crashed after her lesson with Professor Dumbledore.
She had been improving on controlling the visions, but it was exhausting work. She was awoken by insistent tapping on her shoulder, she groaned and turned over to find herself face to face with her curtain.
"What the bloody hell..." She muttered. Only seconds later Harry appeared in front of her bed. She jumped, scaring - off her bed.
"Merlins beard, Harry!" she hissed, "You nearly gave me a heart attack." Lyra ran her hands through her curly black hair in attempt to make herself slightly more presentable.
"What brings you to my bed, to disturb me at these hours?"
"Hagrid told me to meet him at his cabin at midnight and to bring the cloak, come with me?"
Lyra groaned an agreement and hopped out of bed searching for her trainers.
"Won't you be, cold?" Harry asked, looking over Lyra's tiny shorts and tee shirt night outfit.
"I'll be fine, let's go."
The two set off along the corridors, giggling everytime they evaded a ghost or Mr. Filtch. Eventually they made it to Hagrids cabin.
They rapped on the door to be greeted by Hagrids gruff voice, "Yer there, Harry?"
"Yeah," Harry replied.
The door swung open and Harry and Lyra entered his cabin, swinging off the cloak.
"Oh, hello Lyra!" Hagrid exclaimed, "I wasn't expecting yer."
"Lyra knows how to sneak around at night and not get caught." Harry laughed, Lyra elbowing him in the ribs.
Deep down Harry knew that wasn't why he had brought her.
"Very well then, let's get on shall we," Hagrid said, leading the way out of his home, "Cloak on you too!"
They followed Hagrid to the Beauxbatons carriage, both Lyra and Harry began mumbling words of confusion, only to be hushed by Hagrid.
"Ohhh..." Lyra sighed, realizing what was happening. Seeing Hagrids all dressed up as he lead Madame Maxine into the forest painted a clear picture.
"What?" Harry whispered.
"They're on a date."
"What are we doing here then?!" Harry exclaimed a little too loud, earning himself a slap on the arm.
The two teenagers followed Hagrid and Madame Maxine through the forest until they arrived at a shocking sight.
Four dragons, each in its own huge cage stood before them. Men darted around the cages as the dragons breathed fire into the air.
