A/N: Sorry this took sooo long to post! Between going to Wisconsin every weekend (That gives you a pretty good clue of where I live) sleeping, and sewing class (shuttup...my mother-creature signed me up) I haven't had much time. Sorry 'bout that! Anyway, I'll stop rambling and start actually writing! One more thing-I know this is short, but as soon as I post this thing I'll get to writing another chapter.

Harry kept going, using HERMIONE'S Four-Point Spell many many times. He wanted to make sure he was going the right way to get to the cup. In all reality he wasn't, but still he kept going. He wanted to beat Cedric so badly. He needed to beat Cedric. If he had that cup...more people would go out with him. Can you see it? Harry Potter, the boy who lived, the boy who defeated the Dark Lord on 3 separate occasions, unlike Krummy back there. He's going to get himself a lifetime in Azkaban. The guy he hired did his job, to put Krum under the Imperious Curse.He grinned, and almost ran straight into a sphinx.

Harry, who doesn't get out much, had only seen this thingy in his Monster Book of Monsters. How could something so pretty be a monster? It had the body of an over large-lion: great clawed paws and long yellowish tail ending in a brown tuft. Its head, however, was that of a woman. She turned her long, almond shaped eyes at Harry as he backed off. He raised his wand, ready to hit her with it, but she was pacing, and in no position to hurt Harry. He could stand there all day...just watching her. Then she spoke, in a deep, hoarse voice.

"You are somewhat close to your goal. The quickest way is past me."

What has she been smoking?? I want some, Harry thought. "So...will you move and let me get to your drug stash? What do you have, by the way?"

"Oh, some LSD, some Marijuana, a little of Bacardi Rum...someone came in and drank most of it...some cigs...why?"

"Can I have some?"

The lion sighed. She was not about to give up her precious drugs for a little boy like him. It's very hard to find a dealer that won't run away at the sight of you. "For your information, I won't let you pass now. I'll give you some of everything, more of one if you can answer my riddle in one guess. Your friend over there, it took him about 12 times. But, if you want the drugs too, you have to first give me a galleon and answer correctly. Got it?"

"Yup."

"Ok then, here it is." Ths sphinx sat down on her hind legs all cute like and recited:

"First think of the person who lives in disguise,
Who deals in secrets and tells naught but...um...never mind...
Next, tell me what's always the last thing to vend...er, mend,
The middle of end and end of the middle...oops...nevermind again.
And finally, give me the sound hardly...I mean, often heard
During the search for a, er...uh...hard-to-find word.
Now string them together, and this me answer...no, you tell me,
Which creature would you be willing...oops, unwilling to kiss?"

Harry gaped at her. "How'd you come up with that?"

She blinked at him, smiled a you-should-know smile, and told him "Sphinxriddles.com, of course." (A/N: It's not real, duh)

"Could I have that poem more slowly?" Harry asked.

"Nah, can't remember it."

"And all these things add up to a creature I wouldn't kiss?"

"Yes, and it better not be me."

"Damn. Well, that takes out most of my answers," Harry said without thinking. The sphinx glared at him.

"Heh...forget I said that, kay?" Harry thought about it, and was about to say "you," but he noticed a small spider on the wall. "Ooh! Spider!" Harry blasted it with his wand. It exploded into thousands of pieces. The sphinx, who was utterly horrified, managed to squeak out a small yes. "So...where are the drugs?" Harry asked.

"There, back there...take 'em and go," she pointed a shaking paw behind her.

"Thanks! You're a real pal, you know that?" Harry yelled, amazed that he got it right. He tossed her the galleon, and stuffed some drugs into his pockets, and continued to walk on.