It was the day of the first task, and between the interview and then, there were some restlessness weeks.

For a start, Hadrian snapped for the first time since the beginning of the year. The reason: his regulars check-ups.

As his father asked for, he got his temperature checked every day by his mother to see if he got a fever or if he is developing his first heat. Before the fifth check-up, he snapped.

Hadrian refused to take off his clothes and to lay down. He demands that Draco will come to the room and began to cry even before Draco's first step inside. After ten minutes of Draco rubbing circles on his back, his mom told him that would be his last check-up and from now they will only check for a fever.

He didn't like this idea too, getting tired of a check every day, but since it was a big improvement for him, he took it.

He was tired of those check-ups. Ever since the big one Dillan had given him, he hated them with passion. And don't let him begin about his anatomy. It's like it is the only thing that surrounded him, and let him tell you, it the worst thing ever. The only reason he did not react to his parents' package was that he was still tired from the blocks removing, as it was in the morning after all.

Lately, he was a bit moodier, and the fact that Rita Skeeter got permission from the ministry (without Dumbledore's consent mind you) to stay at Hogwarts during the year to follow the Triwizard Tournament wasn't helping either, needed to keep the show at all time, who knows how she finds out secrets of others.

He often lashed out when the night was approaching, and in the mornings he was like a dead teen on his feet, and luckily he had Draco carrying him everywhere anyway always.

And, a week after the interview, the article came, each champion had a full page for himself, starting from where they came from, hobbies, skills and more, everyone had a page except him, who actually had five pages, stating his past, the outrageous thing that Dumbledore had done and the injustice, about Draco being his mate and much, much more. Apparently, Skeeter had found photos of him doing his skills while still young: everything from dancing and modelling ballets moves, playing the violin, up in the air on an Aerial Loop or the Aerial rope, on the trapeze, singing in a recording room or on a stage, ice skating with his violin in hand, scores in school and one article that was translated from Greek to English about him being a child prodigy and many more. So it was painfully normal to see him with a headache every day.

And that was the reason they didn't suspicious at all when he got his first heat.

Draco was the one to find out first out, even before Hadrian.

He woke up to a strong smell of vanilla and strawberries, which made him hungry for something more, something that he couldn't explain, but his thought began to drift to the thing he could do to Hadrian at the moment, he realised one little thing, the only reason that to this smell would have a relation to Hadrian, a heat.

It was very common, especially in the first heat, that the submissive would produce a strong smell to lure his alpha to him.

Draco opened his eyes, forcing himself to wake up fast, and looked at his mate, who last night was very nervous about today, so nervous that Draco needed to calm him down... In a particular way, one might say.
Hadrian was at the moment flushed, and panting in his sleep, he could see sweat marks on his clothes, and his abdomen moving a bit... Realising that he was trying to get friction.

Draco got out slowly, trying to act against his instincts, and ran out from the bedroom, rushing to his head of house's chambers, knocking on the door very fast and strong, trying to get things moving before his instincts would take over him and he would run back to the room.

When Severus woke up, he thought that he was going to murder someone right in the door. Last night it was hard to fall asleep, thinking about his son and was is going to happen today.

So when he opened the door, to see his godson with messy hair and a worried look, the worst scenarios came into his mind.

"What happened?"

"I think Hadrian got into his first heat, " Draco answered him in a rush.

And that was all it took to wake the potion professor at 5:37 a.m and make him ran so fast with Draco behind him that the maker of the Firebolt will be in shame.

He opened the door. His son was still asleep, but his flush, according to Draco, got a stronger colour. He approached the bed, and one conclusion came to his mind, Draco was right.

-&-&-&-

When Hadrian woke up, he could think of two things only:

1. It was really hot

2. He needs his alpha NOW

He jumped up, deciding to search for his mate, only to be thrown back down, on the bed, by his mother.

He heard the door closed, and his mother was hugging hard, trying to calm his rapid breathing.

"Mommy I... I need... My.. Mate" he tried to say, but his hard breathing got in the middle. Why he was breathing so hard? He didn't know. And it was so hot too. He wanted to cool down, and he knew that his mate can cool him down, he knew that Draco can make him cool down, that why he needed his alpha, his dominant, his Draco.

But Mummy wouldn't let him. He was held by his shoulders, and his mummy was looking at him in the eyes, so he tried to focus on his mummy's eyes too, maybe he needs to explain to mummy why he needs Draco.

But he didn't do that, because his mummy began to talk to him.

"Hadrian, sweety, you are in heat, I need you to focus on me, alright? I need you to tell me where is the package baby, please tell me where is the package so I can help you."

He was in heat? Well, that explains why it is so hot.

"The package is still... In... The trunk... Mummy. Can I... See... My mate?"

"You would see Draco soon sweety, Just wait a little bit." And before he could ask why, his mummy was next to the end of the bed, where Draco's and his trunks where.

