AN: I've got nothing for this chapter folks.

BROMBROS: Unfortunately, there are going to chapters that some will think end in disappointment, it can't always be action action action, plus I didn't know how to end it so I did the best I could.

Moonreaper666: Yes, they shall them, but most probably later on, and that is a very good question. They probably would be crazy enough but then again I'm not bagging on their nationality.

Chapter 8 – The First Task (Part Two)

Clad in a dark blue and bronze sleeveless cloak, Harry slowly walked out of the champion's tent to a rocky type arena, with large boulders all around with the dragon's nest in the very middle of the arena.

'Time to give them a taste of my power' Harry thought as he began to feel the power from the sacrificial ritual beginning to fill his body with raw power.

"This is what this farce of a first task is? Facing an overgrown lizard that wouldn't even be fit to join the cabal of high daemons of Khorne himself!" Harry shouted as his voice began to take on a deeper and echoed tone.

'RRROOOAAARRR!'

Harry looked at the Hungarian Horntail with disdain as he was washed over with the dragon's breath from its roar.

"You honestly think because of my forced inclusion into this farce, that I will break in front of this lizard as if I were water on rocks?! The will of the dark gods is unbreakable! You all think that because of my age that I'll fail because of my magical education not being the same as my competition? I'll show you my education!"

Harry deftly rolled out of the way of the large tail spike that the now suddenly visible mother dragon whipped at him and chose to hide behind a large boulder to keep himself alive before he implemented the plan.

"What's the matter Potter? Scared of finally dying?" Malfoy laughed out from the stands as the surrounding students laughed along with him but received heated glares from the side supporting Harry.

Hermione, Luna and Neville watched as Harry dodged fire blast after fire blast, hiding behind rock after rock but he did not seem to be doing anything besides those two things.

"Luna, you know what he has planned, what he is waiting for?" Neville asked as they watched Harry dodge a much closer fire blast.

"They all think he is weak due to him being a fourth year, they have underestimated him severely and it begins now," Luna's eyes lit up with delight as the air around the arena suddenly grew heavy with a feeling of raw power.

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Just before Harry had entered the arena, the other champions entered the judge's box to watch the last of the champions compete and to watch how he would defeat his dragon.

As Harry was saying his piece, almost everyone in the crowd were silently whispering with their friend's as to what Harry was talking about but none more so than the other champions.

"Diggory, vhat exactly do you think Potter vas talking about?" Viktor's rough voice cut through Cedric's thoughts as he considered Viktor's words.

"That is certainly the question, isn't it? Sure Harry has always been a bit strange but that's due to his intelligence, he is always number one in his year level with also him being the most knowledgeable about magic in his year as well. This is the first time I've ever heard him speak about gods or demons, be they light or dark." Cedric's words had only abated the champions concerns somewhat as Fleur chose to ask Cedric about her thoughts.

"What exactly do you zink Monsieur Potter will do?" Fleur asked Cedric as they watched Harry dodge another fire blast. (AN1)

Cedric winced slightly as the next blast of fire looked a little too close to home but answered Fleur as best as he could.

"Well, as I said, Harry has always been smart; top student of his year and is very resourceful. He has friends in other houses so they've probably helped him but I can't honestly tell you what I think, we all had slight troubles with our dragons but Harry is a fourth year but with how he looking now, something is about to happen." Cedric told Fleur as honestly as he could as they continued to watch Harry move faster than the dragons fire could hit him.

"Vhat is Potter vaiting for?" Viktor asked openly as the other two noticed as what Viktor had seen.

When the blasts stopped, they noticed Harry begin to breathe slowly, as if taking his time with something and felt the air around them grow heavy and thick, as if something was about to happen.

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Down in the arena, Harry felt the last vestiges of the ritual dissipate as he opened himself up to the warp and the energies came rushing into his very being.

"Concentrate boy, feel the energies bend to your whim."

The words of his teacher kept his mind focussed on what he wanted to happen and when he gathered the energies around him, he shot his wand out towards the dragon and with a clap of thunder, barbed metal chains burst through the rock of the arena and began to wrap themselves around the legs of the dragon, releasing rivers of blood to drip to the ground with cries of pain being released from the beast.

"You think that I am weak and breakable, the will of Tzeentch shall prove you false!"

