****Lyra's P.O.V.****

I had an idea, so I went to the bathroom.

Let's rephrase that. I had an idea, that involves underwater, and, franky, the Black Lake scares me. My idea actually came from Myrtle, who told me to open it underwater. She told me that's what some scarred man told her, at least.

Myrtle actually likes me, and promised that she wouldn't tell if I magicked a tub in her bathroom. She also promised to attck anyone who came near her bathroom. . . at midnight.

I walked into the bathroom, in which I had added said tub earlier today. I stepped in in a bathing suit (what? She may like me, but Myrtle still creeps me out. . .), and made sure to grab the egg, placing a silencing charm on the door. I dunked my head under, opening the egg.

Mermaids. They're going to take something from me. The thing I treasure most. . . my family and friends. Harry will probably have Ron taken. Fleur, as much as I dislike her, loves her sister, and Viktor, I know, has a thing for Hermione. For Sarah, probably Lee. For me. . . Hannah. Hannah Alice Abott, who is terrified of water.

Panicked, I threw on my normal clothes and ran to Dumbledore's office. He was talking in a hushed voice with Professor Moody, who creeped me out.

"Excuse me, Professor?"

"Ah, Miss Black, what can I help you with?"

"Professor, I just figured out the clue, and you can't take Hannah, she's terrified of water, and-"

"Miss Black, I trust you have figured out the rest of the competitor's treasured items?"

"Well, yes Professor, I think. All of my friends are in the competition. Even Bella, if she's helping."

"If you can name someone else you are close to, we would be happy to substitute them. Your Uncle would be too much weight as of what is allowed. What about Miss Morgans?"

"No, Professor, I want this to be equal. Naomi isnt close to me, and it won't be near as fair if I know my treasure. Please, if you use Hannah, make sure she's safe."

"Very noble, Miss Black." I smiled softly and went to warn Harry about the egg.

*

I woke up to two screaming girls.

"Guess what todaaaaaaay is?" Hermione sang.

"HOGSMEADE!" Sarah screeched.

"We need to get you dressed, do your hair and makeup, y'know, get you all dressed up for Harry." Pavarti started counting off on her fingers.

"No."

"What?"

"No. Harry didn't ask me out to see some prissy girl with a caked on face. He asked me for me, the nerd. I'm wearing a hoodie, leggings, and converse. Done." I got up and walked off, leaving them baffled.

I pulled on my favourite pair of black leggings, my high tops, and Harry's quidditch hoodie (what? He gave it to me, so I stole it. I washed it, of course).

Walking down the stairs, I saw a random girl glaring at me.

"You got a date with Harry Potter, and you wear that?"

"Hi, you must be Romilda Vane, the creeper, correct? And yes, obviously I wear this."

"Bu-"

Hary came down the stairs in a pair of jeans and a tee shirt. "Hey, have you seen my hoodie?"

"Yeah, she stole it." Romilda snobbed.

"I know. That's why I was talking to her."

"Sorry, Harry. In all fairness, this hoodie is really comfortable."

He rolled his eyes. "Alright. Ima go get another one." He came back down wearing a hoodie identical to mine. Yup, it's mine now. He put his arm over my shoulder and we walked away.

When we got to Hogsmeade, everything was covered in white. I could see he was nervous.

"What's wrong?"

"Huh? Oh, I was just daydreaming."

"Wow, Harry, you really are a charmer."

"No, that came out wrong! You're not boring, I just. . . what are we?"

"What'd you mean?"

"Well, we're on a date. And we've. . . kissed. I don't know, just what are we?"

"Oi, Doof Brain! Ask her to be your girlfriend already!"

"Hi, Sarah."

"Well. . . er. . . Ly. . ."

"I'd love to, Harry." I smiled at him, and we walked over to the Three Broomsticks to get some Butterbeer.

"I'll get the Butterbeer, Harry, I have to talk to Madame Rosemerta, anyways." I smiled at him.

A few minutes later, I came back, smiling, to see Harry and Cho Chang snogging. "No, Harry, I wouldn't love to. You couldn't last two seconds, could you?" I dropped the drinks with a crash and ran out in a tornado.

I heard footsteps behind me, so I used Shadow to hide me. It was Hermione, scared.

"Lyra, please, come out. Harry's a jerk, I know that, but, please, don't shut us out."

"I won't block you out. That jerk can do whatever he wants, he's no longer a part of my life."

****Second Task****

". . . And before we start, two of our Hogwarts students are going to perform for us."

I stepped out of my Shadow with Hermione to sing. Harry and I hadn't made up, and I wasn't planning to.

Hermione and I were singing Jar of Hearts, by Christiana Perri.

