LbN: One more to go!!
TABC
Yellow- a color like that of an egg yolk, ripe lemons, etc.
What the hell? This was awful. He had put together the damn puzzle and everything had turned yellow! Well, at least now Teddy knew what that last lines of the poem had meant by,
You are standing very close to the win
But though the puzzles finished,
The riddle is not at an end.
He had guessed yellow from all of the other clues and the puzzle had told him that, before everything in sight had turned the color of lemon pie. He looked around. Nothing was making a sound. That was slightly comforting, but it just meant that no one was getting to the center of the maze the way he was. Someone could be getting there from the opposite way, so he had to hurry. For a brief moment, he wondered if the teachers put on this tournament just to watch some of the students suffer.
Racking his brain, he had a slightly crazy idea. He dropped to his knees in the sunshine grass and closed his eyes. With all his might, he morphed to his normal form, and willed the environment to do the same. He had a feeling that this was defying some force of nature or other, because he could feel the spell fighting back. Finally, after what felt like an hour, but was really just two minutes, Teddy felt himself win. He felt his hair turn pink, and the area around him go back to normal. He sighed and opened his eyes a tad and got unsteadily to his feet. Before he had taken two steps, he was knocked sideways as a scarlet robe darted past.
"Thanks Lupin!" Allon yelped as he sped past.
Beater reflexes allowed Teddy to react before he hit the ground.
"Stupify!"
He heard a satisfying thud! as he too hit the ground. He landed wrong, and heard a sickening cracking noise. His wrist began to swell, but quitting had long since ceased to be an option. He struggled to his feet again, holding his wrist. With a grimace, he charmed his arm to stay still and ran forward toward the cup. Not wanting to be stunned, hit, morphed, thrown, or anything else unpleasant one more time, he dove and grabbed the cup by the handle. The last thing he saw before he passed out from pain, exhaustion, and relief, was the stand that had held the cup shooting Ravenclaw blue sparks into the air; signifying the end of the tournament.