The Raven

Music And Fire Whiskey

Harry returned to the Slytherin common room with his friends after leaving the forbidden forest. 

The Weasley twins, Neville, and Luna agreed to join them after some persuading. Harry hadn't spent time with his old friends in months. He missed them greatly and was happy they showed him support during the task. 

Draco suggested they go to his dorm room so that Harry could change back into normal clothes and take a shower. 

"You have a little bit of… blood, on your face Harry," Draco said once the door behind them closed. 

"Oh," Harry said. He looked into the mirror hanging on Draco's wall and noticed the dark red blood starting to dry on his cheek. 

After some encouragement, Luna, the twins, and Neville relaxed a little and joined the Slytherins in Draco's small sitting area while Harry went to shower. 

He spent a long while scrubbing his cheek to remove any trace of the hidebehind's blood. 

He felt his body finally relax as he stood in the shower. It had been a very tense experience, but he managed to come out on top in the end. He only hoped he would be able to do the same in the next task. 

After spending a long time standing underneath the hot water, he dried off and changed into a midnight black robe, black trousers, and a black oxford shirt. He left the robe open, and decided he was too tired to style his hair. He would rather endure Daphne and Pansy's disappointed looks than make the effort tonight. 

Soon enough he exited the bathroom and sat next to Castor on Draco's sofa. 

"Bloody hell Harry, you were brilliant tonight." Fred grinned. "The other champions don't stand a chance against you."

"Yeah mate," George added. "You were brutal out there."

Harry returned their grins, "Thanks guys."

"You followed my advice," Luna noted happily. 

"I always trust your advice Luna."

She nodded, "You're a good friend Harry Potter."

"I don't understand though Harry, why did Dumbledore give you such a low score?" Neville asked with concern. 

Harry sighed. "He doesn't like the fact that I'm hanging out with Slytherins Neville. He doesn't like that I'm not under his control anymore."

Harry was about to say more, but there was a loud knock at the door. Draco opened it to find Miles Bletchly, a Slytherin fifth year standing there. 

"Sorry to interrupt," he said. "We have a surprise for Potter downstairs. I was supposed to come and get you guys."

Harry frowned and looked to Draco, who shrugged. "I have no idea. Let's go and see."

They all followed Bletchly into the common room, where they were met by Slytherins holding drinks. They were each handed glasses of fire whiskey and wine. 

"Wicked," the twins voiced together with identical smirks on their faces. 

"What's with this?" Harry whispered to Castor. 

Castor grinned, "You are about to experience a world famous Slytherin party Mr. Potter."

Cassius Warrington, the fifth year prefect jumped to stand on one of the study tables, "To Harry Potter," He raised his glass of fire whiskey. "He is Hogwart's champion. He may be in second place now, but soon enough he will be the one holding the triwizard cup. To Harry!"