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The following days after the first task were relatively enjoyable for both Potter's. Now that they had each faced a dragon and lived to tell the tale they felt on top of the world. Of course that feeling was somewhat squashed when they had no idea what the clue inside of the egg was supposed to be.

When they had got back to their room inside the castle they both opened their eggs simultaneously. That proved to be a bad decision when both eggs started to release a scream so horrendous that they both had to shut their eggs.

"What the hell was that all about?" Harry asked. He could swear his ear was bleeding.

"I couldn't tell you in the slightest," Rose responded.

"Must be some kind of trick to it I reckon," Harry assumed.

"They did say it was a secret so… yeah."

"Whatever it is we have plenty of time to figure it out," Harry said not wanting to ruin his feeling of accomplishment.

"Yeah," Rose agreed. "There's always tomorrow."

Apart from the mystery of the golden egg there were also the fans. Whenever the two of them would walk around the castle or grounds they were usually hounded by groups of excited Hogwarts students wanting to get pictures or autographs.

Needless to say they both found it quite annoying, and dodging fans became somewhat of a routine for the two. On one such occasion their escape led them to a small hut located near the edge of the castles forest.

The door opened and a man tall enough to rival a Big Daddy or a brute splicer emerged from the hut. "'Ello there!" he happily greeted them.

"Um… hello," Harry awkwardly greeted back.

"Wha' brings you two down 'ere?" he asked.

"We were just um, trying to get away from some fans," Rose informed.

"Well if yeh want yeh can come in, got some tea brewin' an all."

The two hesitated for a moment, but quickly changed their minds when they heard someone shout: "I think they went this way."

Upon entering the hut both were greeted by a large bloodhound wagging his tail in excitement and drooling heavily from his jowls. "Tha's jus' Fang," the man said as he pulled up seat for the two of them. "An' I'm Rubeus Hagrid. 'Course yeh can jus' call me Hagrid."

"Well thank you for letting us in Hagrid," Harry said as Hagrid handed them both cups of tea.

"Ah don't mention it," Hagrid told him. "I saw both o' yehs in the firs' task," Hagrid told them as they sipped their tea. "Mighty fine work out there."

"Yeah, I think I saw you in the stands," Rose said recalling her time in the arena.

"Kind o' hard to miss me eh?" Hagrid joked. "Yeh did great against the Ridgeback. Had one o' em meself."

Harry almost spit out his tea. "You actually had a dragon?"

"Well… yeah for one year," Hagrid admitted. "Named the little tyke Norbert."

"Norbert?" Harry and Rose both asked with confusion.

"Thought it was a good name for 'em. So how're yeh likin' Hogwarts?"

"Well it's a lot bigger than what we're used to," Harry told him.

"The castle itself is beautiful and so is the lake," Rose added.

"But I think we both like our school better," Harry told Hagrid.

"Oh," Hagrid said. "Well if tha's the case," Hagrid got up and went to his table and picked up a book of some kind.

"What's that?" Harry asked as Hagrid handed the book to him.

"Jus' a lil' scrapbook is all. Has pictures o' your parents in there."

"Really?!" they both asked in excitement.

"Figure you lot might wan' it," Hagrid said smiling from under his black shaggy beard.

"You'll let us keep it?"

"O' 'course," Hagrid happily told them. "Had it for a while now an' it was jus' takin' up space. 'Sides yeh're parents would 'ave wanted yeh to get it."

The two of them thanked Hagrid for the gift and the tea and promised that they would visit him again at a later date.

Speaking of dates.

"Ah Mr. and Miss. Potter," McGonagall caught them as they were leaving the library. They had been trying, and failing to crack the secret of the egg. "I'm glad I found the both of you as this concerns you two."

"What is it Professor?" Harry asked.

"I was sent to inform the two of you of the Yule Ball," McGonagall told them. She noticed their confused reactions and asked: "You do know you are both attended to attend with dates?"

"We have to dance with someone?" Harry asked feeling suddenly nervous. He had no idea how to dance and he was pretty sure Rose didn't either.

