Harry was in his fourth year of hogwarts, and the triwizard tournament was happening that year, but there had been a new rule added to the tournament; you could only put your name in the goblet of fire if you were seventeen years of age. Several people who were underage attempted to get their names in the goblet of fire by things like aging potions but were unsucsessful. However on the night that the three champions Fleur Delacour, Viktor Krum, and Cedric Diggory were picked Harry Potter's name was called out.
Harry was lost in his own world, thinking about the events that followed. Only the day before today, Hagrid took him along to see what the first challenge would be: dragons. Harry, Ron and Hermione had been in the library for the past day searching for some sort of clue of what Harry should do about the dragon he had to get past. He didn't want to admit it to anyone, but Harry was scared. People could die in this tournament, and- "Harry" Hermione was saying worriedly, "Harry, are you okay?"
"Yeah, Hermione, I'm fine." Harry replied, coming down to earth with a bang.
"Well, I think you should get to bed, you two, because it's a long day tomorrow!" Hermione said in her usual business-like manner.
Harry and Ron reluctantly agreed to leave the comfortable armchairs in front of the fire to retreat to their beds, but unlike Ron, who fell into a deep sleep as soon as his head hit the pillow, Harry was awake all night thinking about the triwizard tournament the next day. Finally Harry drifted off into a troubled sleep where he imagined dragons coming at him, and he couldn't escape.
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Harry awoke early the next day so he decided to dress before waking Ron, but when he groggily put his glasses on, something else was on his mind. His full case had been emptied on the floor. He wondered who possibly could have been in during the night, and why they would want to do such a thing, but he came to no reason and threw everything haphazardly back into his trunk.
About ten minutes later, Ron awoke just as Harry was looking for a pair of clean socks in his messy trunk. As all Harry's possessions were tidied away (messily but still away!) Ron didn't notice anything was wrong, until Harry came and perched on the end of his bed.
"Ron, someone was in our dormitory last night" he was saying, "and they emptied my case."
"But why would anyone want to do that? What about my case? And Seamus's? And Dean's and Neville's?"
"I don't know, but all my things were scattered across the floor when I woke up." Harry replied.
Ron pondered for a minute. "Did they take anything?" he said suddenly, "the person who emptied your case I mean."
Harry hadn't even thought of the possibility that someone had wanted anything of his, because Harry didn't have anything valuable did he?
Harry sighed, and shouted, "God, I am so stupid! My invisibility cloak! The maurauder's map!"
"Yeah, I know mate, but shouldn't you check they're still there first?" Ron stated fairly. Harry emptied his case again, and went through his things with more thought than the last time, concentrating on finding out if anything was missing.
"Ron, my invisibility cloak's missing." Harry said, in a calm voice, even he was not expecting.
"But who would want your invisibility cloak? No-one else know you have it apart from me and Hermione, of course. And Dumbledore, but then again, why would he come sneaking in here in the dead of the night, when he can just ask for it?" said Ron.
"I don't know" Harry replied, nonplussed.
Ron checked the time on his Chudley Cannon's clock, and suddenly got up and started rushing with a yelp. "Harry, quick! We're going to be late for the first challenge!"
After a lot of rushing about on Ron's part, the two made their way down to the great hall for breakfast, Harry nervous to see what Harry would think about the strange incident of his cloak going missing, Ron just hungry as usual. As they reached the Gryffindor table, Hermione greeted them with a wave, but with a slightly nervous look on her face.
"Hi Ron, Harry."
"Hermione, I need to tell you something." Harry said in hushed tones, "my invisibility cloak's been stolen."
Instead of the shocked look on Hermione's face that Harry had imagined, she tried to ration with him. "You know, Harry, this might not be as serious as you think it is. Someone could have taken it, not knowing what it is, and might return it tonight."
"But, Hermione-"
She cut him off with her hand and said, "quick Harry, out to the grounds, or you'll miss what you're supposed to do on this challenge." she said with a knowing look.
Harry had completely forgot about the triwizard tournament. A knot instantly forming in his stomach, he left Ron and Hermione with a grim look on his face and walked towards the grounds.
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"OH- OH- OOOOHHHHH POTTER NEARLY HAD IT! HE NEARLY GOT THE GOLDEN EGG! OHHH HE'S FLYING AWAY- WHERE ARE THEY?"
"Hermione, did you see that? Harry just missed the egg and then -- " Ron turned round to talk to Hermione only to realise she wasn't there.
Neville who was sitting next to Hermione shrugged his shoulders at Ron and said, "She said something about putting something back, I dunno. Oh, look!"
Ron turned round to where Neville was pointing, and there was the unmistakeable shapes of Harry and the Norweigan Horntail flying back. All at once Harry came shooting out of the sky in a miraculous dive which made the hairs stand up on the back of Ron's neck, and then swooped up a matter of seconds later holding a golden egg to the sky.
"WOOOOOO! GO HARRY!"
"Hermione! When did you get back here? Did you see that? He was amasing- wow!"
"I had to hand in an assignment, it only took me a few minutes, and yes, Ronald I did see it. No need to burst my eardrums." Hermione replied curtly.
"But....you-teachers-loud, urrrghhhh."
Ron and Hermione made their way down to the Quidditch pitch with the rest of the crowd to see if they could spot Harry.
Back in the common room a couple of hours later, the party was still going strong. Fred and George had taken the secret tunnel into Hogsmeade to get butterbeer and sweets from Honeydukes, and the amasing wet start Dr. Fillibuster fireworks which were bouncing off the walls non stop and bursting into interesting shapes.
"So" Ron was saying to Harry in a corner, "found out what that thing's about yet?"
"To tell you the truth, I haven't really thought about it." Harry replied. And he hadn't. He'd had too good a night to waste it with thoughts of yet another dangerous challenge. He'd think about it tonight.
Just then the portrait hole opened and an angry voice was heard through the bangs, pops and wizzes of the fireworks, "Gryffindors! I know that Potter has made it through the first challenge, and I am glad that you are supporting him, but you have classes tomorrow! Get to your beds or I will drag you by your ears!" Proffessor McGonagall said in her tartan dressing gown.
There was a loud noise of shuffling as everyone made their way to the two doors.
A/N: This is my first story, so please be kind and take the time to review it, thank you!
