PISS OFF CHO CHANG || Hedric story

Chapter 13- The First Task

"Dragons, that's the first task." Harry whispered as he looked at the wide eyed Hufflepuff. "Come on Cedric, don't waste your time on Potter." Sniggered distant Hufflepuffs. "You... your serious?" Harry nodded. "And erm... do Fluer and Krum. Do they know." Cedric asked still getting over his shock. What the hell were the teachers thinking. (I'm sorry I have to agree, what the fuck was going through their minds when they thought, "oh you know what? We'll force four underaged wizards to fight fire breathing war machines", like come on.) Harry quickly nudged past Cedric, not wanting to stay there any longer while he was getting mocked by everyone. "Hey you ok?" Cedric grabbed Harry's arm. "Well let's see, so I've been forced to compete in a wizard-killing tournament, against my boyfriend. Against fire breathing lizards. And everyone is mocking me. What do you think?" Harry snapped, the sarcasm evident in his voice. Cedric mentally face palmed, what the hell was he thinking of course he wasn't. "If you want to talk, I'm always here." Cedric said hoping it would help Harry. "Thanks Ced, but not now." Harry tried to leave but Cedric wouldn't let go. "Harry I'm not letting you go until you promise to talk about it with me or at least someone within the three days because the third task is in five." Cedric sternly said not budging on this. Rolling his eyes, Harry agreed and promised he would talk about it.

