Heyo! How are my favorite readers? Sorry for the long update, at one point I had writers block and then there was a ton of school work. :P remember if you want you can review with a OC description and I'll put it in the story. I can use more fairies and wizards. That's all for now because I know you want to get to reading the story.

November 24 (The first task.)

Elise's POV

Dragons. We have to go against dragons. The goal is to get the golden egg from the dragon's nest. There are 5 different types of dragons. Each of us will go against one of the dragons. The dragons are Welsh Green, Chinese Fireball, Swedish Short-snout, Hungarian Horntail, and Norwegian Ridgeback. I got the Norwegian Ridgeback and will be going last, Harry got the Hungarian Horntail and will be going before me, Fleur got the Welsh green and will be going second, Cedric got the Swedish Short-snout and is going first, and Krum got the Chinese Fireball and will be going third.

Cedric is going at the moment and Krum was staring at the ground while Fleur is pacing around the tent. Harry was just sitting there, his knee jiggling up and down from nervous energy. I wanted to comfort him and tell him that he'll do alright but I knew he would just ignore me or lash out at me. I just sat down on the ground and tried to focus on the spells that would be useful.

If I wanted any chance of getting out of this alive I would need to freeze the dragon's fire. A water spell to start, shot right down the throat with an ice spell right after, shot down the throat again. That would buy me around 10 to 15 minutes before the dragon could breathe fire again. That should be enough time to distract the dragon and get the egg.

What felt like an hour passed by and Fleur then Krum went to get their egg. Soon it was Harry's turn. Before he left I said "Good luck." I couldn't tell if he heard me or not. I tried not to think about what was happening out there. I listened as the crowd cheered. Well a few people. I could hear people booing who must support Cedric. I found myself jiggling my knee out of nerves, just like Harry had been doing moments before.

"Here's the scores from the judges!" Ludo Bagman said. "And now the lovely Ella from Terre de fées."

I took a deep breath and stepped out into the sunlight, shading my eyes with my hand. In front of me stood a black dragon, its scales glistening in the sunlight. It opened its gigantic maw to spew fire and I remembered where I was. "Aqua." I whispered and shot some water down the creator's throat, dousing the fire in its mouth.

"Glacies." I whispered and ice froze the fire inside the monster. Just 15 minutes at the best to get the egg. I summoned my wings and shot into the air. The crowd gasped and most people shrank back in their seats. I focused back on the dragon. His head was tilted back following my every move.

"Partum a duplici." I murmured and shot downwards as an image of me shot straight into the sky. Just like I had hoped would happen the dragon continued to track the copy of my image. Carefully I zoomed towards the egg, getting closer and closer until I was there. I landed and put my wings away. Slowly, while watching the dragon, I reached for the golden egg. Suddenly the dragon roared. I fearfully looked up and saw my copy had disappeared.

"Shit." I muttered. I quickly grabbed the egg and raced for safety. Just before I got there, the dragon's claw came towards me and it barely missed me, scratching my shoulder pretty badly. I stood just inside the tent and watched as the judges gave their scores. 10, 8, 10, 10, 10. I was in first! Harry and Krum were in second, Cedric in third, and Fluer in fourth. I smiled then started swaying.

"You don't look so good. Here let me take a look at that wound." Madam Pomfrey said gently. She led me over to a cot and told me to sit down. She took a sponge and started to clean the wound. Across the tent Fleur and Krum sat not speaking and not glancing in my direction. Harry was seated at one of the other bunks, head in his hands not looking up. I couldn't see Cedric at first, until he appeared at my side.

"That was amazing. The whole flying thing and the other stuff. That trick you did to distract the dragon, wow! All I did was turn a piece of stone into a dog. Why did you shoot water and ice into the dragon's throat?" He asked.

"It's a trick fairies learn from a young age. If we ever have to face a dragon we are to shot water then ice down its throat. The water puts out any fire the dragon may be about to use and the ice stops it from using fire for a bit. The amount of time depends on how strong of a spell the fairy can do at the time." I explained.

"The good news is the cut will heal in time. The bad news is it's a deep cut and will need to be monitored for a bit. Are you sure I can't use a tiny bit of magic to help speed up the healing process?" Madam Pomfrey asked.

I shook my head. "Some injuries have fairy spells that can be used to heal them, but the injuries are things like a broken ankle. The spells are only allowed to be used in an emergency. Wizard magic may affect my ability to do fairy magic."

"Then this wound will probably take a month or two to heal and will likely scar. I'll just get a bandage on this then you'll be free to go." She said and hurried off to find a bandage. I took the opportunity to take a closer look at the wound.

It was three long lines, the longest stretching from my lower upper arm to my lower forearm. The two scratches on either side were shorter but just barely. I quickly looked away. The wound did not look pretty.

Madame Pomfrey came back then and she bandaged up my arm. She left part of the elbow free so I had some control over my arm.

"Try to be careful when using your arm and come to me if there are any concerns." She instructed. I nodded and stood up. I walked over to Harry. He looked up as I approached.

"How did you do?" I asked while sitting down beside him.

"Pretty good. I wa-I'm sorry. You did good out there. How's the arm?" He stammered. It took a few moments for me to process what he had said.

"Thank you. My arm hurts a bit but other than that feels fine." I smiled.

"So you're a fairy. Your mom must be proud of you."

"My mom was killed by him when I was 5. He killed her right in front of me." Harry looked down. I could tell he felt bad about bringing it up.

"But it's fine. I mean you know how it is." I added quickly. Harry looked up and smiled.

"Come on, I think there may be a party in the common rooms." He got up and turned expectantly. I got up hesitantly, remembering the whispers in the corridors I've been hearing. Harry saw the worried look on my face and smiled reassuringly.

"Sounds fun. Let's go." I said. We walked out of the tent and while there were few people around (they probably went back to their dorms), we were still met with stares and whispers. A few yards from the tent Hermione and Ron came running towards us.

"You both did great! Ron wants to say something." Hermione said, nudging Ron.

"Oww!" Ron complained. "I'm sorry I was mad at you guys. You did really well! Let's get going. Fred and George planned the party!" Hermione rolled her eyes as Harry and Ron took off running.

"How's the arm?" She asked.

"Could be better. For example there could not be battle wounds from a fight with a dragon." I laughed. "I may not stay at the party long if my arm bothers me." Hermione just nodded and we walked on in silence

I did end up leaving the party early, mostly because I was tired of all the attention Sounds funny doesn't it? A princess not liking attention. I just wandered the corridors and eventually ended up outside near the lake. I don't remember much, just waking up outside leaned up against a tree.

So that didn't end on a cliffhanger because I feel nice for once. So I want the next chapter to be hilarious so send me really weird or funny pick-up lines you think Fred and George would use. If I use your pick-up line you will get a shout out. Same thing for any OC's you come up with.

Demigod out!