Twiwizard Worldwide

Teddy concentrated, and felt his hair go bright pink and blue. Something about those colors made him feel stronger. He crept down the stairs, wand out. Every so often, he silently cast another spell for light. It barely illuminated the next step. He stopped halfway down the long spiral. He had to get a hold of himself. He looked around, pointing his wand at the walls. They were made of some kind of gray brick. He reached out and touched it. It was damp.

The spot he touched turned into a hand. Multiple hands.

"BOLLOCKS!" Teddy yelled, running down the stairs. He stumbled near the bottom, but managed to avoid major injury. Panting, he spun around to make sure nothing was following him. He took a few deep breaths. "Expecto patronum!" It helped a little. The combined light from his wand and his wolf allowed him to see the room a bit. There were three doors to his left. He shot a spell at the one in the middle, marking it with an X. "Alohamora."

The door came open with a quiet snap. His Patronus went before him. The ground rumbled as he walked down the long corridor. It ended in a wide room with more doors. There was a noise to his right. He gripped his wand and opened the door.

Ayira came stumbling through. "Teddy!"

"What happened?" he asked quietly.

"The walls…it's the house."

"I know," he said.

They stood back to back, staring at the dripping walls. It was an odd moment—they were supposed to be competing. Still, they couldn't move.

"This isn't going to help," Ayira said finally.

Teddy nodded. "We can't—"

At that moment, Matteo joined them. He wasn't alone.

The three of them cursed poetically in their respective languages. Ayira and Teddy weren't sure what Matteo had done to piss off the house, but if they lived through the next five minutes they'd be sure to ask.

The house had taken shape—and more than just the hands that had reached out from the walls for Teddy. This shape looked…not human, but big. And it definitely had hands. hands that looked like they could crush someone twice Teddy's size.

"Confringo!" he yelled.

The spell glanced off the Gollum, not even leaving a dent.

"Incendio!" He dodged the figure and shot another spell at it. The figure began to burn away with the help of the other two. "The bloody hell was that?"

But Matteo didn't say anything. He shoved Teddy away and ran through the door Ayira had just come through.

"He won't get far," Ayira muttered. "It's a dead end."

"I'm going to take this one," Teddy said, marking the door to the right with an X. "See you."

Ayira nodded, and went through the door next to him.

He went through the door, alone again. Careful not to touch the walls, he ran to the end of the hall. There was another door, as well as a set of stairs. "I hate everything right now."

He couldn't be sure how long he'd ran up and down stairs, through doors, over half walls, and out fake windows. He stopped at the bottom of the stairs and sat down, panting. A hand came out of the walls, but he set it on fire without another look. He heard the other two, and he knew they were all getting close to the exit. "Point me." He took a moment to imagine celebrating with Kyo, Freddie and James. "Expecto Patronum!" He followed his wolf through another room, where Ayira and Matteo were fighting another, bigger, Gollum figure. He ran to join the fight. "Fire!" he told them. "Fire destroys it!"

They managed to burn most of it away. Teddy kept shooting the fire spell at it, but Matteo had stopped. The metamorphmagus turned, wand at the ready, but it was too late. Matteo shot a spell at him that blasted him backward, into what was left of the Gollum. "Incendio! Confringo!" He managed to get the arms burned away, and rolled out from under the creature. Ayira and Matteo had already run out of the house. He ran after them.

Outside wasn't much better than inside. It took a minute for his eyes to adjust to the light, and when they did, all he could see was a thick mist. He looked behind him, spotting his broom resting against the side of the house. "Accio!" As he rode into the air, he whispered, "Point me." As he flew west, still unaware of exactly where he was, the fog cleared away to simple clouds. He could see now, which did little to reassure him. If they were giving back his visibility, there had to be something worse coming.

There was. The clouds got darker, and the shouts were the only warning before the cold overtook him.

"Dementors?" he yelled. "What the fuck is wrong with you people?" he added, figuring that the judges were watching. He flew into the break in the clouds, and saw a swarm of Dementors. Ayira and Matteo were only a bit ahead of him, but the ghoulish creatures were coming toward him. "Want me? Have to catch me." He pulled straight up, a trail of black behind him. He just had to make it closer to where Ayira was fighting. "Expecto Patronum!" he yelled, casting his wolf behind him. He shot another Patronus in front of him, breaking a hole in the swarm. With a burst of speed, he flew straight though it. He felt something behind him, but it wasn't a Dementor. He flew into a dive, dodging a curse and flinging one of his own behind him. He could see the stands now, barely. The Triwizard Cup glittered on the podium in the center. He tossed another couple of spells behind him. He'd be there—safe—in another minute or so.

Two spells whizzed past his head. The third one hit him directly in the back. He went over the front of his broom. Halfway to the ground, he realized that he'd been put in a full body bind. He had a hold of his wand still "Aresto Momentum!" he thought with all his might. It slowed him, but barely. He could hear the screams as he hit. Then he couldn't hear anything.

He tried to blink. Harry appeared above him. Tears welled in his eyes as he looked up at his godfather. He watched as Harry talked urgently with Kingsley and Crawford. They seemed to be arguing about something.

The body bind lifted. Teddy screamed as the pain increased tenfold.

Everything went black.