*Harry's POV*

It had been a week since Violet had spoken to me. She shot me such angry glares, especially when she was with Cedric. Word around the school was they'd be dating soon, since he practically walked her everywhere, and they looked at each other like some pair of star-crossed lovers. Ron still wasn't talking to me either, as if he still didn't get the message that I didn't want to be in the spotlight. Not only did I have Violet and Ron to worry about, I had the first task to worry about. It was tomorrow, and from what Hagrid had shown me, the challenge was something to do with dragons. Very ferocious dragons. I was scared out of my wits, to be quite frank, but I couldn't let anyone know that.

On my way to Herbology with Hermione, I spotted Cedric walking with his two Hufflepuff friends. Just looking at him frustrated me, but then I realized something so crazy, and stupid, that it might just have gotten Violet to talk to me again. "Hermione, tell Sprout I'll be there shortly. I've got to do something."

"Harry, we're almost out of time to get to-"

"Just go, I'll be fine!" Without another word, I rushed away, my bag slung over my shoulder. Cedric kept walking, laughing about something with his friends. "Hey Cedric!" I called out, breaking out into a brisk jog. He turned and raised an eyebrow at me.

"Hey guys, I'll be there in a second. Go on without me." He said unsurely, still staring at me in confusion. His two buddies shrugged and kept walking, continuing their story. "Hi Harry, what's going on?"

"Dragons." I uttered, catching my breath.

"What are you talking about?" He laughed, adjusting the bag on his shoulder.

"The first task is dragons. They've got one for each of us and we've got to get past 'em or something."

"Are you sure?" He whispered, his grey eyes lighting up a bit.

"I'm positive. I saw them." I insisted, glancing around nervously. Cedric cocked his head to the side, his confused expression deepening.

"How'd you manage that?"

"Nevermind. Krum and Fleur know, because their Headmasters saw too." Cedric nodded, standing up a bit straighter.

"Why would you tell me this?" He asked. Violet popped up in my mind, but I couldn't tell him that.

"You know, so it's fair. Everyone else knows, so you should too." Cedric smiled, holding out his hand for me to shake.

"Thanks Harry, that's really nice of you. See you tomorrow." Cedric spun on his heels, racing off to his class. I let out a sigh of relief, and hoped that maybe, he would tell Violet what I did.

The next day, I felt nauseous. I had to fight a dragon, a real life dragon. I had been practicing a spell to use, since Moody had pulled me aside and told me I was going to be retrieving something. Thank God for him. On the way to where the first task was being held, I bumped into someone, dropping my wand. I went to grab it, but the girl picked it up. It was Violet, big-eyed and pale, as if she'd seen a ghost.

"Harry." She uttered, staring at me. I held her gaze, unable to stop looking at her. Even when she looked frightened, she was very pretty. Finally, she blinked and shook her head, handing me the wand. "I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to be odd."

"No, it's perfectly fine." I murmured, placing the wand in my robe.

"Listen, Harry, Cedric told me what you did for him, and I really appreciate it."

"He told you?" I said, almost too hopefully.

"Yeah, so I wanted to thank you for putting your differences aside and doing the noble thing." She stepped closer to me, and I started remembering the sudden kiss back in Hogsmeade. I was getting the same feeling here, in this moment, but instead, she embraced me tightly. "Do amazing, Harry. I know you will." Startled by her sudden affection, I placed by arms around her.

"Thank you…for forgiving me."

"There was nothing to forgive you for. I can see your logic, even though I don't believe it. You were trying to be a good friend." She finally pulled away from me, and smiled, "Go out there and kill a dragon for me, will ya?" I couldn't help but smirk.

"Of course I will."

"Alright, champions! Inside my bag is small models of the real dragons you're about to face. Your goal: retrieve the Golden Egg, for it is a clue for your next task. There's only one problem, the dragon is guarding it." Ludo Bagman hollered, shaking his bag. The inside of the tent where the champions were being held was hot and humid, fear wafting through the air. Cedric was wiping sweat from his brow, staring down at his knuckles. He was practicing some sort of line to himself, but kept shaking his head in frustration, as if he couldn't get it right. Bagman went down the row of people, Fleur getting the Welsh Green, Krum getting the Chinese Fireball, Cedric getting the Swedish Short-Snout and I getting the, "Hungarian Horntail." Bagman said in amazement, staring at the little ravenous creature. I gulped, feeling like all the air in my lungs got sucked out. I was to have my task last, and it was dreadful to wait to face my nightmare.

Finally, I heard someone call my name, and I stood up, looking around at the empty tent. There was no way I could win. But I had people counting on me. I needed to prove to Violet I could do this. A whistle blew outside, and I knew it was my cue to step out. I did so, and I looked around. There was trees to the sides of me, and then in front of me, a giant clearing. There was a large fence surrounding the arena, and behind the fence, facing straight at me was all the people, hooting and hollering. But then my gaze drifted down, and I saw it. The Hungarian Horntail. Its deadly yellow eyes focused on me, and it hissed. The long spiked tail curled around its golden eggs, as if they were really it's own. I inhaled deeply, closed my eyes, and lifted my wand.

"Accio Firebolt!" I yelled. The dragon let out its own screech, and it slammed one clawed hand on the ground, shaking it. I prayed that the charm would work, or I would become this dragon's next meal. Seconds past, and there was still nothing. I glanced into the stands, to see Violet's eyes intensely trained on me. We locked eyes for a moment, and she gave me a slight nod. Suddenly, I heard a whizzing noise, and turned to see my Firebolt flying at me. It halted to a dead stop, waiting for me to hop on. There was roar coming from the crowd, or was it the dragon? I couldn't tell from the buzzing in my ear.

