_Harry_
The day was here. The first task was going to be in a couple of hours. He had a strategy, the Wealey twins had told him a couple days ago that they had spend the Hogsmade day with their brother Charlie. They confirmed that said brother was close to the school and doing his job. That meant dragons, Fred and George didn't know what types of dragons they were, but Harry told them, that it was okay and that they were really helpful.
The last couple of days all the demigods had spend the day in the library looking information about dragons, types, weakness... The beasts were all really resiliant to magic, their only weakness being cold and their eyes.
The first task would be air and fire, and he had a small advantage in this one, air been his element.
Moody had give him the idea of outflying the dragon, but everyone had though that it was suidical, son of Zeus or not. His strategy would be knock it out with a lightning bolt.
All the champions were inside the tent, the headmasters of the schools, Bagman and Crouch entered too. Bagman cleared his troath.
- Good morning champions - he said cheerly- we are here today for the first task of the Triwizard Tournament. Now, you are going to select the .. uhm.. model of what you will have to face. Ladies first.
Bagman pulled a bag out of his robe and opened in front of Fleur. She pulled a small Common Welsh Green with a number 2. Then he turn to Krum, who pulled out a Chinese Fireball with a number 3. Cedric was next, he got a a Swedish Short-Snout with a number 1. Lastly it was Harry, he put his hand inside of the small bag and pulled out the last dragon. A Norwegian Ridgeback with a number 4.
- The task will consist in getting a golden egg from the dragon. The judges will give you point depending on your performance. Good luck all of you. Now Mr Diggory you go first, exist to the arena when you hear the cannon.
A cannon went of and Cedric approached the entry of the tent that lead to the arena. Harry gave the older boy what he hoped was an encouraging smile.
Harry walked around the tent nervously. One by one the other champions left to the arena. He could hear the comments of someone and cheering for the spectators.
Finnally he was alone. The cannon went of. That was it. He walked to the opening of the arena.
The first thing that he noticed when he entered the arena was the deafening noise. The tent probably had a spell to reduce the screaming from the outside. Then, he saw the arena. It was a big round circle, full of rocks of different sizes and shapes. Some smaller than a fist, others big enough the be used as cover.
He couldn't see the dragon, but from his position he could see the nest. A golden egg laid on top of another half a dozen black eggs.
He advanced, clouds covering the sky as he walked. A roar could be heard close to him. The sky was dark, full of stormy clouds. A scaly claw made him stop. A second later the dragon was in front of him.
The dragon was huge with black scales covering its full body and wings.
~Harry? ~ He heard
~ Who is it? ~ Harry asked wondering who was speaking in parsel.
~ It's me Norberta, you knew me as Norbert, remember. I remember you, you helped mama Hagrid when I was born. Dragons never forget there parents. ~
~ Norberta. ~ Harry remembered the baby dragon that Hagrid had had in his first year for a couple of weeks before sending her to Romania. ~ I remember, how are you? what are you doing here? ~
~ Good, good. Thanks for asking. I just heard that they were taking dragons to Hogwarts, I volunteer to came here. I wanted mama Hagrid to meet my children when they are born. ~
~ Your children? ~ Harry looked at the eggs ~ Congratulations? ~
~ You are not going to hurt my children are you? ~
~ No, no. ~
He started thinking, plan a) was out, it he hurt Norberta Hagrid would be angry and he didn't want to lose him as a friend. He dispelled the clouds. He would have to thing of something, and quick. The spectators were starting to get angry for the lack of action if he was hearing the alright.
Maybe... Maybe he could ask Norberta for the egg. But how.
~ Norberta, there is something in your nest that I think shouldn't be there.~
~ Oh, I know. Those men from the reserve put an shiny extra egg. Do you want it don't you? I could give, but I am supposed to guard it. Keep it from you.~
The dragon smiled, showing her pointy teeth to Harry. He took a step back and hid behind a close rock. Suddenly it was hot, really hot. The rock started to melt around the edges. He invoked cold air to refresh him. The flames stopped and he risked looking for the dragon.
Norberta stoped in the center of the arena, the nest with the eggs were at the other side of the arena. The dragon was closer to him that to them. He crafted a new plan, it was risky but if it worked he could be out of the arena in a couple of minutes.
Dragons were affected by cold, being creatures of fire. Cold could slow down a adult dragon.
Wind started blowing, stronger each passing minute. Colder and colder. Harry spelled his clothes to keep him warm and concentrate. Cold wind blowing around him, he directed it to the dragon. He looked again, her eyes were closed and she didn't look like she was going to roast him soon.
The quicker way to the eggs would be using lighting travel, but he would need a diversion. He couldn't let Dumbledore know his true powers. He pulled out his wand again, he didn't need it for what he was going to do but it would fool almost everyone. He pulled it pointing the stormy clouds. Lightning started to crack in the sky. He point his wand to the center of the arena. A lightingbolt crashed in front of the dragon, for a couple of minutes no-one would be able to see anything because of the sudden bright light. But he could see just fine, he invoked another lightingbolt, it crash onto him, he could feel electricity through his body. He felt powerful, it was warm, if felt nice like being loved and save. Lighting hugged him, just like when Thalia taught him to do it. He concentrated, just like training he though, just a little more distance. He close his eyes, just a second later he was by the nest. It irradiated warm, even if the whole arena was full of chilly air. He used a small breeze to take the golden egg to his hands. He closed him eyes again, thinking about the entry of the arena. He was getting tired, the air and the lighting had consumed most of his energy. He opened his eyes, he was in front of the opening of the tent. Bright light still covering the arena, he stopped the wind and waited. The light started to dim, a few minutes later he could hear the comentarist.
- And finally we can see again. It seems that... Yes, Mr Potter had gotten the egg somehow.
He entered the tent again. He was led to an infirmary by a worried Pomfrey. After being chequed by de mediwitch and ordered to lay in one bed Thalia and Neville entered the tent. They congratulated him on his susceed and gave him discretly a potion to restore his strength after using his demigod powers, specially made for him.
Soon afterwars when Pomfrey returned and after cheking him again let him go to recieve his score. It wasn't something that Harry was interested, as he didn't want to win just survive the tri dammed thing. His score was a low, as he hadn't show much magic and noone had been able to see how he had gotten his egg, putting him in the last place.
After point were given and the only instruction for the next task give, the clue was the recoverd egg, Harry returned to the castle with his friends.