Y/N POV

"Are you mad!?!" Hermione yelled. "Who even brought a bloody Peruvain Vipertooth?!" She was furious, her anger even matched mine at Malfoy's.

"Miss Granger, please calm down," Dumbledore said. "I too, am confused as to why --"

"But they will be hurt!" Hermione argued. "Harry's going against the most dangerous dragon and Y/N and Lana are facing the most venomous! It's obvious someone is trying to hurt them!"

"Hermione," I said as she cried. "Do you want to talk about this outside? Can I talk to her outside, Professor Dumbledore?"

Dumbledore nodded as he held his hand to Crouch to stop him from protesting. I took Hermione by the hand as Lana nodded and patted Hermione's shoulder. We left the tent as Hermione held on.

"Y/N, it's j-just that," Hermione stuttered. "This is too dangerous, for all three of you, I-I-I just can't handle it."

"Hermione, we're going to be okay," I said as I held her hands. "I know it's scary, but it's what has to happen. But I want you to know this, okay?" I asked her as she nodded her head.

"When I go out there and face that dragon, I just want you to know," I said as I put my hands on her cheeks. "I'll be thinking of you. Up here," I said, taking her hand up to my head while keeping one of my hands on her cheeks.

"And in here," I said, putting her hand to my heart. "There won't be a single moment I won't be thinking of you, sweetheart."

Hermione whimpered a little and hugged me tight in her arms. "Just come back to me. I'll be in the stands cheering you, Lana and Harry on." She managed a weak smile and kissed my cheek again. She then left for the stands with Snuffles in her hands as the small Niffler seemingly waved goodbye to me sadly .

I walked back into the tent, where Dumbledore, Crouch, Lana, Harry and the other 3 champions were. Cedric was going first, then Fleur, then Krum, then Harry and then us. Since Lana and I had the same dragon, the judges decided to put both of them in the arena where the both of us would grab a Golden Egg.

"Your objective is simple," Crouch said to us. "Collect the egg. This you must do, for each egg contains a clue without which you cannot hope to proceed to the next task. Any questions?"

Cedric had gone in and within 15 minutes time, the roar of the Swedish Short-Snout came out, meaning he had retrieved his egg. Fleur went in after as she smiled kindly to us before entering the arena to face the Welsh Green.

Harry, Lana and I were left inside with Krum, who looked and smirked at us. I knew what he was smirking about, and I didn't even like the idea of it. I just want to punch him in his big bald egghead-looking face. The same process for Fleur began and she had gotten her egg. Krum went after and faced the Chinese Fireball.

"Very daring!" Bagman bellowed. "That's some nerve he's showing -- and -- yes, he's got the egg!"

Kinda wish he didn't though.

It was now Harry's time to go and face the Hungarian Horntail. Before he went out, Lana hugged him and I did too.

We heard the Horntail come down as Harry faced it. It was enormous, with a spiked tail ready to smash him. Harry raised his wand and yelled, "Accio Firebolt!" Moments later, said Firebolt flew out and Harry grabbed on, making the Horntail follow him and as he ducked down, he seized his egg.

"Look at that!" Bagman said. "Will you look at that! Our youngest champion is quickest to get his egg! Well, this is going to shorten the odds on Mr. Potter!"

Then it was our time to face the Peruvian Vipertooth. As Hermione and the other students cheered, I looked to my sister and said, "You ready for the unknown?"

"Nope." She said. "But at least we're doing this together. As brother and sister."

"Then, let's do it." I said as we exited the tent.

We stepped out of the tent to find the 15 foot dragons growling at us. Both were copper-colored and the smallest of dragons, but they were also the fastest. The Dragons flew to us as we both yelled, "Confringo!", blasting the ground in front of us. I threw a couple of lightning bolt curses by the dragons, hopefully making them go away, but that made them madder as they breathed fire towards us. Lana and I ducked just in time.

"Here's an idea," I said. "Why don't we bring ice in their way?"

"You're right!" Lana exclaimed. "Fire and ice make water!"

"Excellent!" I yelled as I stuck my head out. "Fumos!" We yelled out as our wands produced smoke in the way of the dragons. As they weren't looking, we raised our hands out to let ice come out and into the direction of the fire, turning it into water.

