Harry had woken some time ago but was taking his time getting dressed and ready. Daphne merely sat and scowled at being made to wait so long. Her waiting like some commoner. Harry was thinking about whether he made the right decision by taking Daphne along. He might not have known her parents, but he only knew one other Greengrass. He suppressed a shudder as he remembered that day.

-FLASHBACK-

Harry hated these portkey things. It was only his second time using them, but he definitely hated them. Landing with an audible pop he crashed to the floor. Getting up he looked around the room seeing only two other people, the first being Goldaxe. The second was a tall pale woman with almost silver like hair. Her eyes were also a vibrant amber that almost seemed to glow. This woman gave off a feeling that she was one person you didn't mess with. She also looked like a woman who got things done, done fast and efficiently.

Seeing the young boy finally head for his seat the sole goblin spoke.

"Ah how nice of you to stop littering my floor Mr. Potter."

"Piss off Goldaxe. I swear you make them this way on purpose."

"Excuse me" the woman spoke

"Ah yes my apologies Mrs. Greengrass. Mr. Potter please meet Mrs. Greengrass. She is in charge of the largest shipping magnates in the world. All thing imported and exported through England goes through her company's hands first." Goldaxe amended

"Hello Mrs. Greengrass, nice to meet you." Harry spoke

For several moments Mrs. Greengrass just stared at Harry. Her amber eyes glinting, almost glowing. Silence reigned around the room when Mrs. Greengrass stood up walked over to Harry. Bending down to look him in the eye she shook his hand saying, "Pleasure to meet you Mr. Potter. I hope we can continue to make profits together."

Only Harry seemed to take note of the smile she wore. It was one he thought wouldn't look out of place on a snake or fox. The next 3 hours followed with a much-needed explanation, a slight interrogation, and some arguing and negotiations. Turned out his family owned some farms or something and were a supplier to the Greengrass businesses. Harry couldn't wait to leave. This woman kept staring at him as a lion would their next meal.

-END FLASHBACK-

Finally dressed the two of them left the hotel in search of some place to eat. After several minutes Harry found a taco stand.

"Oi ever have tacos before?" he asked turning towards Daphne.

"Tacos? No I can't say that I have."

"You've never had tacos? What kind of depraved miserable life have you been living. No tacos. Everybody loves tacos." By the end he was mostly talking to himself.

"What's so great about them anyway?"

With a look of pure shock at such a question, "Everything Daph, everything. Tacos are the 8th wonder of the world."

With the conversation over Harry ordered plenty of tacos for the two of them. Heading back to the hotel Harry had the biggest smile. He loved tacos. He was quite sure Daphne would love them as well. He figured it was practically guaranteed. Daphne on the other hand was quite nervous and skeptical about these tacos. Surely no food could be as amazing as potter was describing.

Sitting on the beds across from each other back in the hotel Harry served up the tacos. Daphne idly noted how odd it was to be sharing a room with Harry Potter, eating dinner with him while also being a world away from her unknowing family. She also noticed how hungry she was and promptly all thoughts not related to the food in front of her were promptly dismissed. Despite how odd she thought tacos look she had to admit they smelled particularly good. Taking her first bite was and experience for her. Everything completely faded from her mind. It was only her and the taco. She was lost amongst this strange accumulation of new tastes. Each one amazing and unique. Each making her feel and taste things she never knew existed. Immediately the taste of savory beef assaulted her tongue. Following was the tangy mix of bell peppers, onions, and tomatoes. The bitter sting of salt and lime juice. The starchy corn tortilla. Swallowing her first bite of newfound heaven she greedily took another.

As she went for her third bite, she discovered a new taste. The burning bite of chili sauce. Only slightly panicking she turned to potter.

"Why does my mouth sting? What did you do to these tacos?" She asked a scowl marring her face.

Harry was most unimpressed by her scowl but that might have been due to the rapid reddening of her pale skin due to the effects of the chili sauce. He thought it was rather funny. He was also saddened again by how bleak a life she must have lived to have never had any spicy food.

"I didn't do anything, that's how it's supposed to taste. It's called chili sauce, it makes things spicy."

