Chapter 10: The First Task and Dancing
It was the day of the first task, and everyone was nervous for the whole event, especially Harry. The champions were in a tent waiting for the tasks to start. Samantha was in the tent as well trying to keep Harry calm.
"Harry?" A voice said from outside the tent.
"Hermione, is that you?" Samantha asked.
"Yes, how are you feeling Harry?" Hermione asked.
"Okay, I guess." Harry said.
"The key is to concentrate, then you just…" Hermione didn't know what to say next.
"Fight a dragon?" Harry asked.
Hermione burst into the tent and gave Harry a hug. Then there were flashes and the three Gryffindor friends were looking at Rita Skeeter and her photographer.
"How, romantic, you two might even make the front page." She stated.
"You have no business here. This tent is for champions and friends." Krum
"Yeah, and it's really strange. A friend of yours is about to go fight a dragon, something that he could die from. It's really strange to go give him a hug and tell him to be careful. It's not human at all to do such a thing." Samantha said sarcastically.
"No matter, we have what we needed to get." Rita said before leaving.
Then Dumbledore, Crouch, Maxime, and Karkoroff entered the tent.
"Good day champions, gather around." Then he noticed that Hermione was in the tent. "What are you doing here Miss Granger?" He asked.
"Sorry, I'll just…" With that Hermione left.
"Dumbledore, what about this girl?" Crouch asked looking at Samantha.
"Oh, she can stay. She declared herself his bodyguard." Dumbledore replied.
"Is she good?" Crouch asked.
"She scares Lucius Malfoy, I think she's good." Harry stated.
"That was a good day" Samantha replied.
"Alright then. Miss Delacour, if you would." He said pulling out a black bag.
Fleur stuck her hand in the bag and pulled out small miniature dragon.
"The Welsh Green." Mr. Crouch stated.
Next he handed the bag to Krum who pulled out his miniature dragon.
"The Chinese Fireball." Mr. Crouch announced.
Then he handed the bag to Cedric.
"The Swedish Short Snout." He announced. Then he took the bag over to Harry. "Which leaves…"
"The horntail." Harry said quietly.
"What was that boy?" Crouch asked.
"Nothing." Harry replied.
The Hungarian Horntail, these represent three very dangerous dragons. Each has been given a golden egg to guard. Your task is to retrieve the egg in order to move on." Crouch announced.
"Mr. Diggory, you may begin at the sound of the cannon." Dumbledore said.
The cannon went off and Cedric stepped out of the tent.
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Harry and Samantha waited in the tent as each of the other champions faced their dragons and before either of them knew it, it was Harry's turn to go.
"I know I didn't appreciate it before, but thanks for doing this Samantha." Harry said.
"You're welcome. Remember, keep calm and stand your ground. You can do this Harry." Samantha said before heading toward the stands.
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"How is he Samantha?" Bethany asked.
"He's nervous, as he should be." Samantha replied.
"I hope he'll be alright." Chelsea said.
They watched anxiously as Harry stepped out of the tent, and made his way towards the egg. Suddenly the dragon appeared and made its way toward Harry trying to swat Harry with its tail and breathe fire at him.
The dragon came this close to almost crushing Harry. The Elementals were getting really worried now.
"Your wand Harry, your wand!" Hermione yelled.
Harry grabbed his wand.
"Accio Firebolt." Harry yelled.
About thirty seconds later Harry's Firebolt appeared and Harry was flying away, but he flew out of the stadium and toward the castle.
"This can't be good." Chelsea stated.
A few minutes later
The people in the stands were still waiting for Harry to return.
"You guys, it's not just Harry and the horntail, there's another set of wings going." Amelia stated.
"Oh no, the dragon has a friend." Bethany wailed.
"It's Claw, will you relax now?" Samantha said.
"What?" Jimmy asked.
"Claw wanted to watch this, and I told him not to interfere unless things got way too crazy." Samantha declared.
Ten minutes later
Harry came flying back with the egg in his hand.
They all cheered.
"Yeah!"
"He did it!"
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Everyone in the Gryffindor common continued to cheer. The twins lifted Harry up, and everyone started to cheer more. Seamus took the egg and handed it to Harry.
"Shut up." He told everyone. "Go on Harry what's the clue?" He asked.
"Who wants me to open it?" Harry asked.
Everyone cheered.
"You want me to open it?" Harry asked with a smile.
Everyone cheered louder. So Harry opened the egg and it let out one of the most horrible blood curling screams that the Elementals had ever heard. Everyone including the portraits covered their ears. Amelia however covered her ears and doubled over. Once Harry closed the egg. The Elementals gathered around her.
"Amelia, are you okay?" Jimmy asked.
"No, it was way too loud!" Amelia said almost on the verge of tears.
Samantha helped her up and gave Chelsea her arm.
"Take her up to the dorm, check her ears and make sure she gets some rest." Samantha ordered.
Chelsea nodded before leading Amelia up to the dorm.
So, the anti-Dumbledore trio remained at the party, listening to Harry and Ron talk.
