The night of the first task Viktor was completely unable to sleep. He laid his head on his pillow as the sun set and sat staring at the ceiling for the rest of the night. He closed his eyes for a minute and suddenly a vision of a massive dragon that would swoop down and devour him assaulted his mind.
As the sun rose he got up and walked down the hall to the common room. No one else was there, as he had expected. He lay back on one of the large chairs and re-read the instruction on how to perform the Conjunctivitis Curse. Soon the room began to fill up and Viktor began to feel that the room had become far to crowded. He got up and walked outside looking at the pristine surface of the lake.
Viktor was standing out there alone for about two hours before Vlad came up and tapped him on the shoulder. "Karkaroff wants to see you," was all Vlad said and Viktor was relieved, he really didn't want to talk about the task ahead.
He entered Karkaroff's cabin. Karkaroff was sitting was with his back to Viktor, Viktor cleared his throat to get Karkaroff's attention. "Viktor," he said without turning around, "the champions will be performing later tonight and I trust that you will be prepared."
"I am," Viktor stated and turned to walk out of the room.
"So how will you get past the dragon?" Karkaroff questioned stopping Viktor in his tracks.
"I have a plan," Viktor stated briskly and exited the cabin. He began to walk about but was not sure where he was going. He soon found himself back in the Hogwarts library. Hermione wasn't there and Viktor was relieved, he didn't need anymore stress.
In what seemed like seconds his fan group had found him and was talked hurriedly and loudly. He slouched out of the room and headed back to the ship, he wanted to talk to Vlad. He had barely walked through the door when Karkaroff stopped him. "You have to meet with Mr. Bagman," Karkaroff stated and lead him to an area near the forest where a tent had been erected.
Viktor walked in before Karkaroff could try to give him any advice about the task. The tent was empty except for Mr. Bagman who was rocking on the balls of his feet like a child waiting impatiently to tell everyone a very important secret. "Ah, Mr. Krum," Bagman said bounding up to Viktor, "I see you're the first one here. Not to nervous I hope."
Viktor grunted and slouched over to a dark corner, he felt that if he spoke he might throw up. Fleur was the next person to enter the tent. She looked as if she hadn't slept or eaten in the past week. After her came Cedric who looked a bit jumpy and began to pace the floor seconds after he entered the tent. Last of all was Harry, Viktor pitied him, he couldn't imagine what it would be like to compete in this competition at fourteen.
Bagman greeted Harry happily and soon addressed the group. "Well, now we're all here-time to fill you in!" he said joyously. "When the audience has assembled, I'm going to be offering each of your this bag"-he held up a small sack of purple silk and shook it at them-"from which you will each select a small model of the thing you are about to face. There are different-er-varities, you see. And I have to tell you something else too…ah yes…your task is to collect the golden egg!"
Cedric, who gave a small nod, was the only one who really reacted to Bagman's words. Within moments the thunder of thousands of feet could be heard from outside of the tent. Bagman brought forth the small bag he had shown them earlier. "Ladies first," he stated and Fleur pulled out a small figure of a green, smooth scaled dragon with a tiny piece of paper wrapped around its neck. Viktor was the next to pick. He pulled out a small red dragon with a fringe around its face and the number three tied around its neck. After him was Cedric and then Harry, but Viktor didn't notice.
"Well, there you are!" Bagman said in his usually happy tone. "You have each pulled out the dragon you will face, and the numbers refer to the order in which you are to take on the dragons, do you see. Now, I'm going to leave you in a moment, because I'm commentating. Mr. Diggory, you're first, just go out into the enclosure when you hear a whistle, all right?" Bagman said more but Viktor was no longer paying attention he was instead looking down at the tiny dragon his hand.
A/N: Good Golly it's taken me a long ass time to update this freakin' story. Well, after my writer's block went away I had so much homework. AnywaysI might not be able to update for a while, but you never know. T.T.F.N.