"It is tradition," McGonagall told him in a very Tenenbaumish manner. "As well as formal clothing." At least now they knew why the Lutece's gave them those fancy clothes. "If I were the two of you I would suggest you try and find a partner. Good quality dates are rare to come by."

The pair of them let out a collective groan. Why couldn't their lives just be normal for once?

Harry decided that he would rather go another round with the dragon, or even stand toe to toe with a Big Daddy than ask a girl to go to a ball with him.

For one, excluding Hermione, he didn't know any of the girls at this school. He would have asked her but he saw her say yes to Krum one day while he and Rose were in the library.

Two, every girl in Hogwarts seemed to travel in pack around the school. It was hard enough to just try and ask one, but in front of her friends? That was going to be impossible.

And lastly, some of the girls seemed to be his biggest fans. He was already uncomfortable with the whole being famous thing and bring a huge fan would just feel more awkward than it already was.

"They should just make finding a date the second task," Harry complained as he and Rose walked back from the library after another failed attempt to find anything on the eggs.

"Girl trouble really has you done hasn't it?" Rose asked.

"Well what about you?" Harry asked.

"What about me?"

"You still have to find a partner."

"I have one," Rose told him.

"You- wait. What?"

"I have a partner," Rose told him again.

"Wha- who?" Harry asked.

"He's a boy in Gryffindor," Rose said. "His name is Neville he's really shy though."

"How do you know him? How did he ask you?"

"I know him through Hermione," she said. "He actually asked her but when she said she had a date I asked him."

"Just like that?" Harry asked surprised he was just finding this out now.

"It wasn't really that hard," she casually replied.

"Speak for yours-,"

"Oof!"

He had been so distracted that he didn't even realize that he had bumped into a blonde haired girl with radishes for earrings.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Harry apologized as he lent a hand to help the girl up.

"It's okay," she replied in a dream like voice seemingly unfazed as she picked up a pair of glasses she had dropped. "It must have been the nargles in your head."

"The what in my head?" Harry asked utterly confused.

"Nargles," she repeated. "They're invisible creatures that fly around and make your brain go fuzzy."

Harry and Rose just stared at her.

"I'm Luna Lovegood." She extended both her hands for them to shake. "You two aren't from around her are you?"

"That's putting it mildly," Harry answered. "I'm Harry and this is Rose." Instead of squealing or fangirling Luna just smiled in a dreamy way. No real sign of recognition.

"Those are nice earrings you have," Rose told her, even though Harry knew she was just saying to be kind.

"If you like them," she reached into her bag and pulled out another pair. "You can have these."

"Erm…," Rose trailed.

"Go on take them," Harry teased. "They would look good on you." Rose narrowed her gaze on him but took the earrings anyways.

"Are the both of you alright?" Luna asked. "You almost look homesick."

"We just want to get this competition over is all," Harry admitted.

"This whole ball thing isn't making it any easier on him," Rose added much to Harry's embarrassment.

Luna nodded. "A lot of the girls in my house are talking about it. It quite a change from the usually study habits."

"Do you have a date?" Rose asked.

"No. I would need a date because I'm a year younger than the age requirement."

"Really?" Rose asked. Suddenly Harry was regretting guilting her into taking the earrings. "Harry she seems like a nice girl." Oh no. "Why don't you ask her?"

"Well. Er. Um…" Harry sputtered. Rose wore a teasing smile while Luna rocked back and forth on her feet. "I guess if you want… I could… take you."

"Hm?" Luna asked turning her attention to him. "Sorry I listening."

"*Sigh* If you want… I could take you to the ball."

Luna tilted her head to the side. "Okay."

"R-really?" Harry asked.

"No one has asked me to go with them to a ball before," Luna said. "Then again I've never been to a place where balls are thrown."

"…Right," Harry said.

"I'll see you at the ball then," Luna said as she put her bizarre glasses on. "Or maybe sooner if I run into you again."

"Well she's unique," Rose said.