The next few days went like a blur. Moody had helped him devise a plan. And he talked to Mcgonagall (the queen- Oscar) about his worries and surprisingly she was rather amazing at comforting him. (Of course she was she's the only one that is not willing to let Harry die) Now the final task was here and he was ready. Harry heard a noise and turned his head to the side of the tent. Walking up to it he heard a voice. "Pst Harry? Is that you?" Harry heard, instantly recognising that it was Hermione and he could hear someone else with her. "Yeah. What are you doing here? Not that I'm complaining." "Me and Hermione came to wish you good luck and to see how you were doing." Harry heard another voice, immediately realising it was Oscar. "The key is to concentrate, after that you just..." Hermione couldn't finish. "Battle a dragon." Harry replied. She winced then pushed through the tent and hugged him. Feeling a hand on his shoulder he turned to meet Oscar's gaze. "My brother and Charlie, you know Ron's brother? They said that you'll be fine as long as you don't get the horntail. Apparently when feeling with it in Romania she is a nasty peace of work." Oscar said trying to sound optimistic and encouraging. Hermione hugged him once again before they broke apart to a large flash. "Oooooohh, stirring indeed. With any luck you two may even make the front page." Rita Skeater sneered in her crocodile-skin coat. "And those nails and fashion should be put in do's and don't on the fashion section." Oscar snapped, smirking at the horrified face of that bitch. (Sorry, sorry I know, she's Rita Skeater, I just hate the woman with every goddamn fibre in my body). "Hey Hermione, Oscar? Can I just borrow Harry for a moment?" Cedric approaching from behind. With a snicker from Oscar and a giggle from Hermione they both nodded and left the tent wishing Harry luck. Rita had gone off to pester Krum, so Cedric and Harry were free to slip away. Dragging Harry to a sectioned off bit of the tent, Cedric sat down, resting Harry on his lap. "You nervous?" Cedric asked finally, running his hand through Harry's lox and caressing his cheek. "Oh no I'm completely anxious to go out there and fight a living instrument of death." Harry sarcastically remarked. "Sorry, I need to stop asking stupid questions like that." Cedric answered lowering his head a bit. Harry sat up, "no it's sweet that you care so much. And a bit funny, but that's besides the point." Harry soothed. "Can we just stay here and never leave?" Cedric said, making Harry laugh. "As much as I would love to, it would mean I don't get a chance to kick my boyfriend's ass, soooo..." Harry chuckled. Cedric raised his eyebrows. "Oh it's like that now is it?" Cedric replied, a competitive grin spreading across his face. "Damn right it is. God I think Oscar is being a bad influence on me." Harry said as they burst out laughing. They heard a slightly distant voice. "CHAMPIONS! Gather around." Harry giggled. "We should probably go." Harry said to the slight disappointment of them both. "Probably." They both left the area they were in and joined the rest of the group. "Now champions gather around." Mr Crouch said as the four formed a circle around him. "Now each of you, today will be facing a dragon. The dragon has been given a golden egg to protect. Your mission is simple. Do this you must. If you are to have any hope of getting to the next task." Crouch continued as he brought out a velvet bag. "Now in this bag are small models of each dragon. You will take one, and that shall be the dragon you face. Understand?" The champions nodded. "Miss Delacore you first." Crouch said as he slightly opened the bag and beckoned her to put her hand inside. Cautiously, she stuck her hand in. Wincing at the slight singing feeling she felt as she pulled out her dragon. "The common Welsh Green." Crouch said a little two enthusiastically, as Fluer had a slight sigh of relief. "Mr Krum your turn." Viktor placed his hand in the bag and took out raging red dragon. "The Chinese Fireball ooooohhhh." He said, again a little to enthusiastically. "Mr Diggory your turn." Cedric nervously put his hand in the bag and pulled out a dragon. "The Swedish Short-Snout." And again he said this way to enthusiastically. (Starting to question the safety of almost every child and whether this man needs to be strapped down and helped). "And finally Mr Potter." Harry winced knowing what was coming. Wincing at the slight bite he felt on his finger as he pulled out the dragon. "The Hungarian Horntail." Mr Crouch grimly stated. "Right on the sound of the cannon Mr Diggory you will-" Dumbledore was cut off by a loud bang as the cannon was fired. The man who fired it apologised. And then Cedric slowly made his way out, to a crowd chanting his name. Looking back at his boyfriend, Harry winked at him giving him a slight confidence boost before making his way to the task (cough, cough death arena, I mean it's up for debate like come on). Harry sat in the tent getting nervous and nervous by the second. Hearing roars and smashes, the sound of flames and oddly... barking? There was a cheer, Harry soon relaxed as he knew Cedric hadn't been burnt alive and had also succeeded in obtaining the egg. Fluer was next, using her Verla powers she charmed the beast into a trance with her beauty. "YES GIRL! SWISH THAT HAIR LIKE A LORIEL ADVERT! YOU'RE JUST LIKE ME WHEN I WAS YOUR AGE!" Dumbledore shouted amongst the judges. "ALBUS! YOU WERE GREY IN YOUR TWENTIES I DOUBT THAT NOW SIT YOUR ASS DOWN AND BE RESPECTFUL!" Mcgonagall scolded. Dumbledore pouted as he sat down, muttering something about how besties don't tell other people their secrets. Finally Viktor came and like the previous claimed his golden egg. And finally it was Harry's turn. Harry came out of the tent, the majority of the crowd cheering his name. He could see the Horntail's gleaming yellow eyes stare at him with malice and cruelty. Stupidly, Harry made a run for the egg, cursing as he did. Quickly he realised that was a poor idea as he was flung onto a lower ledge of sharp rocks with his hair slightly singed at the edges barely alive. This went on for another five minutes of him narrowly missing death. Until finally, he had the idea to get his damn wand out. "YOUR WAND HARRY! YOUR WAND." He heard Hermione scream. "POTTER AS MUCH AS I LOVE YOU AS MY OWN CHILD! THIS IS AN EMBARRASSMENT TO GRYFFINDOR HOUSE! USE YOUR DAMN WAND!" Mcgonagall shouted. "ACIO FIREBOLT!" Harry shouted, narrowly missing being incinerated by a wave of fire coming his way. For the next to minutes he was just focusing on not dying (aren't we all). At a distance he could see his firebolt zooming towards him. The Horntail closed in, murder in its gleaming eyes. You could see the fire building in it's throat. With one breath it destroyed everything in its path. Harry ran and ran, trying to escape his fiery demise. With one last effort he launched himself off the edge, feeling the firebolt in his grip. Mounting it, he narrowly avoided being smashed to pierces on impact. (Right now because no one in their right would bother describing this entire scene so I'm just gonna summarise it). Harry flew around the dragon, narrowly missing flames and death. The dragon clawed and snapped at the broom flyer, desperate for his bones and blood. This had gone on for ten minutes and Harry was losing energy fast. For one last effort, Harry hurled himself to the egg. His mind spinning, at the last moment he snatched the egg and avoided the fire. The crowd cheered as he clutched his slightly burnt arm. He flew away and landed briskly to the hospital tent with the other champions leaving the trial behind. Madam Pomfrey rushed over, fussing over his injuries. Slapping her hand away finally, reassuring her that he was fine. Scanning the room he found Cedric with a bandage on his face. "Oh my god Cedric." Harry shouted rushing over to his boyfriend cradling his face. "Look at your face. Is it gonna be permanent? Your handsome face might be ruined." Harry said looking Cedric over. "Is that all I have? A handsome face?" Cedric asked raising an eyebrow. "Of course. What else is there?" Harry joked hugging Cedric tightly. They stayed like this for a while until Harry felt a light tap on his shoulder. "Am I interrupted somezing?" Fluer said smirking as Cedric smiled at her. Harry looked back and forth between Fluer and Cedric before slapping his head. "Your kidding right? She knows?" Harry groaned. "Hey don't blame me she caught us that one time and don't you give me that shit you've told almost all of your friends." Cedric replied chuckling at Harry's discomfort. "Your secret e safe wiz me." Fluer said as she gave a reassuring smile. Finally Harry nodded and returned her smile. "Oh well good luck to whoever has to put those dragons away." The three of them laughed. "Honestly I never want to see another dragon again." Cedric said as the three got up to see their results. In the end Harry tied first place with Krum, Fluer got second and Cedric got third/last.