🥀ℙ𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕤𝕤: ℍ.ℙ🥀

𝕊𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕕 𝕋𝕒𝕤𝕜: 𝕐𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝔽𝕠𝕦𝕣

"Harry you told me you'd figured the egg out weeks ago. The task is two days from now.", Hermione scolds the messy haired boy.

"Really? I had no idea. I suppose Viktor's
already figured it out.", Harry responds sarcastically.

"I wouldn't know, we didn't actually talk about the tournament. Actually we didn't really talk at all, Viktor's more of a physical being."

"Mm, hmm.", Harry says quietly.

"I just mean he's not particularly loquacious, Mostly he watches me study. It's a bit annoying actually. You are trying to figure this egg out aren't you?"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I mean these tasks are supposed to test you, in the most brutal way they're almost cruel. And um, I'm scared for you. You got by the dragon mostly on nerve, I'm not sure it's going to be enough this time."

"Hey Potter.", Cedric comes up to them out of the blue.

Hermione walks off.

"Cedric."

"How are you?"

"Spectacular."

"Look I realise I never really thanked you properly for tipping me off about those dragons."

"Forget about it. I'm sure you would have done the same for me."

"Exactly. You know the prefects bathroom on the fifth floor?"

Harry nods.

"It's not a bad place for a bath. Just take your egg and mull things over in the hot water.", Cedric adds awkwardly.

/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/
Harry takes his clothes off before he gets in the bath. He has his golden egg on the side.

"I must be out of my mind.", He opens the egg and the horrible screech noise comes out.

"I'd try putting it in the water if I were you."

"Myrtle!", Harry turns to see Moaning Myrtle.

"Long time no see.", The ghostly figure of little Myrtle flies around.

"I was circling a blocked drain the other day and could swear I saw a bit of polyjuice potion. Not being a bad boy again are you Harry?", Myrtle says to him.

"Polyjuice potion! Kicked the habit. Myrtle, did you say try putting it in the water?", Harry asks.

Myrtle flies around again and gets in the water.

"Well. That's what he did. The other boy, the handsome one. Cedric."

Harry takes the egg and puts it under the water.

"Well go on, open it.", Myrtle urges him.

Harry does so and goes underwater himself. He hears a voice singing.

"Come seek us where our voices sound. We cannot sing above the ground. An hour long you'll have to look, to recover what we took."

"Myrtle, there aren't Merpeople in the black lake are there?"

"Ahhh, very good. Took Cedric ages to riddle it out. Almost all the bubbles were gone...", Myrtle laughs as Harry subconsciously covers himself more with the bubbles.

/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/
"Harry, tell me again.", Hermione sighs.

"Come seek us where our voices sound."

"The black lake, that's obvious."

"An hour long you'll have to look."

"Again obvious, though I must admit potentially problematic."