He couldn't really concentrate, and the next thing he knew, his mother put a bottle in his mouth. Why there was a bottle in his mouth? He wasn't thirsty... Wait, mummy said he was in heat, he needed a potion to concentrate... Didn't he?

He drank the bottle and he knew that this day is going to be a hard one. And that why after he finished the potion, he immediately face fell back into the bed, feeling very tired, groaning into his wet from sweat blanket.

-&-&-&-

It took time to convince his mom that, yes, he did have enough strength and yes, he could focus enough to put the special harness on.

He just got his body freedom from every one, no need to go backward. He went into the bathroom with the package and reopen it, getting the harness and the bottle of lube out.

Slowly, he took his underwear off, and with shaky hands, he began to jerk off, luckily, at the moment he was a very horny, virgin teenage so it was fast.

Knowing it will take almost half an hour to get hard again, he began to follow the list of directions that was in his mind.

He opened the bottle of lube and began to spread it on the two toys that were attached to the harness with one hand, and with the other, he began to perp himself.

It felt very coward, especially since it was his first time, but he thought he did alright... Till he tried to put the first dildo inside him, then he knew he didn't prepare enough. But, not wanting to call for help, nor to begin over again, he just put more lube on the harness and slowly pushed himself down, while his hand lift the harness up.

After ten full minutes of this, the harness was all inside, and now there was only the ring, which he managed much faster.

He stood up, very very slowly mind you, and put back on his underwear, before slowly getting back to the bed, where his mom was waiting for him.

His mom helped him to lay down, helping him to calm himself down too, before letting Draco back in the room, so he could do for him himself instead he mom.

They were like this, for three more hours, before it was time to get ready for the first task, dragons.

-&-&-&-

They were in the tent with the three other champions, the moment they got in, Fleur recognised his situation.

"You can't compete like that, you should stay in bed. You are unfocused." Cedric looked at her confused. "What's going on?"

"Hadrian is in heat, " Draco said, looking worriedly at his mate, who at the moment needed support to stand up, never mind walking here. The whole school, with the visitors, went in the carriages all the way to the mountains on the far side of the school to watch the task, while the teachers and operators of the task went through the apparition.

At the moment, Hadrian couldn't that way, so with all the school he went with the carriages, and Severus decided to go with his son as well.

"And unfortunately, " Draco continued, "he doesn't have a choice, it's or this or losing his magic to the contract, and we can't have that. The moment he finishes the task, we will take him immediately back to bed."

"That awful. Can you even do that Had?" Cedric asked looking sicklily worried to the little child. "Well, the way I decided to compete this task does not require any complex magic, nor running around, so hypothetically, I will manage."

Just then, Rita with her photographer came into the tent.

"Hello, does everyone excited?" She asked with a huge smile, looking around her before frowning. Seeing everyone grim and worried faces.

"What did I miss?"

"Hadrian got into heat this morning." Draco was the one to answer her, hugging Hadrian harder and closer (if possible) to him.

"Oh, my, " Rita said, "can he compete like that?" She asked, turning her head to Severus, who at the moment was the only adult in the tent except her and the photographer.

"He doesn't have a choice, though his plan for this task does not require any special kind of magic or running around, so in question, he supposed to be alright. But since this is the Triwizard Tournament, which is famous to be unpredictable, we can not really know."

And then Crouch came in, with the three headmasters behind him and Charley Weasley.

"Good morning, Champions, " Dumbledore said as everyone looked up at their entrance. "You have waited. You have wondered, and now the moment is here."
When Dumbledore saw the champions' faces, he thought it was because they were worried and nervous about the task, and not because one of them was even in bigger danger than before.

"A moment, " he continued, "only you four can fully appreciate," And here he got some hatred looks, but deciding to ignore that.

"Barty?"

"Surely, " now Crouch began talking, making their scowl to disappear, just a little bit. "It's been excruciating for you all, speculating these many weeks as to just what it is that awaits you tonight. Within this bag lies the answer. Miss Delacour, if you will..."

Crouch came closer to Fleur, who also was the closest to him, and hold the small old bag in front of her. Fleur, conscious, reached into the bag and draws out a tiny model of a dragon bearing the number two on him. It pads over Fleur's palm and lets out a tiny puff of smoke.

"The Welsh Green. Mr Krum..." Crouch said, turning now to Krum, who reached in and draws out the number three.

"The Chinese Fireball...."

And then Cedric, who got the number one.

"The Swedish Short-Snout. Which leaves..."

Hadrian reached into the bag slowly, and draw out a black and green dragon with a yellow stomach, "the Horntail" Hadrian said, Draco and Severus looking darkly at the dragon, and a tad of interest too.

Hadrian didn't tell anyone what he planned for the task, and so Draco and Severus looked worried at each other, then turning to Hadrian.

The miniature dragon in his palm rears up angrily, let's out a roar and emits a tiny ball of fire.

"These, " Crouch began to talk again, " represent the four real dragons, each of which has been given a golden egg to protect. Your objective is simple: Collect the egg. This you must do, for each egg contains a clue, without this you cannot hope to survive the next task. Any questions?"

