Death's Chosen Child

Chapter 3: Part three

When Harry returns to the castle, he immediately searches for Cedric, Viktor, and Fleur. They are thankfully all in the Great Hall, so he just simply invites them to the ROR. To which, they all agree.

''Is something wrong, Harry? You look a little agitated.'' Cedric says, sounding genuinely concerned.

''Well, I talked to a friend of mine about the first task, and I think we have missed something,'' Harry tells them while rubbing his hand through his hair.

''What have we missed?'' Fleur asks. ''Well, if we look back to other tournaments, the first task always is to retrieve a clue about the second task. With me so far?'' Harry replies, and he receives three nods.

''Okay, so, according to Viktor, two of the Dragons are female. What probably means-''

''Nesting mothers, we need to retrieve a clue from the eggs,'' Viktor says while rubbing the bridge of his nose.

''Yeah, that's what I'm thinking.'' Harry's shoulders sag with the statement. Ever since his talk with Sirius, he couldn't get it out of his mind. He really doesn't know yet how he will do it. But maybe the others have some ideas.

''Do you think you will get extra points if you do something extra daring?'' Fleur asks them.

''Probably,'' Harry replies with a nod. ''But, to be honest, I'm just going to be in and out of there as soon as possible. Daring be dammed.'' Harry tells them, making the others chuckle.

''Your Gryffindor self is turning in his grave.'' Cedric teases, making Harry wink at him. Harry misses the blush that spreads all over Cedric's face.

''So, do you have any idea about how you're going to trick the Dragon?'' Fleur asks, looking at the others in question.

''Maybe something to draw his attention away, but how I'm not sure,'' Cedric replies, lost in thoughts.

''Find its weak spot, then the Dragon is distracted too,'' Viktor tells them with a shrug.

''Why don't you fly to distract it? Maybe lure it away like that?'' Harry proposes, making Viktor raise his eyebrows at Harry.

''I didn't think of that.''

Harry just shrugs in response. He thinks it will be a good idea for Viktor. If Harry was still in Gryffindor, he would probably do it too. But right now, he needs another idea.

''I think I will charm it,'' Fleur says with confidence, and Harry smiles at her.

''I'm not sure what I'm going to do,'' Harry muses. They keep talking for a little while longer, and at the end of it, Harry has a rough idea of what he is going to do with the Dragon.

****

The next day Harry goes to the library to meet with Hermione, who seems agitated and is lost in a book.

Harry takes a seat next to her and waits until she notices him. She doesn't.

''Mione.'' He says, and she practically falls off her chair if Harry hadn't been there to catch her. ''Easy does it.'' He says, amused, while she is scowling at him.

''Don't scare me, Harry James Potter-'' Hermione says, ''-Peverell,'' Harry adds just to be a little shit, only to be whacked on the back of his head by Hermione's piece of parchment. Harry can't help but laugh, only to be silenced by Madam Pince.

He calms down slowly and sees Hermione looking at him with a glare. ''What have I done?'' He finally sighs when she keeps glaring at him.

''Did you tell Malfoy to be nice to me?'' Hermione rushes out before looking around her frantically to check if no one heard her asking that. Harry frowns in response.