As they were distracted, we yelled, "Locomotor Mortis!" at both of the dragons, causing them to lock together and grunt in pain. Eventually we got to the egg and held them up high for everyone to see, causing them to cheer. I caught Hermiome crying tears of joy and yelling positive words towards us and multiple, "YES!"

Bagman was yelling, "The Lovegoods nearly beat Mr. Potter, but they have retrieved the egg! And not a single scratch on them!"

As we went to Harry, Hermione, along with Ron, Luna and Snuffles came down and hugged me possibly twice as tight than before. "You three were brilliant!" She said as she kissed my cheeks and forehead. "You all were amazing! You really were!"

Luna hugged the both of us too and congratulated us as Ron looked at us as if he was looking at ghosts.

"Harry, Lana, Y/N," He said to us. "Whoever put your name in that goblet -- I -- I reckon they're trying to do you in!"

"Caught on, have you?" Harry said in his bed, coldly. "Took you long enough. It's okay, forget it."

"No." Ron said. "I shouldn't have --"

"Forget it." Harry said as he smiled at Ron, where Lana burst into tears.

"There's nothing to cry about!" Harry said in surprise.

"You two are so stupid!" Lana said as she hugged them both and hugged me last.

"That fight with the dragons was pretty badass, right sis?" I said as she hugged me.

"Oh, yeah." She grinned. "One of the ages."

"Barking mad," Ron said. "C'mon, they'll be putting your scores up. It's marked out of ten from each one."

Harry's scores began first. Madame Maxime raised her wand and shot a silver eight in the sky. Crouch shot up a nine along with Dumbledore, Ludo Bagman shot a bloody ten, and Karkaroff... gave Harry a four.

"What?" Ron bellowed furiously. "Four? You lousy, biased scumbag, you gave Krum ten!"

"Never thought we'd meet something more biased than Snape." I said.

Our scores came after. Madame Maxime gave us a 9, Crouch gave us a 8, Dumbledore gave us a 9, Bagman also gave us a ten, and Karkaroff gave us a 5.

The Gryffindors and Ravenclaws cheered with pride, along with the Hufflepuffs.

"You're tied in first place!" Charlie said as he ran to us. "Harry, the twins and Krum! Listen, I've got to run, I've got to go and send Mum an owl, I swore I'd tell her what happened - but that was unbelievable! Oh yeah - and they told me to tell you you've got to hang around for a few more minutes. . . . Bagman wants a word, back in the champions' tent."

I looked at Hermione, who nodded, squeezed my hand and smiled softly with that adorable smile. Harry, Lana and I joined the other three back in the tent, where Cedric had some orange paste on his face, mending a burn he had gotten. He smiled at us as we walked in. "Good one, you three."

"You as well, mate." Harry and I said.

"Well done, all of you!" Bagman said. "Now, just a quick few words. You've got a nice long break before the second task, which will take place at half past nine on the morning of February the twenty-fourth - but we're giving you something to think about in the meantime! If you look down at those golden eggs you're all holding, you will see that they open . . . see the hinges there?"

We looked at each of our eggs and spotted the hinges, which were rather curious.

"You need to solve the clue inside the egg - because it will tell you what the second task is, and enable you to prepare for it! All clear? Sure? Well, off you go, then!"

As we left, a familiar witch came out and surprised the hell out of us.

"Are you stalking us?" Lana asked.

"Congratulations, you three!" She beamed at us. "I wonder if you could give me a quick word? How do you feel facing that dragon? How did you make that ice beam? How do you feel now, about the fairness of the scoring?

"Yeah, you can have a word," Harry said. "Goodbye."

"AND PISS OFF!" I said.

Harry POV

As we got back to the Common Room, we lifted the Golden eggs as people cheered. I'm very sure Lana was doing the same thing in the Ravenclaw Tower. The Wealsey twins raised us on their shoulders and shouted, "We knew you two wouldn't die!"

"Lose a leg!"

"Or an arm!"

"Pack it all together!"

"NEVER!"

"Go on, you two!" Seamus said as he handed us the eggs. "What's the clue?"

"You want us to open it!" I asked for their cheers. "You want us to open it!" Everyone cheered in delight in wonder of the clue as we opened the egg to let out a loud noise that made us all cover our ears.

