Harry Potter: The Saviour's Awakening

He was right. With the Patroni dancing around it, the dragon was already very happy, and now it had a meal as well. It looked around, and after making sure there was nothing that could be a threat to its eggs, it went forward to roast the chickens and eat them. While it was happily feasting on them, Harry quickly went to the nest and removed the golden egg and carried it away from the dragon, and into a safe enclosure. He cancelled the disillusionment charm and the Patroni disappeared as well. The crowd roared loudly.

"Look at that!" yelled Bagman. "Just look at that! Our youngest champion is the quickest to get his egg, and he did it with the least amount of injuries! Is that amazing or what? Merlin, this is surely going to shorten the odds on Mr Potter! Congratulations to Harry James Potter on getting through the First Task of the Triwizard Tournament! Now, our judges have a few minutes to decide their scores."

Harry was pumping with adrenalin as he walked out of the arena. Just when he turned around a corner, he was assaulted by a blur hugging him tightly, her lips firmly attached to his. Harry smiled as he reciprocated, wrapping his free arm around her.

"You were brilliant," breathed Daphne. "Absolutely brilliant."

Harry grinned at her and was attacked by a blur from behind as well. Harry laughed as he put an arm around Dylan.

"That was the most amazing thing I have ever seen!" said Dylan excitedly. "You were awesome! Well, of course, you were. I knew you would be!"

"You did, huh?" asked Daphne, looking very amused. Dylan poked his tongue out at her as Harry laughed. Soon, they were joined by everyone else who congratulated Harry on his victory. The judges began giving their scores. Because of the nature of the tournament, Supreme Mugwump Albus Dumbledore had come up with a brilliant idea that made the judges sign a contract that ensured they would judge the champions as fairly as possible and going by the look on Karkaroff's face, Harry could see that the man hated having to sign the contract. Finally, Harry's score was 48 points; Victor was in second place with 41 points, Fleur was third with 38 points while Cedric was fourth with 37 points.

With an arm around Daphne's waist and Dylan holding the golden egg, Harry and his friends made their way to the castle. The First Task was complete and Harry had performed admirably.

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"Attention everyone," said Dumbledore as he got up from his throne. It was dinner time and people were chattering excitedly over the First Task which had taken place just several hours ago. "I would first like to congratulate all of our champions in getting past the various obstacles in the First Task and retrieving the Golden Egg. The champions already know this, but the Second Task would be held on the twenty-first of February and the clue to what the task is about is for the champions to figure out."

"We still have three months for that so let us put it out of our minds," said Dumbledore smiling. "For now, let us concentrate on something more joyful. The Yule Ball is a tradition of the Triwizard Tournament which gives us an opportunity to mingle and socialise with each other. Traditionally -"

He was interrupted when students, girls especially began squealing and giggling in earnest and Harry found it very difficult to ignore so many people staring at him. He tried to, though, as he fixed his gaze at the Headmaster as though ordering him to continue. Dumbledore's beard twitched in amusement, smiling at Harry's predicament as he said, "Traditionally, the ball would be open only to fourth years and above -"

There were loud groans and even Dylan looked upset. Dumbledore held up his hand. "As I was saying, traditionally, the ball would be open only to fourth years and above, but this time, we will be allowing students of all years to take part, but let me remind you that it is not mandatory. If the first to third-year students or even an older student feels that he or she does not want to attend, they may choose not to do so. Dress robes will be worn and the ball will begin at seven o'clock on the twenty-first of December, finishing at - well, that is up to you. I hope you all can enjoy yourselves. The Hogwarts Express will leave on the twenty-third of December this year in addition to the eighteenth, so those who want to go home for the Yule holidays may do so. That's all for tonight, so chop-chop!"

People began muttering excitedly but Dylan was suddenly looking nervous. He turned around and saw that Harry had an amused expression on his face.

"Aren't you happy that you can attend the ball?" asked Harry, a teasing smiling forming on his lips.

"I guess," said Dylan quietly. "But there is a problem. I - I don't know how to dance."

"Well," said Harry, putting an arm around Dylan's shoulders as the two of them made their way to Ravenclaw Tower. "Let me let you in on a little secret. I didn't know how to dance either until three years ago."

"You didn't know how to dance before that?" asked Dylan in confusion. "I thought you said the ghost of Alfred Potter and the rest of the portraits insisted you go for classes."

Harry chuckled. "I attended classes on martial arts, not dancing," said Harry softly. "It was a waste of time back then, but when I received an invitation to a ball at Greengrass Manor, I decided that I had to learn, so I asked Daphne to teach me. Not ask, actually. It was more like a business deal. We even shook hands when we made the deal."

Dylan laughed. "So what am I going to do?" he asked quietly.

"Not to worry, I'm here for you," said Harry. "By the time the ball arrives, I will have you dancing like a pro because there are some useful spells that can help you. You'll sweep Tori off her feet."

Dylan blushed, but a thought struck him. "What if Draco asks her before I do?" he asked, looking alarmed.

"If he asks her before you, then you have to respect her decision," said Harry. "Otherwise, you can ask her tomorrow. Daphne is not a girl who will accept a simple 'will you go to the ball with me' question. She demands to be treated like a queen and I have to ensure that I keep up with that. It's actually an annoying trait of hers, but no one is perfect; I know that I'm not. I honestly have no idea how she puts up with me. Anyway, we'll plan something for Tori too. Do you have something in mind for her?"

Dylan thought for a minute as they walked up the stairs. "Actually, I do. But I'm not sure if I can pull it off."

"Why fear when you have me?" asked Harry, with a confident smirk on his face.

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