FYI: I used the book's version of the first task for this chapter. Alright so enjoy! :)
I looked down at the arena set up for the champions and clasped my hands together fretfully.
"Rigel dear!" Rita cried as she sat down bedside me, "You actually look nice!"
I paid hardly attention to her as my eyes stayed fixed on what was going down below, any minute now a champion would come out to face the dragon that was guarding her eggs.
"Your hair is still a bit messy though," Skeeter continued on thoughtfully using her quill to poke at the loose strands of my hair.
I continued to ignore her.
"I didn't get my interviews," She said looking a bit perturbed, "Apparently only friends and family are allowed in the champion's tent."
I nodded.
"But I did get some rather juicy news that the people will absolutely love!" She said grinning her fake smile at me.
"Lovely," I replied tightly not wanting to know.
"Yes, and I even got pictures to go with it." She said smugly.
I rubbed my temple. She raised a single eyebrow at me.
"Well aren't you going to ask what the news is?" She demanded.
What are we five?
"Sure, what is it?" I asked in monotone.
Harry's going to face a dragon…
"Well don't get too enthusiastic," She said looking like a bird who just had her feathers ruffled.
I was not in the mood for this, Harry was about to risk his life in a matter of minutes and she's wanting me to gossip with her?
Luckily a cannon went off signally that the first champion was about to come out; cutting off whatever Rita was going to say.
"Cedric Diggory!" Someone's voice boomed from somewhere in the stands circling the arena, "Facing the Swedish Short-Snout!"
I squinted my eyes to see Cedric enter from below us. He did fairly well, he took quite a bit of risks but he had managed to get the golden egg in a good time. Fleur went next and also succeeded, as did Krum. Harry was the only champion left now.
My hands gripped my wooden seat as his dragon was brought out. The dragon was a nasty piece of work with every part of her looking deadly. Sirius had said that Harry had known he was going to be facing and a dragon and was supposed to be preparing. But I was still worried, Krum had gotten by relatively easy but Cedric and Fleur both had some trouble and they were seventh years!
"Harry Potter!" The voice shouted again, "Facing the Hungarian Horntail!"
The stadium cheered as they did for the other champions and Rita gave me a grin.
"This should be interesting!" She said lively and I stared at her, willing myself not to slap her.
A gasp from the crowd brought me back to reality just in time to see the dragon breathe fire in Harry's direction.
"A close one there for Potter!" The speaker shouted as Harry ducked behind a rock just in time.
Use a spell!
To my relief I saw him bring his wand up. I could hardly hear him over the roaring crowd but it sounded as if he did a summoning spell. He looked frantically around for whatever he had called for but nothing seemed to be coming.
Come on Harry.
Another gasp went through the stands when the dragon's horned tail lashed out at Harry.
"Another close one! I wonder how much Potter will last out there!" the voice echoed over the crowd and Harry sent a dirty look up to the commenter before dodging out of the way of another attack.
"Why isn't he doing anything?" I asked myself fearfully as Harry dodged several more attacks.
But I had spoken too soon as I watched the fourth year raise his wand again and shout another summoning charm. A few minutes later something flew over the tops of the crowd's heads and went towards Harry. A broom!
I felt too much relief to cheer as he jumped onto his broom with skill. The dragon seemed confused at the sudden movement and sent a blast of fire at the flying boy. But Harry dodged it easily and zoomed around the large creature. He was going for the golden egg.
I jumped to my feet as did the rest of the witches and wizards as Harry flew towards the nest of eggs with his arm outstretched!
"Go Harry!" I screamed and I didn't dare breathe as his hand grabbed the shining egg.
The dragon tried to snap at him but the broom Sirius had got him was too fast and Harry flew up to a safe distance with his prize in hand.
The cannon went off to signal the end and I let out the breath I was holding. He was fine. He was alive. I sat down heavily next to Rita as Harry left the arena and several people including Charlie, went in to control the angry dragon.
