Gryffindor boy - Ron Weasley x male oc

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Ron and Harper walks down a hill to the Black Lake, where small boats wait to ferry them to the viewing towers.

"Have you seen Henley and Hermione recently?" Ron asked, turning his head to look at Harper.

"The task, Ron." Harper said, smiling softly.

"Oh, right." Ron said, looking at his twin brothers who is doing their thing again. He turned his head back to Harper, looking at the flush on the brunette's face from the cold wind.

"Is there something on my face?" Harper asked, turning his eyes to look at Ron with a curious expression.

"Can't you see it?" Ron asked, wondering why Harper never seem to know what he's thinking with his abilities.

"I don't want to use it without your consent." Harper said, moving closer to Ron when Eloise and Ginny joins them.

Ron held out his hand, nodding to the viewing tower, and Harper smiles at him and takes the hand. They walked towards the viewing tower where they can see the four champions and Neville and Marcus talking with Harry.

"Wonder what they're talking about." Ron said, sitting at the viewing tower.

"The plant that would let Harry breathe underwater." Harper said, sitting beside Ron, not letting go of his hand even after they sat down.

"You can look." Ron said, turning his attention away from Harry.

"Are you sure?" Harper asked, his eyebrows furrowed as he turn to look at Ron.

Ron nodded, smiling softly. "Yes, I'm sure." He said, watching as Harper squeeze his hand and the brown eyes glaze slightly. He raised his eyebrows when Harper cheeks started blushing, watching as Harper's eyes got turn to brown again and look up at him. "What did you see?" He questioned, wondering what could get the boy blushing.

"Um..." Harper hesitates, looking into Ron's eyes who's studying him carefully.

"Actually, don't tell me. I don't want to know." Ron said, blushing as he turn his head away from Harper who's face got redder than before.

"Okay." Harper said, looking behind him when he heard a giggle coming from Eloise and Ginny and saw them giggling to themselves about something.

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"Your attention please! Welcome to the Second Task. Last night, unbeknownst to our Champions, something they value exceptionally was taken from them. That something now lies at the bottom of the Black Lake. Their mission this morning is to retrieve it. Champions, you may begin." Professor Dumbledore said as Mr. Filch fires the cannon. Professor Dumbledore shakes his head. "... now."

The crowd roars as the champions sprint into the icy water. Chill bumps pebble Harry's skin as he stuffs the Gillyweed into his mouth. He chews furiously and swallows, clapping his hands to his throat.

"What's happening to him?" Dean Thomas asked.

"He can't breathe..." Ron said, leaning forward, about to stand up but was stopped by Harper who sends him a knowing look and leaned back against the chair.

"Omigod. I've killed him. I've killed Harry Potter..." Neville said while Marcus comforts him, telling him to wait.

Veins erupt in Harry's temples as blood vessels snake through the whites of his eyes. His fingers slip from his throat and someone screams when they saw his gills.