Walking into the tent that held the rest of the champions, did little to stifle Harry's nerves, all three of the older participants were either pacing the length of the tent, or were sitting on a chair biting on their nails.
He sighed, loudly, before taking a seat as well, he didn't want to waste energy by pacing the length of the tent, as it wouldn't bring him anything.
He worried his lip between his lips, kind of feeling like a moron for not going in on Hagrid's proposal that one night a week ago, it would most likely give him a better chance of knowing what it was that would be going on.
However, by the noises outside, as well as the gasps of awe coming from the other students arriving at the stands, he could make a few guesses, none of them actually making him feel better.
Finally, the noises outside calmed down, and with them the headmasters, headmistress and other members of the jury entered the tent. Ludo Bagman was at the front a pouch in his hands.
Smiling at the 4 teens, Bagman gathered them all close, "as you probably already guessed lady and gentlemen, your task well be to go against a dragon. We got 4 nesting mother dragons, who will be guarding their own clutch, as well as a golden egg. It's your task to get to this golden egg and leave the cage with it."
He smiled brightly at all of them, even if Krum had paled, and Cedric and Fleur had turned a greenish colour.
Harry had to agree with his competitors, who in their right mind would think letting them take an egg from the clutch of a mother dragon. This would or could bring on so many problems.
But still he gathered around with the other champions as Bagman told them they were to reach into the pouch and take out a miniature of the dragon they would be facing outside. Still with that irritating smile on his face, he offered the pouch to Fleur.
"Ladies first."
Fleur slowly reached into the bag, withdrawing her hand with the Swedish Shortsnout in her hand. As she was looking at her headmistress, Krum was offered the pouch.
The Bulgarian withdrew the Chinese Fireball.
As Cedric reached into the pouch, Harry was scared of what would be in there for him.
As the Hufflepuff took out the Welsh Green, he reached into the bag and withdrew a Hungarian Horntail. Making him swallow thickly, from what he knew of the breed they could be particular vicious, especially when their clutch was in danger.
He sighed, as he noticed the number 4 on the miniature dragon's neck.
Bagman was smiling still, as he put away the pouch in one of the pockets of his robe.
"As you also noticed, all the miniatures have a number on them, this will be the order of which you will go out to face your opponents. If I remember correctly this will be Mr. Krum, Ms Delacour, Mr. Diggory and Mr. Potter. Much luck to all of you.
Mr. Krum you may enter the cage as soon as the cannon sounds."
With that the champions were left alone once again, all of them seeing green the more time went past.
Krum went outside, as soon as the cannon sounded, to a lot of cheering by the crowds. It stayed quiet for the longest time before they could hear the dragon roaring. Soon after the crowd started to cheer again.
There was a 5 minute break, before the cannon sounded. Fleur made her way towards the cage. Again, it was too much cheering by the crowd. Cedric and Harry could hear the dragon roaring loudly now, almost all the time. As well as the crowd gasping at one time, maybe something had happened to Fleur - but cheering after that negated that thought.
