"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...
"Want to come to take a bath with me?" Harry said to Lyra. He had found her curled up by the fire reading a book.
"Excuse you?" She said, confusion and shock evident on her face.
"Cedric told me to take a bath with my egg to find the clue, he gave me the password to the prefects bathroom. That tub is big enough to be a pool," He explained, rolling his eyes at her still shocked expression, "We'd wear swimmers idiot."
"Sorry," Lyra said, I'm just taken aback. I've never imagine you'd ask me to bathe with you."
"It's not like tha-"
"Oh I know, I know." Lyra said, "I'm just joking with you."
"So?"
"I'm in."
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That night after curfew, Harry and Lyra met in the common room. Lyra wearing shorts and a tee shirt over her bikini. Harry carrying his invisibility cloak and golden egg.
The two walked down the corridors quietly making their way to the prefects bathroom. When they got there, they used cedrics password and entered into the largest bathroom either of them had ever seen. Not even Lyra's grand bathroom at Malfoy Manor compared to this.
A huge jacuzzi like tub sat in the middle of the room.
"This is so cool." Lyra said, rushing over to the taps.
She turned on the water, and then after turning a few more taps multi colored bubbles sprang from the faucets.
She giggled lightly and grabbed some fluffy towels to put next to the tub. She then stripped down to her swim suit.
Harry stood mesmerized. The girl was radiant. Not only was her body beautiful, but her smile captivated him. He quickly tried to shake it off, taking off his shirt and stepping into the hot water.
"This is the only reason I would want to be a prefect." Lyra stated. Relaxing into the warm water.
"So what about this egg-" Lyra began, only to be cut off by a high pitched squeal.
"Harry Potter!" The voice of Moaning Myrtle sounded through the bathroom.
Myrtle was cozying up to harry and saying some questionable things when Lyra had a thought.
"Myrtle..."
"Yes." The ghost said, distain dripping from her voice.
"When Cedric was in here, what did he do with his egg."
"Well....." Myrtle said, "Im not sure I should say...."
"Please," Harry said, giving Myrtle his best puppy eyes.
"He put it," She flew into the air, "underwater!" With that she splashed down into a toilet.
"Well. Let's do it!" Lyra said excitedly paddling over to Harry.
They submerged themselves, with the egg in hand.
When nothing happened, Lyra reached over and unscrewed the top of the egg.
Ethereal voices burst from the egg and music filled their ears.
"Come and seek us where our voices sound, we cannot sing above the ground, an hour long you'll have to look, to discover what we took."
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Lyra was running through the halls towards the library when she was stopped by Fred and George.
"We've been looking all over for you!" Fred exclaimed sighing.
"McGonagal wants you in her office ASAP." George said.
"I'm not in trouble again am I?" Ly asked, looking at the two identical boys.
"Not that we know of," George said, "Hermiones already there so i'm sure it's nothing bad."
"Alright," she said, "Ill catch you two later."
On her way to the professors office, her mind raced, soaring through possibilities of why she would be called upon.
She was slightly annoyed as she was going to go to the library, and then head to the Owlry to write Dora, but now she was surely going to be out past curfew, not that that usually stopped her.
"Hi-" she cut off as she scanned the room. Hermione sat beside Cho Chang, and a little silvery haired girl sat on her other side.
A wide smile broke onto Lyra's face, "Gabrielle," she said, looking at Fleur's little sister.
"Hello Lyra," the girl said, her french accent thick.
Lyra sat beside Cho Chang and looked over at Professor Mcgonagall, and for the first time, noticed that Professor Snape stood next to her.
"We have gathered you here today because you are the people the champions will miss the most."
"What-" Lyra said, before Snape cut her off.
"You will all be taking a potion, and if you are willing, you will be sent to the bottom of the black lake. The champions task will be to retrieve you."
"Miss Granger, you will be for Mr. Krum, Miss Delacour, for your sister, Miss Chang, Mr. Diggory, and Miss Malfoy, Mr. Potter.
Something inside of Lyra swelled, she was the thing Harry would miss the most.
After the four girls had agreed, a small glass of purple potion was placed in front of each of them.
The girls picked up their glasses, "Bottoms up ladies!" Lyra said, throwing her head back, the smooth shimmering liquid warming her throat.
