-The Third Task, June 24-
Harry Potter huffed as he stood with the others, staring at a impossibly huge maze made of grass, and who knows what laid beyond in the maze, is to anybody's imaginations. He was only grateful that his husband, Charlie Calvin-Potter is safely staying at home in the North Pole, being 7 months along, and being with Carol, Harry's new mother, who is also four months pregnant with her and Scott's child. The ceremony in March was wonderful, and the elves actually had a real hangover, overindulging from the butterbeer that Harry bought along to Scott's amusement yet horror. Harry was told permanently: NO ordering butterbeer to the North Pole ever again!
He knew he had to get through this task quickly, as his husband is due in a month, thanks to the potions and magic's work on the twins, as normally mothers: mundane or magical, they have 9 months, but male carriers like Charlie has only 8 months. And he and Charlie was delighted to find out with Madam Pomfrey's help to discover that they are to have a son and a daughter; fraternal twins. Many names has favored the boys' minds and hearts, but they will know what to pick once they see their children for the first time in the flesh.
Harry blinked as a blast sounded, coming from the manager's wand, and as he took first place from the last two tasks, Harry ran off in a sprint, looking around in directions, and soon enough after taking a right and a left, he encountered a Hippogriff, and he shifted into his winged horse form, nickering in a attempt to communicate with the hippogriff as he bowed respectfully. The Hippogriff screeched in a nod, and moved aside to let Harry through, and disappearing into another direction as Harry shifted back to normal.
"At least he has some respect like the wolves back home.". Harry muttered. He then ran up ahead, then taking a left, confronting a creature called the Sphinx. "Young wizard, you may not pass until you answer a riddle from myself.". She replied indifferently.
Harry sighed heavily, and nodded, "Yes, ma'am. Please give the riddle.". She gave a raise of a eyebrow, and said, "I don't have lungs or a chest, but I need air; I am not alive, but I grow; I don't have a mouth, and I don't like water. What am I?". Harry blinked and bit his lips in thought as he paced back and forward for a few minutes, until Harry got it.
"Milady, my answer is Fire.". Harry answered quickly and politely. The Sphinx actually smiled, "You may pass, young wizard, well done.". She hustled to the side, letting Harry go through. Harry nodded with a smile, and sprinted forward, and grinned as he saw the trophy, and ran, grabbing it quickly in a hop, landing upon the ground, when he felt something tugging behind his belly button, and he then disappeared instantly.
He landed clumsily, losing the trophy into the ground, and finding himself in a creepy cemetery, and got tense, feeling something, no, someone's coming for him. He dodged a spell, and clicked his fingers, freezing a pudgy man, and he snorted, recognizing the man immediately from his faint memories. "Hello, Wormy, or should I say Peter?". Harry sneered as he came closer.
"Is that the voice of the boy I almost destroyed years ago?". sounded out a weak, taunting voice, and Harry narrowed his eyes, coming forward to see a cauldron, and inside it, is a disgusting, baby-man thing. Harry snarled loudly, "Voldemort.". He very much remembered the red eyes of the man who killed his parents, and exhaled a breath.
Merely 15 minutes later, Harry reappeared back with the Trophy, and a very alive Peter Pettigrew at his feet, glaring at the Headmaster and the Minister. "As I am Lord Potter and very much an adult in the eyes of the Wizarding World, I demand you give this disgusting man a trial immediately. I know he betrayed my parents, and not Sirius Black who's rightfully my godfather who has given his oath to protect me many years ago.". Harry then nodded to himself, and gave the Trophy to Cedric Diggory, "Here you go. I don't need this showpiece, just my family, and hopefully my godfather as well.".
He then walked to Scott, who smiled proudly with Bernard besides him. "You want me or Bernard to take you home?". Harry smirked, "Bernard, please take me home. Pops, can you make sure that traitor gets the trial, and let me know about Sirius, alright?".
Scott grinned widely, "Of course, son. You just go home to be with Charlie. I will be home in a while, maybe late for dinner.". Harry nodded and he, Bernard vanished in star sparkles while Scott glanced at everyone, "Well, shall we? You heard my son-in-law.".