"This is sensational news!" Skeeter gushed, writing furiously on her notepad.
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"Harry!" I called rushing forward to envelope the boy in my arms.
"Rigel," He said returning the embrace, he smelled like smoke still from the arena, "I was wondering if you'd show up."
"Rita made me stay behind and keep her seat." I explained releasing him, "I asked Maggie to check up on you though. Did you see her? She was supposed to get photos of your uniforms."
"Yeah I saw her before the task," He answered, "Only for a bit, but I saw her."
I nodded and gave a relieved smile, "Oh, and I saw Dumbledore before coming here, and he said I could use the Floo network in his office. I think he sensed that I wanted to contact "Snuffles" and tell him you were alright."
"Snuffles?" Harry asked raising a dusty eyebrow at me, "That's the codename?"
"Long story…" I trailed off with a small laugh.
I wanted to say more to him but the tent suddenly filled dozen of students wanting to congratulate all of the champions.
"Harry!"
I watched in amusement as Hermione and Ron made a beeline for their friend.
"I'll talk to you later okay?" I said backing away from the swarming students.
He nodded before turning back to his eager friends. I pushed my way through the now full tent and made my way outside. I went up to the castle and soon found myself at the entrance to Dumbledore's office. Considering that he mentioned chocolate frogs twice in our short conversation, I took a wild guess at the password. Once inside the office I smiled at the sight. Dumbledore's huge desk was covered with papers, paintings covered the walls, several bookshelves were in each corner, and you could just tell that this was Dumbledore's style.
"My, my," A voice spoke and I turned around startled.
I looked around the office again but saw no one. Weird.
"Another disgraced Black." It said again and I finally noticed that a portrait on the wall was addressing me.
"Excuse me?" I asked walking up to the portrait of an elderly wizard.
"Don't take that tone with me you blood traitor!" He snarled.
I raised an eyebrow at the words 'blood traitor', "What are you going to do? Smack me?"
"Insolent little-" He began but I cut him off as I read his name at the bottom of the picture frame.
"Phineas Nigellus Black?" I read, "Wait, you mean, you're my great grandfather?"
"You left out quite a few 'greats' in there," He snapped, "But then again I can't blame you too much, you were sorted into the brave and not the cunning."
"Aren't you supposed to be dead," I muttered walking away from him.
I could hear him saying something else but I wasn't going to argue with a painting when my father was waiting anxiously back for news at my place.
After a few minutes I got through to my apartment.
"Rigel?"
"He's fine," I told Sirius hurriedly at his urgent tone, "He did amazing."
I could hear him let out a breath of relief.
"How did he do it?" He asked after his pause.
I went into the full account of what each champion had to do and then told him all about Harry summoning his broom.
"Brilliant idea," He commented, "I never would have thought of him flying."
"That's because you are senseless!" Yelled the portrait from somewhere behind me.
"What was that?" My dad asked quizzically.
"Apparently a blood relative and past headmaster of Hogwarts." I responded dryly.
"Phineas?" He asked me, "I take it your in Dumbledore's office?"
"-disgrace to the Noble House of Black!"
"Yep, and I must say your blood relatives are quite the windpipes," I commented grinning.
"Windpipe! Orion should have murdered my worthless great great-grandson when he had the chance! Then he wouldn't have had such an ungrateful being for a granddaughter!"
"He's your blood too," Sirius pointed out nonchalantly.
"Yep…"
"The last heir to the Black name conversing with mudbloods all the time!"
"I better go before he alerts the whole school," I said, "I'll be back at the apartment later tonight."
"Alright, see you then,"
"If I wasn't dead-"
"See you then," I answered.
"I'd put you both into the ground myself!"
I turned around from the fireplace and let out an aggravated sigh.
"Shut it Gramps!"
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Got to love the Black family huh? So Harry has made it through his first task! Yay! Next chapter should have some drama to it so stay tuned!
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