𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗥𝗗 𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡 𝗣𝗢𝗩

After having been teased by the Weasley twins all morning — since they were found cuddling while sleeping on the common room couch — Harry and (Y/N) sat on the edge of the Black Lake, leaning against a big tree. Neville stood in front of them, doing something with strange plants.

"Amazing." Neville said

(Y/N) chuckled softly to herself, she thought it was cute when he got fascinated by plants. She was sketching Neville in her sketch book since she realised she had never drawn him before.

"Amazing!" Neville exclaimed

"Neville. You're doing it again," Harry said harshly.

(Y/N) elbowed him in the stomach, muttering, "be nice you rat."

"Oh, right, sorry." Neville mumbled

Harry slightly glared at (Y/N) before pulling out the book Neville had in his bag.

"'Magical Water Plants of the Highland Lochs'?" Harry asked, reading the title of the book.

"Moody gave it to me. That day we had tea." Neville replied, looking up and waving at something approaching the group.

Harry and (Y/N) turned around to see who he was waving at.

Walking towards them was Ginny, Ron and Hermione.

"It's already been through enough people, why don't you just go and talk to him yourself? Ron, this is your problem, not mine." Hermione whispered to Ron

A slight frown appeared on Harry's face. Harry stood up and walked towards them, Hermione stepped forward.

"Ronald would like me to tell you that Seamus told him that Dean was told by Parvati that Hagrid's looking for you." Hermione said

"Is that right? Well you- What?" Harry stammered

"Uh..." Hermione walked back over to Ron, "are you sure you won't do this?" She whispered to Ron

"You do it." He replied

"Dean was told by Parvati that... please don't ask me to say it again. Hagrid's looking for you." Hermione told Harry

"Well you can tell Ronald-" Harry started

"I'm not an owl!" Hermione cut him off

Harry and Ron glared at each other for a bit while Hermione and Ginny started walking back to the common room.

"Bye bye Ronnie!" (Y/N) yelled, waving him goodbye

Ron waved goodbye to her before turning away and rushing to catch up to Ron and Hermione.

"Why did Hermione yell at me," Harry frowned.

"Don't take it personally, she's just stressed. It's kind of annoying hearing your two best friends talk bad about each other and having to hang out with one of them one day and another the next because they won't talk to each other." (Y/N) told him

Harry sighed, he hated arguing with Ron but he wasn't going to apologise, not yet at least.

"I'm done! Ouch, my hand hurts, I've got a hand cramp. Nev, I finished drawing you, do you like it?" She grinned, showing Neville her drawing of him.

"I love it, (Y/N)! Your drawings are always beautiful," Neville smiled.

"You're so sweet, Neville." She turned to Harry, patting the spot next to her, "sit here you grump."

He sat down next to her. She stuck her hand out in front of him, signalling that she wanted him to massage her hand to help with the crap. He shook his head laughing softly before, holding her hand with his and massaging it.

"Thanks Scarhead!"

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Harry walked through the forest, next to Hagrid.

"Did you bring your father's cloak like I asked you?" Hagrid asked

"Yeah, I brought the cloak. Hagrid, where are we going?" Harry questioned

"You'll see soon enough. Now pay attention, this is important." Hagrid said, his hair was gelled back, he was wearing a weird suit/coat and he had a flower in his breast pocket.

"What's with the flower? Hagrid, have you combed your hair?"

"As a matter of fact, I have. You might like to try the same thing now and again."

What does he mean by that??? My hair is nice. (Y/N) thinks it's nice... right? Oh no, Hagrid you rat, you're making me feel insecure about my hair. Harry thought to himself.

Roaring was heard in the distance, Harry looked around nervously.

"Hagrid." A female voice with a French accent yelled

Hagrid walked forward before turning back to Harry, "oh, the cloak! Put the cloak on!" He said

Harry put on the invisibility cloak, following behind Hagrid trying to make as little noise as possible.

"Bonsoir, Olympe." Hagrid greeted Madame Maxime

"Oh, Hagrid. I thought perhaps you weren't coming. I though perhaps... you had forgotten me." She held his hands

"Couldn't forget you, Olympe." Hagrid replied

"Ugh," Harry muttered sticking his tongue out in disgust. He fake gagged a couple of times.

The only time he thought 'romantic stuff' was cute was when it was Ron and Hermione being all cute and flirting/arguing and when he was trying to be all cute with (Y/N).

"What is it you wanted to show me? When we spoke earlier you sounded so... exhilarated." Madam Maxime breathed out

Hagrid nodded, "you'll be glad you came. Trust me."

(A/N: poor Harry, he must've been suffering watching this in person 😔 it's like watching your grandparents flirt 😟)

Hagrid pulled down a branch, revealing four cages. Fire was blowing out of all the cages and the creatures inside were roaring like crazy. There were wizards running around trying to tame the creatures.

"Can we get closer?" Maxime asked

She stepped forward wanting to get a better look.

Harry moved the cloak of his head, making his head the only visible part.

"Dragons? That's the first task? You're joking." Harry said, walking to stand next to Hagrid.

"Come on, Harry. These are seriously misunderstood creatures." Hagrid replied

Just as he said that a dragon blew fire in their direction, they crouched down to avoid the flame.

"Although, I have to admit that Horntail is a right nasty piece of work," Hagrid added. "Poor Ron nearly fainted just seeing him, you know."

Harry frowned, turning to look at Hagrid, "Ron was here?" He asked

"Oh, sure. His brother Charlie helped to bring him over from Romania. Didn't Ron tell you that?"

Harry shook his head, "No, he didn't. He didn't tell me a thing."

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The next morning Harry pulled (Y/N) over to tell her his new knowledge about the first task. He was also going to tell Hermione but she was currently next to Ron so he was going to tell her later.

"You should tell Cedric," (Y/N) said.

"Yeah, maybe I will. I'll think about it." Harry nodded

(Y/N) smiled, about to walk back over to Dean who was standing in the distance awkwardly. Before she could go Harry grabbed her wrist.

"(Y/N), do you think I need to comb my hair? Do you like my hair?" He asked

"That's a strange question. I love your hair, it's so fluffy and pretty! You should let me try and braid you hair later." She smirked, giving his cheek a soft slap before walking back over to Dean.

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next update: tomorrow