"Boys." Hermione said.
Ginny, Angelina, Samantha, and Bethany all nodded in agreement.
"Sorry Jimmy." Bethany said looking at him.
Jimmy just shrugged his shoulders.
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At breakfast the next day Hermione was looking at the Daily Prophet in disgust; Rita Skeeter wrote a bogus article about her chasing after famous wizards, with Krum being a target of hers.
"Does she really want to be known for writing all these bogus lies?" Samantha asked.
"I thought you scared that out of her?" Jimmy asked.
"Well, it looks like I'm going to have to burn a few notes. On a different note how was your conversation with Dumbledore? I was going to ask you during Harry's first task but with the whole 'Holy shit he's about to be eaten by a Horntail' thing, it kinda slipped my mind." She inquired to Amelia and Chelsea, while the other two snickered.
"Oh, they didn't tell you. He completely ignored us, he acknowledged us just long enough for him to tell us he had no time for us." Bethany stated.
"Shocking, I did not except that, it's not like he's ever had time for us before." Samantha replied.
"Shut up Samantha, we've already heard it from you and the others too. " Chelsea replied.
"The truth hurts, doesn't it?" Samantha replied with a smirk.
"Samantha, again shut… up." Amelia said firmly.
"No, you made me the leader and now you have to listen to me speak. You two are being incredibly selfish. None us can trust Dumbledore, the three of us are acknowledging it, we're not in a comfortable fantasy. We're out in the cold, working our asses off. You two are being delusional. How is that fair. You have to open up your eyes, nothing here about how we're being treated is right. Wake up and smell the roses, not all of them are alive."
Chelsea and Amelia were speechless.
"The next free minute I have I'm going to blow something up." Samantha muttered.
Then Nigel, a first year Gryffindor student, can over to the table carrying a large box.
"Parcel for you Mr. Weasley." He said handing Ron the box.
"Thank you Nigel." He replied.
Nigel continued to stand there looking at Harry.
"Not now Nigel, later." Ron said.
"I told him I'd get him Harry's autograph." Ron said to the confused Gryffindors.
Ron opened the package and noticed it was from his mother, but what he saw made him very confused. It was very frilly looking.
"Mum sent me a dress." Ron said in disbelief.
Amelia and Chelsea were laughing hysterically while the anti-Dumbledore trio acted differently.
"That sucks." Samantha stated.
"Yup." Bethany and Jimmy said in unison.
Ron went over to Ginny with the strange looking robes. "Ginny these must be for you." He said.
"I'm not wearing that, it's ghastly." Ginny replied.
The others continued to laugh.
"They're not for Ginny; they're for you, dress robes." Hermione stated.
"Dress robes, for what?" Ron asked.
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"The Yule Ball has been a tradition of the Triwizard Tournament for since its inception. On Christmas Eve night we and our guests gather in the Great Hall for a night of well-mannered frivolity. As representatives of the host school I except each and every one of you to put your best foot forward, and I mean this literally because the yule ball is first and foremost, ….a dance." McGonagall admitted.
Everyone started talking.
"Silence! The house of Godric Gryffindor has commanded the respect of the wizard world for nearly ten centuries. I will not have you in the course of a single evening besmirch that name by behaving like a bunch of babbling bumbling band of baboons." McGonagall stated.
Fred and George dared each other to say that five times fast.
"Now to dance is to let the body breathe. Inside every girl, a secret swan slumbers longing to burst forth in flight."
Ron made a side comment that Jimmy couldn't quite make out, but it must have been funny because Seamus started laughing.
"Inside every boy a lordly lion prepared to prance. Mr. Weasley?" McGonagall asked.
"Yes?" Ron replied reluctantly.
"Will you join me please?" She said as she pulled him forward, and everyone laughed.
"Now, place your right hand on my waist." McGonagall stated.
"Where?" Ron asked.
"My waist." McGonagall repeated as someone whistled. "Bend your arm." She continued.
On the side Fred and George where laughing as Harry motioned them to come toward him as McGonagall was counting the 1,2,3s.
"Oi, never letting him forget this are you?" Harry asked with a smirk.
"Never." The twins replied.
Harry and Jimmy just started laughing.
"Everybody come together." Only the girls got up. "Boys, on your feet." McGonagall commanded and only Neville stepped forward.
Meanwhile, the girls were having a bit of trouble getting Samantha to stand up.
"Come on Samantha." Chelsea demanded.
"No." She replied.
"Seriously Samantha, everyone else is getting up." Bethany stated as she pulled on Samantha's arm.
"I don't dance." Samantha growled.
"Ugh, Hermione, Ginny, Angelina, would you please help us over here?" Amelia asked.
"It's not going to work, when I was four years old it took four people to hold me down just for my mom to get a splinter out of my foot. I'm bigger and stronger now; I doubt six of you is going to make a big difference." Samantha specified.
Let's just say that they never got her out of her seat.
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Hello again, chapter 11 is on its way, and again please write reviews. As mentioned earlier DevilDragon8 and I appreciate feedback. See you in the next chapter!