In the stands, nearly every single person watched in morbid fascination at seeing the most dangerous dragon on the planet subdued by the barbed chains that came from the ground but to their surprise, more was coming.

Harry was on the move as he took the moment of the distraction to summon several daemons and ordered them to distract the dragon even further, but not to kill it.

He watched as the daemons whirled away, cackling all the while and as he got into the position that gave the best view of the dragon and egg, he began his own ritual.

The crowd watched as the dragon tried to fight back against the chains by ripping them off with its teeth, only to cause itself more injuries and was stopped by the daemons, who kept its head moving from side to side, spitting fire at them to try to kill them.

In the span of half a minute, Harry's eyes turned a pure bright blue as he brought his hands close together as sparks of lightning began to crackle back and forth, bringing attention from the crowd onto the display.

The crowd watched as the sparks became fully formed arcs of lightning that began to arc around Harry's hand and as they watched him launch them into the sky, the sky above them turned dark with ink coloured clouds that rumbled with threatening tones.

As the clouds began to shadow over everyone, the rumbling came to a crescendo when the area became a deathly silent, the only thing that made noise was the dragon, who continued to try to end the threat of the horrors to its nest.

"What's going to happen Luna?" Hermione asked her friend as she slowly turned her head towards the heavens and with a small smile that graced her face, she replied to her friend.

"The beginning of the end."

Just as Luna replied to her Hermione, the clouds above started to rumble again, but this time, the rumbles had much more strength to them and with each rumble, the crowd in the arena could physically feel the stands shake slightly at power from above.

Luna clapped her hands and giggled like an eight-year-old girl looking at her favourite toy as her friend started the plan as he tied the dragon down with the chains of torment, summoned several horrors to distract it and brought down the fire of the sky.

Like an alpha lion accepting a challenge from a challenger, the dragon reared its head and let out a roar of anger at the puny meat bag that was irritating it.

The crowd watched as the dragon drew in a breath and with a strength only a dragon could manage, released a long plume of intense dragon fire towards the fourth champion.

The crowd watched as the dragon fire, which couldn't be dodged or blocked at the proximity at it was, streak towards the young champion and to the immense horror of the crowd, Harry's form seemed to disappear when a brighter, more pinkish fire sprung up from the ground and combated the fire of the dragon.

The crowd continued to watch as the new pink tinted fire combated the dragon fire but their attention was quickly diverted when the rumbling in the sky grew almost too much to bear, lightning began to shoot across the sky, arcing left to right, forward to behind, all across the sky the lightning streaked across the sky but after a few minutes they all gathered around a single spot.

Even the dragon's attention was distracted by the rumbling in the clouds, thus letting the dragon fire stop and as both fires died out, several individuals of the crowd noticed that the fourth champion was still standing tall, looking healthy but with a dangerous gleam in his eyes as they shone its icy glow.

You could almost hear the imaginary gladiatorial drum beat as the young mage raised his left arm with his palm outstretched and to the shock and horror to the majority of the crowd, the collected lightning gathered in his hand with small arcs shooting off his body, showing them that the power he held was nothing they had ever seen before.

"Your fate has been decided."

The crowd could barely hear what he said but they clearly understood its meaning when the air around them grew heavy and the young champion slowly walked until he was standing directly in front of the Hungarian Horntail.

As the lightning finished gathering in his left hand, Harry raised his right arm and with his fingers splayed out, let the full force of the power he held in his left-hand streak towards the dragon in several arcing bolts.

The crowd watched as Harry released the pent power in several arcs of blue, pink and purple lightning at the dragon and watched as the dragon screeched out in agonising pain as it felt the power of the sky combined with the ruinous power of the warp.

As each arc of warp lightning streaked towards the dragon, they hit it with enough force to it to its knees and with its head on the ground, all the while screeching in pain as the crowd watched as part of the dragon started to smoke then partly wither away, leaving the dragon breathing heavily as it tried to lift its wings, only to show that the leathery membrane was completely gone, scorched or burnt away it did not matter to them, only that the dragon was barely breathing, looked more dead than alive but still hanging on.

With slow, methodical breaths, Harry walked a slow pace towards where the dragon lay, wheezing in pain with every breath and barely moved when Harry walked in front of its snout.

