Chapter 5
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The next few weeks passed by in a blur for Harry as he spent most of his time honing his already razor sharp skills with his chain, staff and sword. The rest of his time was spent with his new friend Daphne; usually they spent their time walking around the lake a lot of time they discussed Harry's strategy for the upcoming task.
Harry was shocked when Daphne informed that the first task was going to be dragons. But when he looked up dragons in the school's library he found that dragons to the wizards were wyvern to those of his trade and thus he already knew what to expect when it came to fighting one and who defend himself against one. He was certain that the help that Daphne was giving him was gonna keep him alive in the task and the tasks to come.
Dumbledore was seething; he was pacing his office talking to his pet phoenix in his rant. The Greengrass girl had already thrown a monkey wrench into his plans he was sure Lord Greengrass had told his daughter exactly what was to be expected in the tournament. Seeing as the young girl and the spook have been spending a lot of time together the old mage could only assume that she was helping him with strategy for the tasks to come. If only he could make the dragon that the boy would face something deadlier and that's when the idea struck him.
The morning of the first task was a bright sunny morning and found Harry sleeping in the Slytherin common room as most mornings had since Harry befriended Daphne. At first Harry was hesitant at sleeping there for fear that the rest of the house would attack him in his sleep but it seemed they all feared that he would deem them all dark and start killing them all. It probably helped that he slept with his sword in his hand. Harry rose from the couch and rewrapped his cloak around him and checked his weapons and waited for Daphne to come down the stairs.
When she finally came down, the duo walked into the Great Hall where people eyed him warily, as he sat at the Slytherin table and ate carelessly, confident that whatever type of wyvern he comes up against he will be able to take it down. As he was sitting there, the head of house Professor Snape walked towards him and informed him that the other champions were gathering for the task and that he should follow him. Harry stood and followed checking his weapons as they walked.
Harry entered the tent that Snape had pointed out and found the other champions all standing around, the blonde was sitting elegantly but had an air of nervousness, the Russian stood attempting to look aloof but failing at least to Harry's eyes, and the other champion, the one from Hogwarts was pacing looking a tad bit green in the face. Harry seemed to be the only one that was truly calm, but then again these people didn't know how to take down these creatures properly, while his sword would cut through its hide like butter.
Then the man with the Hitler mustache came in and started to drone on and on about getting the golden egg, he then passed around a bag which contained models of the creatures everyone pulled out their "dragon" and the group seemed to gasp at the one Harry pulled out. It was black and spiky and seemed to have a bad temper, oh well he could take it down. Harry waited there as one by one the other champions went and faced their beast and one by one the crowd cheered at the end, finally Harry's name was called and he walked out to face the wyvern.
It was big, and it was angry but that didn't stop Harry even the silence of the crowd didn't faze the young spook at all. He stood before the wyvern and drew his sword the beast drew back and breathed a jet of flame, a word in the old tongue and the flames redirected around him in almost a bubble of protection. Harry just walked forward sword in hand and placed the point at the under belly and said in his most menacing voice, "Move, you are not of the dark, therefore you are safe from but if you don't move I will be forced to kill you" the dragon surprised everyone by listening and vaulting over the spook to the other side of the pen, the look in its eyes told it was terrified. That was enough to scare Dumbledore, the young spook scared a bloody dragon and only spoke to it, not only that but he stopped dragon flame, this was not gonna turn out good for the old man at all.
That night the Slytherins celebrated Harry's victory and were projecting that if he continued as he did in the first task then he would have no trouble winning the tournament. Harry was asked to open the golden egg and was met by a screeching he knew quite well, a merperson trying to communicate above ground and he was devising a way to get to the merpeople but that was nowhere near as hard as the upcoming challenge for the young spook…Finding a date for the Yule Ball.
A/N: Sorry for taking so long school has been kicking my butt, but now I have a little time to work so here is what I got. I know its short but I'll try to make the next ones longer Review please!