Yeah... Okay, I was really excited to work on this book, so a lot of chapters will be back-to-back. For instance, you get three today. Midnight now, so I'm gonna get a snack and start working on some other stories. Or this one. Probably this one.

"Guess I'm up next." Shouta Watanabe muttered, rolling his arms back. He went out running, going slightly faster than an average teen, but not as fast as he or the others could go. A large blur rammed into him, throwing him into a wall.

The Peruvian Vipertooth was small-only 15 feet long-with smooth, copper-colored scales. It stood on only two feet, wings raised threateningly. The dragon had black, ridge-markings and short horns on its head. The dragon roared angrily, flying at the brunette at an unnatural speed.

"How is he supposed to defeat that?" Hermione asked, eyes wide.

"He's faster than you'd think." Matsumoto replied, smiling. "Almost as fast as Captain Soifon and Yoruichi Shihoin." She muttered to herself, and Hermione and Ron looked at her strangely.

Everyone watched in horror as the dragon rammed into the wall and-presumably-Shouta. All was silent for a moment, when the brunette appeared near the Golden Egg, panting. "F*cking hell…" He grumbled, breathing hard. "That thing almost killed me." The dragon whirled around, venomous fangs bared. The wizard students watched in awe as Shouta ran, keeping just out of reach of the dragon and its flaming breath.

"…That's impossible… No one can run that fast…" Matsumoto burst out laughing.

"Shouta can! Been running since he was 4." She explained, grinning. They turned back to the brunette, who was still running.

"Watanabe! The Egg! Get the Egg!" Rukia shouted, watching as the boy turned in realization, the dragon between him and the Egg. A sudden determination in his eyes, he stopped, turning around to face the dragon.

"W-What is he doing?"

"We'll just have to wait and see."

Shouta began running for the beast, it running towards him, both at full speed. The spectators watch as two blurs seemed to collide, until one jumped on the other, racing over it and grabbing the Egg.

"Ow ow ow ow ow ow…" The brunette grumbled as he made his way back into the tent.

"Are you alright?" Shouta nodded, wincing.

"The damned dragon's fang grazed my arm earlier." He replied, showing them the small gash.

"…You do know that the Peruvian Vipertooth is poisonous." Hitsugaya muttered, and by his companion's reaction, he didn't know.

"…Crap. I'll be back. Good luck you two!" He called out, running-presumably-towards the infirmary.

Hitsugaya stepped out into the ring, turquoise eyes scanning the arena.

Sitting proudly in the middle of the arena was a 30-foot Hebridean Black with rough dark scales and sharp ridges along its back. Its tail was tipped with an arrow-shaped spike. But what caught Hitsugaya's attention were the dragon's brilliant purple eyes: unusual, much like his own.

Hyourinmaru growled in Hitsugaya's mind; this dragon was territorial. As he stepped closer, the beast growled, without warning launching for him.

"I guess I'll have to show her who the stronger is." He murmured to himself, calmly watching the dragon launching itself towards him. The crowd, however, seemed to suck in its breath, seeming rather terrified.

"Move Toshiro! MOVE!" Both Hermione and Ron practically screamed, both stopping when the dragon itself was stopped-by a single blade.

Hitsugaya swung Hyourinmaru at the Dragon's nose, at which she replied with a screech, falling back and swiping at him instead with her claws. Hitsugaya flipped over them gracefully, landing softly on the tip of a boulder. Hyourinmaru morphing easily back into ring form, he held up a hand, palm out and flat, as if saying stop.

"Sokatsui." A white blast of energy burst from his hand, hitting the dragon in the chest. The creature screeched in pain, falling back.

"Let me pass." He ordered curtly, his icy demeanor beginning to show in the slight drop in temperature.

The dragon growled, but complied, and everyone watched in awe as Hitsugaya swiftly picked up the Golden Egg, and left the arena.

The Champions watched from the tent as Harry left the arena on a broomstick, the Hungarian Horntail not far behind.

"You think he's going to be alright?" Ichigo asked, eyebrows furrowed in concern.

"He'll be fine, I'm sure. And what about you Kurosaki? What was with that clowning around out there?" Shouta replied, smirking.

"Hey! I'm not the one who forgot about the Egg and started racing a dragon."

"At least I was winning."

"Both of you shut up." Hitsugaya growled. They did.

"Well? Open it!" Rangiku said for the fifth time, and-sighing-Kurosaki opened his. He almost dropped the egg in shock as the room was filled with a loud screeching, and after a few shouts of protest, he quickly shut it.

"Now what do we do?"

"The Yule Ball has been a tradition in the Triwizard Tournament since its inception." McGonagall began, and Shouta and Kurosaki stopped paying attention. They were brought back, however, as she said, "…is first, and foremost, a dance."

The students erupted in groaning and chattering, Kurosaki groaning, and Shouta just sputtering, "W-What?"

The foreigners shock was quickly replaced with amusement as Ron was invited to help demonstrate. "Everyone, come together!" McGonagall ordered, and the girls came up quickly, though the guys stayed seated. "Boys, stand up!" Neville was the first to stand, followed by Hitsugaya and Shouta, and soon the rest.

The Japanese students sat gathered in one of the courtyards, chatting.

"So have you boys decided who you're going to ask to dance?" Rukia asked smugly, her arms crossed as she leaned back comfortably.

"I know Shouta and Captain already have several admirers." Rangiku snickered. Kurosaki and Shouta groaned, while Hitsugaya frowned sourly.

"Shut up. How come we have to ask? Why can't the girls be the ones to ask?" The carrot-top growled, practically pouting.

"Because we're delicate flowers." Rukia replied, making a dramatic gesture that both girls burst out laughing at.

"So? Who're you going to ask?"

"…I don't know…" Shouta grumbled. "You guys should go together though. Kurosaki with Kuchiki, and Hitsugaya with Matsumoto." He pointed out. "It seems right, and that way, none of us has to have some kid goggling at us all night. As for me, I might just call someone from back home or something."

Matsumoto rolled her eyes. "Don't be a baby! It's no good unless you ask someone here!"

"No way."

"Yes way."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"…You aren't going to give up, are you."

"Nope~!"