The crowd watched as Harry calmly placed his hand upon the dragon snout and thought that he was possibly apologizing for what he had done but was proved wrong when his hand glowed a bright purple and the entirety of the dragon became alight in the bright glare of the fire.

For several moments, the crowd watched as the fire began to die down to reveal nothing but the empty space that the dragon had just recently occupied and a few piles of ashes where the dragon wings used to be.

After turning away from the now empty space, Harry began to walk towards the middle of the arena where the golden egg lay and with a small smile, picked it up with a slight narrowing of his eyes but shrugged his shoulders at it.

Harry calmly walked over the jagged rocks and when he stopped in front of the golden egg, he picked it up with a small smirk, turned towards the judge's box, and gave them a mocking bow.

"Task complete."

"W-w-well, t-t-that was certainly a…interesting success…n-n-now for the s-s-scores?" the stutters in Bagman's voice could easily be heard as the faces of the judges were still stuck in with jaws wide open.

"Judges?"

The prompting from Bagman shook them out of their stupor as they began to give Harry their scores.

Madame Maxine held her wand up and out from her wand came an elegantly styled zero.

Karkaroff snapped his wand up and shot out a red one, which in turn made some of the crowd boo at his decision.

Dumbledore held his wand up and shot out a one as well with narrowed eyes at Harry, to which Harry responded with a grin that could be described as slightly insane.

In the end, both Bagman and Crouch gave Harry a 3 each, putting Harry last behind Fleur, Cedric, and Viktor.

At the end of the judge's scores, Harry turned away from the judge's box and just before he re-entered the champion's tent, he banished the still cackling horrors back to the warp and then he disappeared into the tent.

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When Harry entered the tent, he immediately collapsed onto the bed in his designated area with a quiet 'oomph'.

While he was lying face first on the bed, Madam Pomfrey interrupted his thoughts with a request.

"Mr Potter if you'd be so kind as to roll over so I can examine you for any injuries please?"

With a slight groan of exhaustion, he rolled over to let Pomfrey work her magic when his friends, including those from the other houses, entered the tent to congratulate him but stopped suddenly when Harry felt blood dripping from his nose.

"Well Mr Potter it seems you're completely healthy besides your blood nose, just put some cloth on it and it should go away soon, also a lowering in magical power but that can be attributed to what your display out there in the arena, but by my estimates you're healthy and you don't need a stay in my hospital wing."

"You managed to do it, Harry, I daresay you managed to get top spot with that performance," Luna said as she hugged him to convey her happiness at his success.

"Have you ever doubted me, my dear Luna?" Harry asked and got a smiling negative in return.

"Thank you Madame Pomfrey" Harry smiled at the nurse and after she exited the tent, he groaned and collapsed back onto the bed with a piece of cloth covering his nose.

"I have never used that much power before and I am exhausted from it."

"You'll need that cheery disposition of yours in the next task, the others and the public will be clamouring for something to be done about you since you killed the dragon" Daphne smirked at her friend's condition but still sent across her slight worry for him.

After letting Harry recover his strength for a few minutes, he decided that it was time to go back up to the castle with his friends in tow when people started to whisper at him, point at him and send glares over at him.

"So because I defended myself against a giant lizard, they believe that I did the wrong thing?" Harry stated with a face of small rage after the thirty-eighth person glared at him as if he were their hated enemy.

"Well do remember brother, the populace will believe anything they read in the newspaper and believe something completely different when they see something that contradicts it right in front of them, only those with logic would know better" Neville said with a small sneer as one of the Gryffindors that came from the anti-Harry camp spat an insult at them.

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Inside the castle, a single professor was watching the grounds outside, looking for a single student but when they found him, their face scrunched up with an angry sneer.

'The power that you showed belongs solely to my master, and when you meet him, you shall know the error of attempting to go above your station and struck down for the betterment of all wizard kind'

Now that Harry has shown the three schools what he can do, will the students try to make amends and attempt to get to know him? Or will they act as they have done and continue to shun him and believe him to be a liar and cheater? Why did Dumbledore give Harry a low score with narrowed eyes? Does he know what Harry wields? Find out next time on The Affliction!

AN1: I apologize if the French is not that good, I cannot do a French accent even with writing, I suck at it, so again I apologize for it and I will try to make it believable in future chaps.

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