Ok, yes I messed up last chapter (which was ages ago)

Ravenclaw isn’t close to the ground; it’s a tower, oops.

Enjoy!

Ray yawned as she looked out onto the lake. The day was warm for one in late fall, and the water shone and rippled in the fresh breeze. The sounds of other students talking near by hit her like a gaggle of angry cars, all blaring their alarms to see whose was louder or more interesting sounding. Not that she could blame them; this could be one of the last few outside days in the year.

But Ray wasn’t outside to enjoy the nice weather, she was there to think. In just a little less than an hour Harry would have to face off to a dragon. A seventh year had a chance to survive, but a little fourth year like him didn’t have a hope. All Ray could think about was seeing him getting gnashed by the dragon’s sharp canines and incisors. The child that Voldemort couldn’t kill would end up just becoming dragon feed. It was truly sad.

Absent minded she brushed a leaf out of her hair and looked up at Vire, sitting calmly in the tree. His shaking the branches with just his breathing was sending a gentle rainfall of orange leaves onto Ray. She looked up at him, and his pink hair that was starting to fade slowly back to black, making it seem slightly grayish. He looked back down at her.

“Shouldn’t we be going to the arena?” He asked as he gingerly stood up on one of the tree’s thin branches.

Ray sighed as Vire jumped down next to her. “I suppose.” He took the hand he offered and used it to pull herself up swiftly.

“You don’t sound too excited.”

Ray just kept walking as she ignored him. She hadn’t told any one what she had seen that night, not even Vire. She knew her unusual silence was making him uneasy, but Ray couldn’t help it. She felt like if she told one person, ever one else would find out. That would only lead to them questioning how she could have sneaked out of the tallest tower in Hogwarts.

It was a sad fact that you couldn’t trust the people in your own house not to turn you in. Though Ray though she had a good reason. She was supposed to be human; she couldn’t let what happened to Lupin happen to her too.

Vire sighed and put his arm around her waist, pulling him close to her. If it wasn’t for the fact he didn’t smell human, he would never be able to get this close to Ray.

“You can tell me when you’re ready; I’ll be around to listen.”

“It won’t matter once the tournament starts.”

“What, do you know what the first trial is or something?”

Vire stared as his friend started laughing her head off. If only he realized how close he was.

If it wasn’t for the fact that the dragons were chained up, Vire swore he wouldn’t even be with in 1000 yards of the arena. Baby dragons were known fairy eaters. So why wouldn’t and adult love to get its lips around a human sized pixy dust covered snack?

“Oh would you stop shaking fairy boy?” Rachael growled.

“Oh shove it Rach, you make it seem like I’m a queer or something like that.”

“Oh would you shove it, you survived the first three.”

Ray sighed and decided to play the ‘I don’t know these people’ game. She was looking that the very pissed off Hungarian Horntail out into the arena. Who ever thought of having the most dangerous dragon ever being the one a fourth year had to face must be kicking them selves while laughing at that moment.

At the sound of cheering Ray turned her head to the entrance door. A very scared shitless looking Harry walked out.

“Oh man, he’s going to be dead in a few minutes.” Rachael gasped as she inched over to look over the railing.

“Give the boy who lived a little credit Rach, right Ray?”

Ray looked at the boy, as the dragon launched at him, snapping its jaws and shooting fire. Harry was just running around like the mouse cornered by the cat.

“Harry is a goner.”

If this were a manga instead of a novel, Vire would have been finding himself sweat dropping. But this is not Japan, it is Scotland, so he just gave a defeated sigh.

(A/N: Yes, Hogwarts is in Scotland, for those that don’t know)

Harry was now pointing his wand into the hair, calling out a spell Ray and the others couldn’t hear over every one’s shouts and gasps. Suddenly from over a few Hufflepuffs heads flew a broom, which was boarded by Harry as soon as it reached him. Ray gasped as he started to fly around the Dragon at breakneck speeds, trying to find an opening to grab the golden egg.

The Dragon roared in anger as Harry kept flying away from its grasp, and roared even louder when he flew right in front of her face. She tugged at her chain, trying desperately to grab the flying boy. Which a tremendous snap and an echo of gasps and screams from the crowd, the Dragon lurked and the heavy metal chain broke.

Vire clung to Ray in fear while Harry, and more importantly the dragon chasing him, flew right over their heads. Ray looked over at the teacher’s box, to see them all scurrying around in panic, trying to figure a way to bring the dragon back and secure it before the young boy was turned to mince meat.

The only one who didn’t seem to be panicking was Mad Eye. And as far as Ray could see, he was even smirking.

Ray stood, taking Vire with her.

“What, are you out of your bloody mind? There is a dragon flying around!” Vire screamed over the shouting voices.

“Moody is up to something guys, we have to investigate.”

“But now?” Rachael whined “why not tonight?”

Ray smirked as Moody frowned. Harry was standing in the middle of the rocky field, holding the golden egg above his head like a seeker who just caught the snitch, before he ran back into the tent.

“Tonight it is then lads, tonight it is.”

“Remind me why I agreed to this.”

“Because you are batty maybe?”

“No that’s Ray.”

“Oh shove it up your ass you two.”

The two laughed as Ray slowly tried to keep her staff a float, the extra weight made it hard though.

“God Rachael, lay off the mice burgers, you weigh a ton!”

“Only if you lay off the human burgers.”

“Will you girls stop it, we missed his window!”

Ray growled as she flew backwards to the window that was one of the few still with a light on. Slowly and carefully the three of them stood up to look just over the window’s bottom, using the rough rock off the wall in their hands to keep balance.

“What is he doing?” Rachael whispered hoarsely as the three stood there, watching him stir a wickedly green potion in a black cauldron.

“I think that’s a polyjuice potion.” Vire whispered back. Ray felt her self nod. But all three of them froze when it happened.

Moody was looking out the window, and straight at them.