As suggested by WhiteRabbit5:
Part Two
Harry stood at the door to the prefects bathroom for a good two minutes, baffled and a tad irritated with Cedric (though, really, it was his own fault for waiting so long to take his advice) when the door opened with a puff of steam and someone careened into his invisible body.
"What the-" a familiar voice rang out.
Harry remained silent.
"Harry?" Red hair and a completely surprised face.
"Ron?" He materialized, fully clothed but damp.
"What are you doing in the prefects bathroom?" he asked suspiciously, taking off the cloak.
"I was just taking a relaxing bath." Ron blushed a tiny bit. "What are you doing here?
"Well, Cedric said the password was Pine Fresh but I guess…. it changed…" Harry trailed off at the horrified look of his best friend.
"What is it?" He asked.
"Harry, mate, I really think you should go back to bed."
"What? Why? Cedric said taking a bath would help, I need to figure out my clue."
He looked down and realized he was no longer holding his golden egg.
"But I don't understand, Cedric said… he said it was Pine Fresh…" He looked up at his red-haired friend helplessly.
"Harry, Cedric's dead. We're sixth years, remember?" Ron looked frightened. His arms rigid.
"Oh. I guess I was a little confused… still dreaming, I guess." Harry felt his throat stinging and his cheeks growing warm. His head hurt.
"Yeah."
"Okay" He croaked, choking on the lump in his throat.
Ron had the decency to look aside.