A/N: Back with another chapter. This one has the first task and preparations for the yule. Also, I don't yet have any idea as to waht Luna's role will be. Maybe it will have something to do with the botched one-way portkey, we will have to just wait and see.

So, on with the story!

PART TWO

Harry was running through the castle. Just the other night he saw what the first task will be. Dragons. Hagrid showed him and with Hagrid was Maxime. That ment Fluer already knew. On his way back, he saw Karkarov. That ment that Viktor knew as well.

The only one left in the dark was Cedrik. And that was why Harry was running through the castle right now. He was trying to find the older boy, but so far he had no luck.

The boy turned at another corner and then skirted to a halt as he almost ran into somebody.

"Harry, what's the rush?"

"Cedrik?" the boy looked up.

"Yea, it's me," the older boy smiled. "So, what's up? Where's the fire?"

"I know what the first task is gonna be," Harry blurted.

"Yeah, I know too, Fluer caught me just a moment ago."

"So..." started Harry. "Any idea how to get around a huge fire breathing beast?"

"None, yet."

"Perfect... We're toast..."

"Doubt that," smiled Cedrik. "I'm sure we will be able to come up with something. We're meeting the other two after classes in that abandoned classroom," he added. And then he was gone.

"Perfect... Well, hopefully, one of them will have an idea, cause I sure as hell don't have any," he muttered and made his way to his first class of the day – potions with the slytherins.

It was his turn now. Harry entered the arena where the dragon was waiting and started to slowly aproach him.

:Hello?: he called softly in parseltongue.

:What do you want, human? And how do you speak this tongue?: replied the dragon mother and spread her wings to intimidate him.

Gaining confidence because the dragon was actually listening to him instead of frying him alive, he started speaking:

:I have always had this ability, mighty one. I am here because of a competition someone entered me in. I only seek the golden egg that is among the eggs in your nest.:

:There is nothing but my children there!: the dragon roared.

:Please, take a closer look, one of them should be a golden egg that has no life in it,: Harry said as he backed away a bit.

The dragon looked at him as if to decide wether he was lying or not, but then she turned her attention to her nest and started to check the eggs.

:You are right, little one,: she replied. :I will let you take the golden one, but you are to not touch any of the others, understand?:

:Yes, mighty one, I won't touch your eggs, only the golden one,: Harry readily agreed and slowly stepped forward until he was right next to the nest. And there it was. The golden egg. Slightly to the side, next ot a brownish one.

Slowly the boy took the golden egg and withdrew away from the nest and the dragon mother.

:Thank you, mighty one.: He bowed and then backed away from the arena completely.

"And our youngest champion manages to get his egg the fastest!" the voice of Ludo Bagman sounded over the stadium. The crowd was silent. None really knowing what has happened.

Harry was just happy it was over. However, before he could manage to slip away from everyone, madame Pomfrey ushered him into the healer's tent. Insisting that he needed to be checked over before he was free to go.

Inside, Harry spotted the three other champions. Fluer was fussing over Cedrik whose face was half covered in some orange goo. On one of the other beds, Viktor was sitting and sporting a bandaged arm. He grinned at Harry.

"Told you it would work," he smiled.

"But what if it didn't?"

"It did, and that's what matters," Viktor said with finallity in his voice.

Then the points were given to Harry and so far, he was in the lead.

And when the four champions left the dragon arena, they were already talking about the eggs and what they might contain.

It was nearing Christmas and Harry was cornered by professor McGonagall. She told him, that there will be a yule ball. And that the champions are supposed to have the first dance. And there was no way he could get out of it...

So now he was becoming desperate. Simply because he didn't have a date. And not only that. He didn't even know who to ask. First, he considered asking Fluer and to go only as friends. But he was a bit too late and Cedrik beat him to it. And apparently, he also had feelings for the young veela.

So when Viktor asked if he would go with him, he found himself agreeing. Yes, it was a bit weird, going with another guy, but he did kinda like Viktor. In a different way then he liked Fluer and Cedrik.

"Am I gay?" he asked himself when Viktor left to go back to the Durmstrung ship.

"Yes," was the answer he was given. And when he turned to see who was there, the only thing he saw, was long blond hair and a bit of Ravenclaw uniform dissapearing behind the corner.

"Weird..." he mused and made his way to lunch.