Part - Vampire at Hogwarts

Four Dragons

Riana's POV

It's time for the first task. Which is dragons. I saw them when I went into the forest one night when I went to meet my uncle. There were four of them, one for each champion. All were mother dragons with eggs to protect. Which makes them very dangerous. Hermione helped Harry master the summoning charm as he was going to use his broom. Which is quiet smart. He'd be able to easily dodge the dragon's attacks.

I haven't spoken to Draco since the Hogsmeade visit. Though Adrian and Maria have tried to get me to talk to him. While Viktor focused on preparing for the first task. I notice Fleur and Cedric also preparing. Which was strange as none the champions were suppose to know what the first task is. But they all seem too.

Anyway I invited Hermione to seat with Adrian, Maria and I. As Ron is still being a prick. So he's sitting with Dean and Seamus. The twins are taking bets on who would score the highest today. Hermione left us to go wish Harry good luck.

"You are certain they don't like each other more then friends?" Maria asks me.

"I'm sure, Hermione is one of his best friends and his other best friend currently thinks his a lair. And I've been spending time with you both outside of class" I tell her.

"Besides I'm good friends with Riana and we hug. It doesn't mean anything" Adrian tells her.

"Exactly" I say smiling. Hermione rejoins us. "How's Harry?" I ask her.

"Nervous, but ready" she tells me. "Rita Skeeter was there, took a photo of me hugging Harry. No doubt going to write another false article about us" she grumbles.

"You'll be fine, besides we'll find something on her and make her pay for writing all these lies" I assure her. She nods her head in agreement. We focus on the stadium as the first dragon is brought out. The Swedish Short-Snout. "That's a Swedish Short-Snout. The flame that issues from its nostrils is a brilliant blue and can reduce timber and bone to ash in a matter of seconds" I tell them.

"True, but it has fewer killings to its name than most dragons" Adrian adds.

"Only because it lives in uninhabited mountains" I state.

"Touche" he says.

"Welcome to the first task of the Triwizard Tournament!" Ludo says. "Now the champions have to get past a dragon and collect a golden egg. Points are awarded for how quick they retrieve the egg. But points are taken off if they are hurt or the real dragon eggs are damaged. Each judge with give a champion a score out of ten.

There is a different dragon for each champion. First facing the Swedish Short-snout is Cedric Diggory" he states. A cannon goes off and Cedric enters the stadium unnoticed by the mother dragon. He turns a boulder into a Labrador. Which barks and distracts the mother dragon.

While Cedric sneaked towards the nest. He reached the nest and got the golden egg. But as he left the dragon noticed him and shoot fire at him. He dived out of the way. But I notice his arm on fire as the dragon tamers appeared and subdued the dragon. He got scored and then went to the medical tent to be tended to by Madame Pomfrey.

"Next up with Fleur Delacour facing the Welsh Green" Ludo announces. Once the dragon was brought out. Fleur enters the stadium singing a Veela song.

"Smart of her to use her veela traits" Maria states.

"It's working, look" Adrian says nodding towards the dragon. Who is in a sort of trance.

"What do you know about the Welsh Green?" Hermione asks me curious.

"They are a relatively subdued breed. They generally avoid contact with humans" I tell her. Fleur pauses her singing when she gets a hold of the egg. Which was a mistake as the dragon snaps out of the trance. She shoots a jet of fire at Fleur as she ran away. Setting her skirt on fire.

"Shouldn't of stopped singing" Maria states and we nod our heads in agreement. Fleur is scored as the Welsh green is swapped for a Chinese Fire-ball. She then went to the medical tent.

"Viktor Krum will be facing the Chinese Fire-ball" Ludo announces and Viktor steps into the stadium.

"Go Viktor!" Adrian shouts and Maria tells him to be quiet.

"The Fireball was aggressive but, unlike other dragons, it was more tolerant of its own kind, and will sometimes consent to share its territory with up to two other dragons" I state.

"That'd make things easier at the dragon reserve in Romania" Hermione states. Viktor uses the Conjunctivitus Curse on the dragons eyes. Smart as that's a dragons weak spot. Though not so smart as in it's agony the dragon destroyed some of her own eggs. He lost points for that, but still got his egg quicker then Fleur and Cedric. He was scored and went to the medical tent.

"Last but certainly not least Harry Potter VS the Hungarian Horntail" Ludo announces.

"Oh dear" I say.

"What is it?" Hermione asks me concerned.

"The Horntail is said to be the most dangerous of all dragon breeds" Adrian tells her.

"And Harry has to face an already angry mother" I state.

"He'll be fine, I hope" she says as Harry enters the stadium. He immediately dived behind a boulder to avoid fire from the Horntail. "Your wand Harry! Your wand!" Hermione shouts.

"Accio Fire-bolt" he says. He stays hidden until it appears and mounts it taking to the sky. He starts to tease the dragon diving towards it. Before flying out of range. Trying to get her away from her eggs.

"Great Scott, he can fly!" Ludo shouts. "Are you watching this, Mr. Krum?" he asks. Harry soared higher in a circle; the Horntail was still following his progress. Harry plummeted just as the Horntail opened its mouth, but this time he was less lucky - he missed the flames, but the tail came whipping up to meet him instead, and as he swerved to the left, one of the long spikes grazed his shoulder, ripping his robes.

"Harry!" Hermione and I shout.

"He's fine" Adrian assures us. Harry stayed on his broom and zoomed around the back of the Horntail. Who didn't seem to want to take off, she was too protective of her eggs. Though she writhed and twisted, furling and unfurling her wings and keeping those fearsome yellow eyes on Harry. He had to get her to leave them, otherwise he won't be able to get the egg.

He flew higher. The Horntail's head rose with him, her neck now stretched to its fullest extent, still swaying, hike a snake before its charmer. He rose a few more feet, and she let out a roar of exasperation. He was like a fly to her, a fly she was longing to swat; her tail thrashed again, but he was too high to reach now. She shot fire into the air, which he dodged.

Then she reared, spreading her great, black, leathery wings at last, as wide as those of a small airplane and Harry dived. Before the dragon knew what he had done, or where he had disappeared too. He was speeding toward the ground as fast as he could go, toward the eggs now unprotected by her clawed front legs. He had taken his hands off his Firebolt he had seized the golden egg. And with a huge spurt of speed, he was off. Soaring out over the stands, the heavy egg safely under his uninjured arm.

The dragon tamers appeared and took the Horntail away with her eggs. Harry tied with Viktor for first place. Ron now believes that Harry didn't enter his name into the tournament and now they're talking again. Like nothing happened. Harry was told the egg would hold the clue to what the next task is. Which would take place on the 24th of February.

A/N

Picture above of the arena and picture on the external link of the dragons.