Lyra: And no I can't take one more step towards you, 'cause all that's waiting is regret

Hermione: And don't you know I'm not your ghost anymore, I lost the love I love the most

Both: I learned to live, half alive, and now you want me one more time

Lyra: And who do you think you are, runnin' 'round leavin' scars, collecting your jar of hearts, and tearin' love apart

Hermione: You're gonna catch a cold, from the ice inside your soul. So don't come back for me, who do you think you are

Lyra: I hear you're asking all around if I am anywhere to be found

Hermione: But I have grown too strong

Lyra: To ever fall back into your arms

Hermione: And I learned to live, half alive, and now you want me one more time

Both: And who do you think you are, runnin' 'round leavin' scars, collecting your jar of hearts, and tearing love apart

Lyra: You're gonna catch a cold, from the ice inside your soul

Hermione: So don't come back for me, who do you think you are

Both: It took so long just to feel all alright, remember how to put back the light on my eyes

Lyra: I wish I had missed the first time that we kissed, 'cause you broke all your promises

Hermione: And now you're back, you don't get to get me back, and who do you think you are

Lyra: Runnin' 'round leavin' scars, collecting your jar of Hearts, and tearing love apart

Hermione: You're gonna catch a cold, from the ice I side your soul, so don't come back for me

Both: Don't come back at all

Once we finished, we split ways, Hermione going back to the stands. I stood at the mike for a moment longer, only saying one message that only one person understood.

****Harry's P.O.V.****

"Together never was." I froze.

Flashback:

"Harry, I'm scared"

"It's okay. We'll go through together."

Flashback over.

That was third year, last year, her first time on the platform. After that, even before we kissed, together had always been, kind of, our thing.

She thinks I purposely cheated on her. That Cho didn't just come onto me. If that girl, that beautiful girl, wasn't so stubborn, this would be so much easier.

The whistle blew, and I shoved the gillyweed into my mouth and jumped in.

Soon enough, I saw a clearing with three people in it. There was Gabrielle, Hermione, and Lee. None of them were for me or Lyra.

She swam up next to me, looking equally confused with an air bubble around her face. We swam a little closer, and vines attacked our feet, locking us into place with the other treasures.

Lyra's eyes widened, as if she realized something. She moved her air bubble around both of us and started explaining rapidly.

"When I first figured out the clue, I thought it'd be Hannah that they took for me, so I made sure Dumbledore knew that she hated water. I'm trapped here because I'm closer to your heart than anyone else, by a lot. And anyone who's near as important to me is part of the competition, and, since you're probably the closest to my heart, we're both trapped here for each other. Do you know a way to get out?"

I hesitated. "I do. But you have to promise not to slap me." She nodded without hesitation.

I leaned in and kissed her, and I felt the vines shrink away. Smiling, I pulled away, and she began to swim up.

I caught her wrist, gesturing over to Gabrielle, as Fleur seemed to be disqualified from this task.

Together, we cut off the vines and swam up to shore. My gillyweed started failing, and she split her bubble with me.

We popped up just as the final hour bell rang. Fleur screamed and helped her sister up, while Hermione and Ron helped us.

After they left, I looked at her.

"Do you still love me? I mean, about the treasures and stuff." She just smiled and cast her patronous.

It was a doe.

****Lyra's P.O.V.****

". . . Ly, I'm really sorry. She really did come onto me, I promise I would never hurt you like that." He looked desperate.

"I know, Harry, I overreacted. Can we go back to the way things were? Before the Snogging?"

"You mean before Hogsmeade? And don't mention that, that was horrid!"

"No, not before Hogsmeade. Just before I caught her attacking you."

"So. . . we're together again?" He asked awkwardly. I nodded.

"Well, then, Miss Black, would you allow me to take you on an actual date?" He asked cockily.

I giggled. "I'd love that, Mr. Potter. What should I wear?"

"Wear whatever the girls tell you to. Just don't cake your face." I nodded again, smiling at him.

I walked upstairs, smiling at him. The girls immediately dragged me into the room and shoved me towards the wardrobe.

"Alright. You need to wear something fancy, but not too fancy, so no hoodie!" Hermione started ranting.

She handed me a casual dress, royal blue with a thin leather belt. I put it on, and they messed with my hair, eventually leaving it down in natural waves.

Walking downstairs, I saw Harry wearing a semi-dressy shirt and a pair of jeans. (Does that boy ever wear anything other than jeans?)

I smiled at him, and we linked arms. Just after we left the castle, he undid our arms and placed a blindfold over my eyes.

"Harry, if you run me into anything, I-"

"I'm loving your confidence in me, Ly. Just trust me."

"Alright, Harry, jeez I- OW! Harry!"

"Okay, starting now."

He led me the ready of the way without killing me, so that was a plus. He removed his hands and I saw a picnic basket and a slightly hovering blanket.

"Oh, Harry. . . you really. . ."

"Er. . . do you like it?"

"Like it, Harry, I love it! This is so sweet, I just, thank you. This means the world, you really outdid yourself."

"I'm glad you like it."

"So. . ." I began subtly, "what did you pack to eat?"

*

I walked back into my room late that night. I leaned against the door and slowly slid down, sighing in perfect happiness.

A/N: I know it's shorter, sorry, I just wanted to update. Also sorry for the rushed plot. . . What do you think of the new cover?