[Wicked Witch Green]

Viktor could barely believe his eyes as Harry stood, all traces of nervousness gone from his body, and walked right into the middle of the ritual these two mad men seemed to be holding. Viktor was reluctant to follow, knowing that the two were dangerous without needing it to be said. Viktor had learnt to recognise this, if nothing else, within Durmstrang.

"Ah, Harry Potter, exactly who we wished to see here!" the man with the higher voice said in a mocking tone. It was only then that Viktor realised that the man's voice was also extremely breathy, and his body was the small white thing that seemed to be held within the other man's arms. "And a guest? Why, you are more resourceful than I would have anticipated!"

Viktor didn't think that was anything of a compliment, nor did he expect Harry to have taken it as one given the previous tenseness Harry had held when they had been caught, so the hard mask that Harry wore in that moment was nothing of a surprise.

The series of hisses that left Harry's mouth a moment later did shock Viktor into a standstill. It seemed like it shocked the other man as well, for nothing followed the series of hisses.

"No matter. There's little you can do to change this, Harry Potter," Viktor could see the eyes glowing red from within the blankets, and shivered at the thought of a child being able to produce this much fear.

Viktor had little time to think as that green light shot towards him, looking like the wicked witch green his youngest cousin had always been so fond of.

Suddenly his vision went black.