Act 1 Scene 9

Snape: The Hogwarts Champions shall now enter the champions' tent in preparation for the first task.

Harry: Man, I can't believe I gotta skip lunch period for this stupid task.

Harry facepalmed. "Really? That's all I have to say?"

Hermione: Okay Harry, today's the day, the day you fight the dragon. Now, did you read those notes that I wrote for you on dragons?

"Heck no."

Another wack from the "Superior Potter"

Harry: No.

Hermione: What, why not?

"They were probably super boring."

Harry: Are you kidding me, they were so boring.

Hermione: So you didn't read them, you didn't prepare at all, you're not prepared at all?

Harry: Well no, but at least I have my wand…um, I brought my-

"How did you forget you wand Harry James Potter!" A very angry mum shrieked. "You are to never misplace or forget or leave your wand anywhere! Not. Even. In. The. Loo." She hissed.

"Yes mum," Harry mumbled

Hermione: Here.

Harry: Hey. -nose tap- You're the best.

Hermione glared at the boy.

"Hey Hermione let's not scare Harry into thinking you're more terrifying than me, ok?" Tom teased.

She turned and rolled her eyes at him.

"And Hermione?" She walked over to him and leaned forward. "You –nose tap- are the best."

"Bloody hell, he's asking for a Wizard War 3," Ron. "Mental he is!"

Hermione just slapped him in the face and stormed off.

Harry and Ron snickered at the very dejavu moment they shared with Malfoy.

Hermione: Harry, just please don't die today. I don't wanna see my best friend get eaten by a dragon.

Harry: Hey, just relax, okay, save the tears for my funeral.

Ginny and Lily and pretty much everyone else in the room glared at Harry.

Cedric: So tell me more about this Pigfarts, I find it to be very interesting.

"Oh God, we're back to the 'find' jokes."

Draco: Well, while you're there you have to wear your spacesuit at all times because there's no atmosphere on Mars. So, if a single docking bay door opens, you'll probably die.

Cedric: My, how dreadful.

Draco: Well, the good news is, if you're a good enough student, Rumbleroar lets you ride around on his back.

"Must be awkward for Rumbleroar."

Cedric: And he's the Headmaster Lion?

Draco: Who can talk.

Cedric: Oh, well hello, Harry, how are you feeling today?

Harry: Hey Cedric, trying to stay positive.

"It's so obvious you don't like him." Ron said.

Cedric: Well good, I'm a fine day myself. Miss Granger.

Hermione: Hello.

Cho: Sugar Pie!

Cedric: My darling. Was that a kiss for good luck?

Cho: No, that was being so cotton-picking cute! This one's for good luck.

Harry: I hate that guy.

Harry rolled his eyes

Hermione: It's okay Harry, you're gonna be great.

Dumbledore: Hello-AH! God Granger, I thought you were a boggart. I'm terrified of those things.

"That's the point."

And what the hell are you doing in the champions' tent, get out of here. Ten more points!

Harry: Thanks Hermione!

"They say that a lot."

Dumbledore: Are you kids ready to fight a dragon?

"They're just children," Snape grumbled.

Of course not, you're just children. What the hell I'm thinking?

"I would like to know that too."

"Hey Harry," Ginny said. He looked at her smiling. "Shut up," she said a tad too sweetly.

Outside of this tent are thousands upon thousands of screaming fans. They'll either be cheering for you or the dragon, but either way they're gonna be making some kind of noise.

"Who would cheer for the dragon?"

"Me."

"Shut up Malfoy."

So, in order for the selection process to be fair, I am going to randomly select a card-board cut-out sized version of the dragon you will competing. For you Cedric, Puff the Magic Dragon. Figment the Imaginary Dragon –hands to Cho-, The Reluctant Dragon –hands to Draco-, and for you Potter, the Hungarian Horntail, the most terrifying thing you've ever seen your whole life!

"That is so unfair. They get the cutest, weakest dragons ever and you get that?"

"Yup that's how my life goes!"

If there are no more complaints than I'll-

Harry: Wait, wait, hold on a second! This is terrifying; those are the cutest things I've ever seen.

Dumbledore: -gestures to Pigment the Imaginary Dragon- This thing is horrifying, just use your imagination. Disapparate!

Ron: My god, this competition's gonna suck all these dragons are wimps. Accio Double-Stuff. Look at that one-OH MY GOD, MONSTER! Is that yours?

"No," Harry said sarcastically.

Harry: Yeah.

Ron: Oh my god, it's awesome can I hold it? -takes dragon- Oh my god, this thing is terrifying; I hope the real thing is smaller. Argh! Ferocious, what are you gonna do?

Harry: I don't know, I'm not cut out for this-

Hermione: Ron, Ron you can't be in here, this is the champions' tent!

Snape: Miss Granger, what the devil are you doing in the champions' tent? Ten points from Gryffindor.