Everyone stayed mute.

"Very well, " Dumbledore said." Good luck to you all. Mr Diggory, at the sound of the cannon you may pro-..."

KA-BOOOM

Finch fired a small canon a tad early, just a tad, causing all present to nearly jump out of their skins.

Cedric stares at the tiny dragon in his hand, then closes his fingers over it and strides away.

The crowd was roaring. And the last thing the champions saw before the tent was closed again was a poll of fire shot into the air.

Crouch with the three headmasters and Rita went out of the tent, to watch their schools' champions, and for giving the scores in the end.

They could hear everything from inside the tent. The screaming of the crowd, the dragon roaring, and Crouch leading and explaining what's going on to those who do not see.

Eventually, Fleurs gets out when the cannon fires the second time, and after her Krum went out too, leaving Hadrian alone.

He asked from his mate and mom to go out and watch, he had Fleur and Krum to watch over him, and he wanted his mate to think on something else other than his possible death... Even though it wasn't probably the best idea to watch the others dragons... But oh well.

The cannon fired a fourth time, and Hadrian stood up slowly and went to the exit of the tent, slowly emerging out and into a huge roaring stone arena.

There were hundreds of screaming faces wheel above him and three massive banners hand and tattered and smoking. Only the banner opposite, emblazoned with the Hogwarts crest, is wholly intact...

...And then a fireball bursts through the centre of the banner, which now disintegrated, revealing the Horntail. Her yellow eyes were blazing around. Spiked tall punishing the ground where a glimmering golden egg was lying, among regulars ones.

And the next thing he knew was a flying fireball in his direction. So he did the only natural thing:

He runs straight into the flames and when he got to the end of the cliff the tent was standing on, he jumped into the flames.

There were screaming of shock from the crowd, especially when the flames disappear, showing him standing on a huge rock in the black combat wizard robes which were now burned in the ends and opened at the front, showing his black shirt and black pants, facing the angry dragon that was standing in front of him now, seven floors higher than him in the littlest.

He got his wand out and pointed it to his throat.

'Can you not fire a ball of fire at me again, please? I am currently in heat and I do not think I am in a stable condition to run away from them.' Hadrian said to the female dragon standing in front of him, looking slightly tired and with an innocent look on his face, yellows eyes looking directly to the yellows ones of the dragon.

Said dragon looked at him in shock.

'A speaker?' The dragon asked him.

'I do believe this is what the reptiles family calls us who can speak to you,' He answered back.

'So say submissive speaker, ' the female dragon came closer to his face, 'why did your eyes change their colour? I do believe yellow is not a regular colour for the human's eyes.'

'Well, I am also a part dragon, a spry if to be exact from my mom's side. And I thought it would be for the better if I showed you this part of me too.' Hadrian answered, making himself at the same time to look a bit smaller.

'A spry?? I didn't saw one from this kind in so long. So say little spry, why are you standing here?'

'Well you see, the old man there with the long white beard the small almost bald man next to him, ' he turned around and pointed at Dumbledore and Crouch who were sitting very high up, making the female Horntail to look up at them. 'Forced me to compete in a dangerous game which I wasn't allowed to participate in because of my age. And that why I am here.

'I do not want to hurt you or your yet to be born hatchlings. There is a gold egg among yours that I need to take with me in order to get out of this place, and they wanted to force me to fight you, and in the process to probably hurt you to achieve the egg. So please, I do not want to cause you or your hatchlings any harm, so can you please help me get to the egg and then back to the entrance? As I told you my condition at the moment makes it very hard to do so.'

The female Horntail looked at him for a second, before lifting him up into a hug and carrying him at the same time to her nest, where all the eggs were, before lowering him down.

To say the crowd, nevertheless the judges, Draco and Severus, ever expected that. The crowd was so shocked that he almost forgot to scream when the Dragon got closer to lift Hadrian.

After getting back down, Hadrian went immediately to the golden egg, and then immediately he was back in the air, being carried to the exit, where he was put down.

He waves goodbye to the female dragon before going back inside, where he heard the cheers of the audience.

He was led immediately to the healer tent, when the Mediwitch of Hogwarts rushed him to a bed, looking for any injuries.

Just when he sat on the bed, the door was opened again, this time by a worried alpha who jumped at his mate and hugged him as hard as he could.

"Don't scare like that ever again. And next time, please tell me if you have the power to speak Parseltongue." Draco said before kissing him all over the face, only to finish with his lips.

"I promise"

"Good", Draco said before giving one last kiss.

He didn't have any scratch, he got the higher score, the Slytherins with the visiting schools, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw (and some redheads with a shy Neville) went to celebrate his winning while he was back at his room with Draco, both of them celebrating in a very special way for Hadrian, courtesy of the harness and a vibrator charm...

Only to get out of the room at night, without the heat and a bit tired but ready to celebrate with his friends.

The plan was going on well, now only he needed to find a way to tell the champions that they need to open the golden egg only underwater.