"What the bloody hell was that?" Y/N said.

"Alright everyone," Fred said to them. "Go back to your knitting. This is gonna be uncomfortable without all you nosey sods listening in."

"It was someone being tortured!" Neville said. "You're going to have to fight the Cruciatus Curse!"

"Don't be a prat, Neville, that's illegal," George said. "They wouldn't use the Cruciatus Curse on the champions. I thought it sounded a bit like Percy singing . . . maybe you've got to attack him while he's in the shower."

"Want a jam tart, Hermione?" Fred asked her.

Hermione looked at him with a doubtful look. "It's all right," he said. "I haven't done anything to them. It's the custard creams you've got to watch -"

Neville had just spit out his custard cream as Fred laughed.

As Hermione took that tart, she said "Did you get all this from the kitchens, Fred?"

"Yep," said Fred, grinning at her before imitating a house-elf " 'Anything we can get you, sir, anything at all!' They're dead helpful . . . get me a roast ox if I said I was peckish."

"How do you get in there?"

"Easy,concealed door behind a painting of a bowl of fruit. Just tickle the pear, and it giggles and - Why?"

"Nothing." She said quickly.

"It's just for S.P.E.W," Y/N covered for her as he put his hand around her. "She's really invested with the house-elves, you see."

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December came around as we were all sitting for breakfast. I found Cho looking at me and I tried to smile at her, but some liquid slopped out of my mouth, causing her to laugh.

"Smooth, Potter." I muttered to myself.

"Look at this!" Hermione said. "I can't believe she's done it again. Viktor Krum, world-famous seeker seems to be developing a taste for some Hogwarts students, especially one Hermione Granger. No word yet on how Y/N Lovegood's taking this news."

(A/N: I switched it!)

Y/N did a spit-take, just like I did as Lana watched him and patted his back. "What!?!?" He said. "If that egghead tries to do anything, I'm gonna shove something so far up his --"

"Letter for you, Mr. Weasley." Nigel Wolpert, a Gryffindor first-year said to Ron.

"Thank you, Nigel." Ron said to him, but Nigel stayed for a moment. "Not now Nigel. Later, go on."

He left as Ron looked back at us. "I told him I'll get your autographs. Wait, Mum's saying something about those robes we got..."

"Dress robes?" I said. "For what?"

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"The Yule Ball has been a tradition of the Triwizard Tournament since its inception," Professor McGonagall said. "On Christmas Eve, we and our guests gather in the Great Hall for well mannered frivolity. As representatives of the host school, I expect each and every one of you to put your best foot forward, and I mean this literally because the Yule Ball is first and foremost... a dance."

Some of the boys groaned, while the girls looked very excited.

"Silence. The house of Godric Gryffindor has commanded the respect of the wizard world for nearly ten centuries." McGonagall continued. "I will not have you in the course of a single evening besmirching that name by behaving like a babbling, bumbling band of baboons!

"Try saying that fives times faster." Fred said to George as they tried to say it.

"Now to dance is to let the body breathe," McGonagal said. "inside every girl, a secret swan slumbers, longing to burst forth and take flight. Inside every boy, a lordly lion prepared to prance. Mr. Weasley! Will you join me?"

She pulled Ron and got him ready to dance. "Now, place your right hand on my waist." She directed him.

"Where?" Ron asked nervously.

"My waist. Now bend your arm. Mr. Filch?" She asked him as the music starts.

"One two three, one two three, one two three."

I looked up to Y/N and the Weasley twins, who were laughing their asses off. "Oi!" I said to them. "Never gonna let him forget this, are you."

"Never." The twins replied.

"Wait till I tell Lana!" Y/N said with glee.

"Everyone come together!" McGongall said as the girls and some boys stood up. "Boys, on your feet."

Hermione POV

I was quite excited to hear about the Yule Ball. I really wanted Y/N to ask me to it, it would be incredible to go with him. Lana already had her classes and someone had already asked her to the ball too. I think his name was Sam Johnson? Luna even had a date too, she was going with Kayla Rasario, a fellow fourth-year Ravenclaw.

I stood up, ready to dance as I saw Y/N walk in my direction. "Hey, Y/N." I said with a smile.