Ron: Ugh.

Harry: Thanks Hermione.

Ron: Thanks Hermione.

Ron: Hey, good luck buddy. Bye Snape.

Snape: Bye.

"Since when have I been on friendly terms with Snape?"

Snape just rolled his eyes.

Cedric Diggory, now is your chance to face your dragon.

Cedric: Alright fellas, wish me luck.

Cho: I believe in you.

Cedric: That's all I needed to hear.

"They are way too…mushy."

"I hear ya."

Harry: Malfoy, tell you what, I'll let you switch dragons with me. I'll give you the chance to switch dragons with me; I'll give you that opportunity.

"Psh, like I'd trade with you." Malfoy scoffed.

Tell you what, don't worry about it.

Malfoy: Um, let think about…no.

Harry: Come on, I'll give you my Gushers.

Malfoy: Oh no, no, I have a Fruit by the Foot, I don't want Gushers.

Snape: Cho Chang, your dragon a waits.

Cho: Well, I can't imagine this would be very hard.

Snape: Then I imagine it won't be.

Harry: Come on, tell you what, I'll throw in my Teddy Grams with the Gushers, you can make little Gusher-Teddy Gram sandwiches.

Draco: Alright, you throw in that pack of Bugles and you got yourself a deal.

"I can't believe I gave in that easily! Over snacks!"

Harry: Absolutely not.

"WHAT!? Are you freaking kidding me? I would have totally traded!"

"HA!" Draco snorted in triumph

Snape: Draco Malfoy…

Harry: Professor Snape, is there any way that I can, I don't know, forfeit or switch dragons or even just take the day off?

"I wish."

What are you doing?

Snape: I'm protecting you Potter. Welsh Green Backs can't stand the taste of Heintz tomato ketchup.

"They can't?"

Harry: But I'm not fighting a Welsh Green Back, I'm fighting a Hungarian Horntail.

Snape: Oh, well silly me, Heintz tomato ketchup is what Hungarian Horntails love best of all.

"Oh, come on!"

There you go Potter.

Harry: What?

Dumbledore: And now Harry Potter will fight the terrifying Hungarian Horntail, the most terrifying thing you'll ever see your whole life. It should be noted that this particular dragon has not been fed in two weeks.

Hermione: Come on Harry.

Ron: Harry! Woo!

Harry: AHHH! –everyone screams as dragon bites Harry- Oh my god, uh, uh, uh, Accio Guitar! (singing)

"I'm going to sing to it?"

Hey Dragon, you don't gotta do this. Let's reevaluate our options, throw away our old presumptions 'cause really you don't gotta go through with this. I'm really not that special, the Boy-Who-Lived is only flesh and bone.

Harry stared at the screen like it was giving birth to baby hippos

The truth is in the end, I'm pretty useless without friends; in fact I'm alone. I spend my time at school trying to be this cool guy I never even asked for. I don't know any spells, still manage to do well, but there's only so long that can last for. I'm living off the glory of a stupid children's story that I had nothing to do with. I just sat there and got lucky

So level with me buddy, I can't defeat thee, so please don't eat me. All I can do is sing this song for you, la-la-la-la-la!

Dragon: La-la-la-la-la!

Harry: La-la-la-la-la!

Dragon: La-la-la-la-la!

Harry: La-la-la-la-la!

Dragon: La-la-la-la-la!

Both: La-la-la-la-la!

Harry: You never asked to be a dragon. I never asked to be a champion!

"Then why did you enter?" Draco asked almost sarcastically, but he never got an answer for Harry was stuck staring at the screen like it was, and I repeat, giving birth to a bunch of baby hippos

We both just jumped on this bandwagon, when all we need is guitar jammin'.

Harry: So la-la-la-la-la!

Dragon: La-la-la-la-la!

Harry: La-la-la-la-la!

Dragon: La-la-la-la-la…

Harry: Goodnight Dragon. 1-2-3 I beat the dragon!

"That's seriously how I beat the dragon? What happened to the almost dying part!" Harry said suddenly after snapping out of his trance

Ron: Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

"And the moral support!"

"NEXT SCENE!" Ron yelled obviously trying to avoid the topic.

"Im going to the restroom," Draco mumbled. Only he knew he was just worried about the pretty Muggleborn blowing steam in her room.

Ok guys! So there will def be more like 5 more .Yay fun. Ha. (Feel the sarcasm in my voice?) I want to get to Act 2 by the end of the day! I need the moral support cause this is bloody brain racketing stuff right here! So read and review! PLEASE!

Oh ya. And about Ginny being preggy? I was totally kidding. don't kill me with an army of rabid marshmallows. Please. But I do have a very welcoming and good surprise (sorta) for all of you folk! And I think it's coming next chapter! I'll have to check on that! Wow! Wowee! Awkward! …don't know my own story well… oh well.

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