Harry finally decided to shelve his pride and take Cedric's advice.
The trip to the prefect's bathroom was uneventful thanks to the Map and his cloak, and Harry's toes were getting quite cold, so a warm bath was really appealing to him at that moment.
Glancing down at his golden clue, Harry shivered. The egg was heavy in his conscience as well as his arms.
He muttered "Pine Fresh."
Nothing happened.
After all that time, did he really think they wouldn't change the password?
He stood awkwardly.
A/N: Just a thought.