"Hey, 'Mione." He said as he bowed. "May I have this dance, Miss Granger?"

"Of course, Mr. Lovegood," I said with a smirk as he placed his hands on my waist and I placed mine on his shoulders. And just like that, we began to dance. We moved in sync, which was quite weird cause I've never danced before at all. We continued to dance as the others watched and as the music ended, everyone clapped as we stared at each other. The loudest clapper was none other than Professor McGonagall, Y/N's adoptive grandmother.

"Wonderful!" She cried. "Miss Granger and Mr. Lovegood had done it perfectly! That is exactly what I look forward to seeing at the Ball!"

A couple hours later, Y/N and I were in the library while Lana was training with Newt and Tina, studying for their next task and the egg. Y/N was paying attention to everything until he noticed a familiar face in the library, who had decided to come there a lot recently.

None other than the person Y/N despised the most.
Viktor Krum.

Krum turned away with a scowl on his face as Y/N made eye contact with him as he looked back at me. "Hey, Hermione?" He asked nervously. "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure, Y/N." I said. "What's up?"

"I was thinking --" he stuttered. "About the Ball..."

Wait...Was he going to ask me what I think he's gonna ask me?

"Since I'm a champion... and I need to have a date..." He said.

Please ask me, please ask me, please ask me!

"Yes?" I asked him rather quickly in anticipation.

"HermioneGrangerwouldyouliketogototheYuleBallwithme?" He said quickly and rather fast. I could hear what he said but he was talking too fast.

"Y/N... you went too fast," I said as I placed my hands on his. "If you don't mind, could you say it again?"

His face was red as he took a deep breath. "Yeah, I guess I was. What I was trying to ask was," He said. "Would you like to go to the Yule Ball with me?"

His face was red like a tomato as I looked at him. He must have been really nervous to ask me that. "I understand if you want to go with anyone else, I thought I would ask --"

"Yes." I said with a smile on my face.

"And I get it -- wait, you said yes?" He said as he looked at me with confusion.

"Of course I'll go with you to the Yule Ball, silly." I said. "I was hoping you would ask me." I then quickly peeked his cheek as I mentally screamed with joy that I was going with my crush, not some world-famous seeker who had been stalking me.

"Thank you!" He said as he hugged me from behind as I smiled with glee. Moments later, we had Snape's class, where Ron and Harry were moping cause they had no dates.

"This is mad!" Ron said. "At this rate, we'll be the only ones in our year without dates."

Snape came around and slapped Ron over the head. "Well, us and Neville!"

"But then again he can take himself." Harry said.

"It might interest you to know that Neville's already got someone." Lana said.

"And going with none other than your sister, Ginny." Y/N added.

"What about you, smart one?" Harry quipped at Y/N. "Have you asked anyone?"

"As a matter of fact, she's sitting right next to me." Y/N said, winking at me.

"You both are going together?" Lana said with a smile on her face.

"Now I'm really depressed." Ron said as he got a note from Fred, reading out,

"GET A MOVE ON OR ALL THE GOOD ONES WILL HAVE GONE!"

"Well Lana," Ron said as he looked at her. "You're a girl."

"Oh, well spotted." She said sarcastically.

"Come on," Ron said. "It's one thing for a bloke to show up alone. For a girl, it's just sad. Especially for a champion."

I looked at Y/N. "Did he just -" I asked him.

"Yep, the ginger idiot actually did." He said. "He actually tried to ask my sister to the Yule Ball."

"I won't be going along because believe it or not, someone's asked me!" Lana said to him as she turned his book into Snape. "And I said yes!" She then stormed out of the classroom as Ron looked back at Harry.

"Ron," Y/N said. "You really just tried to ask my sister to the Ball. If it did go well, you have to ask me for my blessing, got it! Now who are you going to ask?"

"We just have to grit our teeth and do it." Ron said. "Tonight when we get back to the common room, we'll both have partners. Agreed?"

"Agreed." Harry said.

"Maybe ask the Patil twins?" I suggested. "They don't have dates, maybe you can go with them?"

"Guess that might have worked." Harry said. "We'll ask them." After that, Y/N and I turned in our books and left the room. I'm still so excited for the ball, I really can't wait for it. Maybe and hopefully, I could tell Y/N how I feel about him...