I slid onto my Firebolt, and smiled. The broom flew up into the air, flying and flying until everyone was just a speck, and the Horntail was no longer a threat. "Okay Harry, you've got this. Just taunt her until she decides to move." I advised myself, and then I nose-dived, spiraling at the dragon. She let out a stream of fire, but I dodged it, spinning to my left and then swirling around the body of the dragon. She was beginning to get frustrated, whipping her massive tail around. I kept avoiding the swipes at me like it was nothing but a Bludger. The crowd seemed to go wild for my little show.

I glanced over to see Violet and Danni, jumping up and down while hugging each other. "GO POTTER GO!" Danni screamed, throwing her fist up in the air. I raised my hand to wave at them, when I felt like a truck backed up 100 miles per hour into my back. Hitting the ground with great force, and getting a face full of dirt, I groaned.

The crowd hushed, and I heard a two people in the audience screech in unison "Harry!" I tried to get up, but fell back down, a searing pain in my left shoulder. I touched it with my right hand, only to soak it in blood. The Horntail must have sunk one of its horns into my shoulder, because it got me pretty deep. I ripped off my robe, and wrapped it around my left shoulder like a temporary bandage. Standing up, rather wobbly, I embarked my broom a second time, managing to lift myself off the ground. The crowd still remained silent, everyone staring in suspense as they watched me dance around the mouth of the dragon. It snapped at me, almost snapping off my leg, but I drifted upwards, causing the thing to stand on it' hind legs to get me. With one quick maneuver, I dove, snatching up a Golden Egg with my uninjured arm.

There was a loud roar of approval from the audience, clapping and shouting as I sped out of the arena, holding the Egg up in the air for everyone to see. I looked down to see Professor McGonagall and Hagrid awaiting him at the entrance. As I floated downward, I heard Ludo Bagman shout, his voice amplifying over the crowd's yelling, "Our youngest champion has retrieved his Egg the fastest! Amazing! Outstanding! Stupendous!"

As I stepped off the Firebolt, Professor McGonagall clapped her hands in excitement. "Great job, Harry! You better head off to the first aid tent this instance before the judges announce your score!" I hobbled over to the tent, but not before Hagrid gave me a firm pat on the back, nodding with approval. He gave me a quick wink too, and I couldn't help but smile. I looked inside, to see Madame Pomfrey wiping a cut on Cedric's leg.

"You should be okay to head off now, Cedric, my dear." She cooed, patting his head. Cedric looked up at me and flashed me the smile that everyone adored.

"Good job out there, Harry. You really showed everyone you're a force to be reckoned with." He exited the tent, heading to the Champion's Box, where Fleur and Krum sat. I sat on the table, unwrapping my shoulder carefully. My robe was completely bloodstained and torn, beyond further use. The gash in my shoulder was bleeding steadily again since I took away the pressure to stop it, but Madame Pomfrey dumped some stinging purple liquid on it, and it finally stopped. As she went off to find some bandages for me, I heard footsteps running towards the tent. I turned to the entrance to see Violet, Danni, Hermione and Ron bust in. Violet's eyes were bloodshot, and I could still see the tears glistening on her cheeks.

"Harry, you were absolutely brilliant out there! Your Summoning Charm was superb!" Hermione exclaimed, hugging me carefully so she wouldn't squeeze my shoulder.

"Yeah, whoever put your name in that Cup really wants you out of the picture!" Ron stated, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.

"You think?" I said grumpily, slightly glaring at him.

"Listen, I'm sorry for being such a dunce."

"Forget about it." I said, finally grinning at him. Ron gave me his goofy grin back, and it was like all the fighting and ignoring the past few weeks never happened.

"You had some amazing flying skills out there, Harry." Danni commented, giving me a thumbs up. Then I looked at Violet, and she stomped towards me, hugging me tightly, but like Hermione, made sure not to hurt my shoulder.

"Never scare me like that again, ever!"

"I'm Harry Potter, you know I can't keep a promise like that." I smirked, trying to cheer her up. She bit her lip, trying not to cry again.

"You really scared me, Harry. Next time, save the waving to the fans for after the task."

"Awkward." Ron noted, whistling softly. Madame Pomfrey rushed in with the bandages, swatting Violet away.

"Out! Out! They're announcing the scores now."

My ears perked up as I heard Ludo Bagman calling out scores. I walked out of the tent to see the judges. Madame Maxime shot an eight up in the air. Barty Crouch shot up a nine, Dumbledore a nine, Bagman a ten, and Karkaroff a four. I heard some boos in the crowd when Karkaroff shot up his number, but I didn't care. I survived, and that's all that mattered. Then I realized something. I was tied for first place with Krum. There was an enormous amount of cheering that erupted from the audience, and I couldn't help but smile brightly.

So now the Tournament has really kicked off, with the exciting First Task! I can feel some tension between Harry and Violet...can you? I'll also be writing in some more Danni parts so we can follow in on her weird blossoming relationship with Draco. For the upcoming Yule Ball, which is the next "task", I'll be writing from Danni and Violet's view. Typically, if I'll be writing the same scene from different perspectives, they'll most likely be the POVs we go through, so just thought I'd give you guys a head's up on that. Hope you guys liked this chapter! Leave me a review; inbox me any questions, comments, or concerns (since I love hearing from you guys); and stay awesome, Gotham. 3