the plan | narry × hogwarts ✓

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The second task had begun. Somehow, it was even harder than the first. That's because the second task was psychological.

The three students laid side by side on baths full of frozen ice. They were all unconscious. The task was happening inside their heads, and the goal was to wake up.

Inside their minds, they dealed with the most unespected thing the could have ever thought of: their biggest dream.

Mila, for example, had lost her twin sister when she was only 13, but in her dream her sister was alive and well, and they were having a picnic in a field of sunflowers while listening to their favorite songs. Though Mila, as well as Harry and Liam, knew she was sleeping, she had no desire to wake up. It all felt so real, anyway.

So that was the challenge: give up your biggest dream and wake up.

Liam, differently than Mila, was seated at a big table with his entire family, while they all ate, caught up and told the boy how proud they were of him. Liam grew up with only his mother, as he was the result of his mom's cheating and his entire family didn't want anything to do with either his mom or him. In his dream, his mother's mistake didn't matter, and he could have the big family he always wanted.

Harry was half-blood, and his father, who was a witch, had abandoned his family not long after his birth. His mother and sister were both muggles, and Harry watched as they struggled with money and housing while he lived in a castle during most of the year. And that broke his heart.

All he ever wanted was that his mother and sister were wizards too so that living wouldn't be so hard for them. So that their life was magical, like his was. In his dream, that was true. His little family lived in a big castle on a wizarding town, and they had everything they could ever want without having to work a single day.

His mother was always home and could practice painting, which she so very loved. His sister had already had the wedding of her dreams and seated on her porch, reading a book as she watched the sunset.

And Harry was on his big garden, playing Quidditch with his beautiful boyfriend, Niall, as they had multiple breaks just to share loving kisses and never-ending hugs.

Life was simple in his dream. There was no battle, just happiness.

Harry's mind had been so angry and sad before the dream... he really didn't want to go back to that. He wanted to dream forever. Reality had been harsh on him lately.

At first, all the students from Hogwarts, Beauxbaton and Castelobruxo stood beside the unconscious trio, watching them curiously as they waited for one or multiple of them to wake up.

Then one hour went by. Then another. Then a couple more. And when it hit the four hour mark and none of them had woken up yet, some students started to go back to the castle to get some rest.

At the fifth hour mark, Liam was the first to wake up. The Castelobruxo students that remained there cheered loudly for him, pulling him out of the freezing cold tub.

Liam looked disturbed and lost, but a smile formed on his face as he realized he was the first out. That night he would undoubtedly cry himself to sleep after having to say goodbye to the family he never had.

A couple more hours went by when Mila woke up, completely breathless, her lip purple from both the ice cold water and the weather, since now was night. Some of her friends and professors awaited for her, and jumped in her direction as soon as she woke up to pull her out, covering her with a towel and a warm blanket as she tried to situate herself, already crying from missing her sister.

Harry was already last place, but he couldn't just be removed from the task. He had to wake up himself, otherwise there could be long-lasting consequences in his life, due to the spell he was put on.

So they waited.

A couple hours passed, and nothing. Then another three, still nothing. One more hour went by, and that's when Harry finally woke up, 13 hours after the task had begun.

Harry was freezing cold, a couple minutes away from full on hypothermia, and there was a hand full of Professors and a couple dozen students, mostly Slytherins, waiting around him.

Everyone else was gone.

They all gasped when Harry stood up, his entire body looking purple and sore, completely shaking as he tried to get out of the tub.

Louis ran to him and he and a Professor helped to get him out, putting a couple towels around his body to try to get him to warm up. Another student came running to put a blanket over him, meanwhile Harry stayed in a state of shock, seemingly catatonic and barely blinking.

After some more minutes, Harry's body was starting to regain feeling and he didn't look so frozen anymore. It was completely dark out and only Louis and a couple more of his friends waited for him.

The first thing Harry was able to say was:

- Where's Niall? - Harry whispered, shaking, holding the blanked closer to his body.

Louis just shook his head, a sad look on his face, and Harry immediately knew what it meant.

Niall had not come.

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Author's note:

i cant begin to describe how long it took me to come up with the tasks, so i hope its entertaining!!

double update today?

luv u bye :)