Saturday: Tournament Day. The most looked forward to day of the entire month except for Halloween maybe.

I was in the stands with Ron waiting for Hermione to get back. She had gone up to the Champions tent to give Harry our final words of encouragement.

The twins were walking around the stands collecting bets on who would win. Hermione protested this but, like always, the twins ignored her complaining.

Neville and Dean came and sat next me. They were both shirtless and painted the colors of Gryffindor.

"Kind of obvious who you want to win huh?" I asked.

"Nothing personal against Diggory it's just that Harry's younger and his chances of dying are more likely," Neville said.

"And the fact that he's your friend never came into this equation?" asked Hermione who had just returned.

"Well of course it did. You'd only cover yourself in paint and walk around outside with no shirt on when it's 40 degrees outside for your friend," Dean said shivering.

"Take it like man Thomas," Neville said taking in a deep breath.

Dumbledore stepped out of the tent and onto the platform in front of him.

"For the first task each champion will have to face a dragon," Dumbledore announced. Everyone gasped. "They do not have to fight or slay the dragon. They merely have to retrieve the egg that it is guarding. The egg contains the clue to their next task. First we have our own Cedric Diggory," Dumbledore said.

The crowd roared and I turned to Hermione.

"So they wouldn't just unleash untamed dragon against a bunch of teenagers without taking some safety precautions would they?" I asked worried.

"Of course they did! They're not stupid! They've chained them down. That way they can't get up and attack the students in the stands," she said. "As for the champions. . . They're on their own. Lucky for Harry he's been practicing his summoning charm. Hopefully, I mean he'll get his Firebolt and that'll save his skin."

I turned back to the task at hand and watched as Cedric dodged each and everything the dragon sent at him. He tumbled and rolled and jumped dodged and finally rolled under the dragon retrieving the egg. No magic at all.

Everyone cheered as they took the dragon off the field.

*Show off!*

HARRY'S TASK

Finally it was Harry's turn. There was more of a hush over the crowd as they pulled this dragon onto the field. It was the biggest, meanest, one. It nearly killed on of the trainers chaining it down. Suddenly I felt sick to my stomach.

"Hannah. . . you okay? You look. . . pale," Hermione said.

"You know what... I think I'm gonna go sit with Dumbledore. You can see better from there," I said.

"You're not allowed in the box," Ron asked.

"They'll let her in. You see Fleur's little sister, Gabrielle is over there. Besides, she's only going because she some how feels Dumbledore won't let Harry get hurt," Hermione said.

"Suit yourself, but he'll be okay. Trust me," Ron said.

"It's strange how when we first got here you said the dragon would tear him to shreds. Now you have faith in him?" Hermione asked.

"It's a Hungarian Horntail for Pete's sake. It's like the most violent dragon ever," Ron said.

". . .That doesn't make sense," I replied.

"And it doesn't have to," Ron answered. I let it go and walked across all the bleachers to the door to the box seats. I knocked on the door and it was answered by Professor Snape. He smirked.

"Frightened?" he asked.

"No. . . Scared," I said. Snape rolled his eyes.

"Dumbledore's been expecting you," he said. I followed him in and up a flight of stairs to the box.

Fleur, Viktor and Cedric were standing at the front looking down at the field waiting for Harry to come out. I walked over to them.

"Bout time you showed up, Potter," Cedric said. I looked out as Dumbledore called for Harry to come out.

Slowly, Harry stepped out. He looked around. He couldn't see the Dragon from where he was standing but hut he saw the egg that he was supposed to get. Naturally he made a mad dash for it and naturally the dragon saw him and jumped down in front of him. I distinctly heard Harry yell "shit" as he dove out the way and hit behind a rock. The dragon followed him and blew fire at him. He got up and ran.

I looked out more intently as Harry ran. He hit the dragon with Expelliarmus curse which didn't really do anything, which Cedric criticized him for.

Then he ran across the field hid behind another rock, pointed his wand at the school and mumbled something. No doubt he'd just summoned his Firebolt.

As the dragon chased him around the field you started to freak out. Where was his fire bolt.

Then the worst thing that could happen when you were being chased by a giant, blood thirsty dragon: He tripped. There was a loud gasp from the crowd and I just about fainted. Just as the dragon let out a huge breath of fire Harry's broom showed up and swooped him away from the dragon. Everyone cheered. Fleur rolled her eyes and walked away. She'd lost.

Harry attempted to swoop down and grab the egg but the dragon wasn't that stupid. Having failed at his attempt Harry flew up high where the dragon chased him up till his chain no longer reached. Harry tried to out fly the dragon and try again but the dragon was just so much bigger.

"You know I thought using the broom was a brilliant plan but now looking at this. . . He doesn't seem very bright," Victor said.

"And you've room?" Fleur retorted. Victor rolled his eyes at sulking Fleur.

Harry almost fell off his broom but managed to regain balance and get back on the broom. Harry gave it one last go. He flew under the dragon and just before he was crushed he grabbed the egg and zoomed back up in the air.

It was over... Or so we thought...

There was a loud clashing metal sound and a roar. We all looked at the dragon. He'd broken his chain.

"Sugar honey iced tea," Dumbledore said running over to us and looking closer at Harry who was running away from the dragon.

Harry decided he wanted to get the dragon away from the students apparently because he started flying away from the stadium in the direction that we were in. He flew up over the box.

"Hold this!" he shouted throwing his egg to me as he did. The dragon was coming straight at us.

"Get down!" Dumbledore screamed. We all ducked down as the dragon flew head first into the box. I closed my eyes tightly as it flew over us. I felt small pieces of wood fall onto me. When the loud crashing sound was over I opened my eyes and looked around. Victor was covering me and Cedric was covering Fleur.

I got to my feet and thanked Victor. I ran to the back of the box where I could see Harry.

He was flying over by Dumbledore's tower. The dragon was still on his tail.

"Why eez he flying over zere?" Fleur asked.

"Well look at what happened to the Fleur. Imagine what that dragon could do to the rest of stands that don't have hoods," Victor said.

"He's thinking for others instead of for thinking for himself," Cedric said.

I watched as Harry battle the dragon on top of the school. Then he fell off his broom and it got stuck on the window ledge and Harry was hanging on the gutter of the school.

"That's not good," I said.

The Dragon was right in front of Harry and I couldn't imagine what he must've been going through right there.

Suddenly his broom came flying toward him and he grabbed onto it. I felt a rush of relief come over me. Until. . .

Harry flew over the bridge to the owlry. The Dragon tripped over the bridge, grabbing the of Harry's broom and knocking them both down the cliff. There was a loud roar from the dragon and then silence.

For a moment no one spoke and we barely breathed. After a few minutes everyone had started to assume the worst.

But then, we heard his broom zooming ever closer and then we saw him in view. Everyone erupted into applause and Harry landed in the booth with me, scowling.

"Yes. . . Of course I cheated. I totally put my name in the goblet of fire. I totally wanted to get knocked down a cliff by a dragon and nearly eaten!" Harry yelled, sarcastically.

"Are you alright though?" I asked.

Harry gave a thumbs up. "Give me a shot of morphine and I think I'll be okay."

I hugged him. "I was so worried."

"I think you'd be used to the near death experiences by now," Harry said.

"Yes but it doesn't mean I like them," I said releasing him.

Harry looked up at Dumbledore.

"Now, where can I get some medical attention?" Harry asked. "I'm sure I've broken something, because it's just not October if I haven't fractured something."