That answer was satisfactory enough for her. For some reason she could not explain she liked the taste of the spicy sauce including the stinging after. With a newfound enjoyment for the taste, she ravenously dug back into her stack of tacos. Harry simply watched in shock. He was focused on committing it all to memory, ever last detail. He figured this was the most unreserved her had ever seen her. She a practical princess in his book and yet her she is literally stuffing her mouth full of tacos. Harry idly wondered how she could still breath properly.

After seeing her not slow down Harry quickly dug into his pile lest she finish hers and come looking for his. Sitting the on the beds after both had eaten Daphne broke the silence between them.

"Thanks potter, tacos are rather wonderful."

"Hmm, told you everyone loves tacos." He responded a rather smug grin making itself shown.

Tilting her nose up at him she snapped 'Yes well don't let it go to your head potter, you're still a brute after all."

Harry merely continued to ebb this miasma of smugness as he grinned at her.

"I'm serious potter you are nothing but a brute. I won't have your ego inflating because of this." she said icily

"But of course, princess. I'm merely a savage in the presence of a goddess." He in an exaggerated tone. He noticed Daphne became slightly flustered and her face blush for a different reason than chili sauce this time. She also tilted her nose up further and turn away from him slightly.

"Exactly you should be worshipping the very ground I walk upon. A brute such as yourself should be praising the fact that I'm even gracing you with my presence currently." Daphne spoke with false confidence as her faced burned hotter with each passing second.

"Of course, but I'm afraid I'll have to opt for starting tomorrow as I'm rather content and relaxed right now. That being said we should head to bed. We have a whole island to explore. Goodnight mistress." The last being said in a teasing manner. As Harry rolled over in his bed, he completely missed Daphne staring at him mouthing gaping like a fish as she struggles with speech. Her face was practically glowing from embarrassment. She can't believe he could just so brazenly call her that. Mistress. Her, as his mistress, no that could never be. Potter was a simple minded brute and she was practically a princess amongst her family. Shaking off her shock and embarrassment she headed into the bathroom for a shower.


Back at Hogwarts everything was seemingly normal except for one particular witch who was rushing through the halls quite frantically. She sprinted through the hallways headed for her head of house. She didn't any other option at this point. Upon reaching her destination she threw open the door calling for her head of house.

"Professor Snape, Daphne is missing!" the witch yelled in worry and panic.

"Miss Davis. I kindly ask that you refrain from slamming my door open in the future. Now what is this about Miss. Greengrass being missing?"

"Daphne is missing. I haven't seen her since the morning of the first task. That was two days ago. I've asked around and nobody has seen her." Tracey said

"Hmm thank you for notifying me. I shall take this to the headmaster immediately." With that Professor Snape stood up and briskly made his way towards the headmaster's office.

During his walk Snape thought of the many reasons why Miss. Greengrass could be missing. Never in a million years would he even think of the actual answer. Upon reaching the door he sharply knocked waiting for permission to enter. As soon as he stepped foot into the office he spoke.

"Headmaster, a student has been reported missing. One of my Slytherins, Miss. Daphne Greengrass."

"I see." was the headmasters only reply. He merely pulled out his wand and pointed it at his throat and spoke.

"Would all students and staff please report to the Great Hall. All staff and students please report to the Great Hall."

Cancelling the spell, he turned towards Professor Snape. "Come, Severus we have a student to find."

Both men arrived at the entrance to the great hall to find what seemed like the entire school, which was what they were hoping for. Dumbledore called all the Heads of House over and asked them to take a full attendance of the students in their house. With the teachers off to their tasks Dumbledore merely sat in his chair watching the entire hall.

15 minutes later all the heads of house returned and reported to the headmaster.

"All Ravenclaw students accounted for."

"Hufflepuff is all here headmaster."

"Miss Greengrass is indeed missing headmaster."

All eyes turn towards Professor McGonagall.

"What about Gryffindor Minerva?" Dumbledore asked

"Mr. Potter is missing."

"Excuse me Minerva?"

"I said Mr. Potter is also missing. Apparently, nobody has seen him since the first task." She clarified