Harry Potter and the Duplaticus Curse
Chapter 23 The Final Quidditch Match
(A.N. Well, I finally got this one up. Anyway, if you read my other one, you should know that during the final Quidditch Match, ol' Voldie is going to do something to Harry. And the match is against Ravenclaw, which means Harry is going to be playing against Cho. Hmmmm… The tics are still here, and their causing havoc around Hogwarts
J Malena J
P.S. If you don't know, 'tic' means 'the inner child')
By the time everyone was going down to dinner, the tics were so worked up, that they were literally bouncing off of the walls.
Dean tic: "Look at me go!"
Harry tic: "WWWEEEEEEE!"
Ron: "Ron! Get down from there! I mean it!"
Hermione: "Hermione, please come down. You can have extra dessert."
Hermione tic: "Dessert ruins your teeth."
The sixth years weren't the only ones with tics. In fact, all of the seventh years had tic's too. Professor Dumbledore had set up another table, just for the tics. Draco Malfoy tic was there, along with Crabbe and Goyle tic. Malfoy tic was looking smugly around the table. Harry tic was talking to Ron and Hermione tic, except when he was glancing at Cho tic. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were exhausted from chasing their tic's around the castle.
After desert Professor Dumbledore stood up and everyone fell silent. Except for Parvati tic, who was complaining loudly about the food.
"I'd like to welcome our guests," Professor Dumbledore boomed, smiling at the tic's, even though Ron tic and Malfoy tic had started to punch each other. Ron and Malfoy ran forward to pull their Inner children apart.
Professor Dumbledore smiled again.
"I hope that our guest enjoy their stay," Professor Dumbledore said. "Now, everyone to bed!" The tic's didn't want to go to bed. They had all started a food fight.
All of the sixth years and seventh years rushed forward to get their tic's.
"Pick me up! Pick me up!" Squealed Harry tic, ice cream dripping off of his hair. Harry reached down and picked up his inner child. Cho was only a few feet away, taking her tic by the hand. Her tic had dark hair, just like the real Cho. Cho tic smiled at Harry tic and waved. Harry tic waved bashfully back.
All of the sixth and seventh years were praying that their tics would be tired and go to bed immediately. Unfortunately, all of the sugar in the desserts seemed to have energized them even more.
"Well, we'll just have to wait until the sugar wears off," Hermione shouted, while all of the tic's played hide-n-seek around the common room, screaming at the top of their lungs.
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Two hours later, most of the tic's were really tired, and insisted on going to bed. Harry, Ron and Hermione tic were yawning a lot, but they insisted that they weren't tired.
When Harry and Ron carried their inner children up to their dorm room, Dean and Seamus tic were having a pillow fight, and Neville tic was cowering under his bed.
Harry and Ron tic instantly sprang out of Harry and Ron's arms and went and joined the pillow fight, while Ron, Harry, Dean and Seamus tried to break it up. After the many feathers from their pillows floated back down to the floor, all of the tics climbed onto their beds, and said to their taller doubles, "Where are you going to sleep?"
Harry, Ron, Dean, Seamus, and Neville were forced to the uncomfortable and hard floor.
Even when the tics were tucked in the five of them couldn't get to sleep. The tic's were giggling madly, except for Neville tic, who was snoring loudly.
Ron pulled a pillow over his head, to try and block out the sound.
"I'm never going to get to sleep," Ron moaned.
"Hey, at least you don't have a Quidditch match tomorrow," Harry said, staring at the celing.
"You know what, screw this, I'm going to the common room," Dean said, pulling off his blanket and grabbing his pillow. He strode angrily to the door, wrenched it open and they heard him walking downstairs. The remainder of them stared at the door for a moment before following suit.
Dean wasn't the only one who thought of going down to the common room. All of the Sixth years and seventh years were already down there, lying on the couches and chairs. Harry and Ron, took a space on the floor near Hermione, who was already sleeping soundly. Sean was snoring near them, muttering something about Quaffles and Bludgers.
Harry laid down and a few minutes later he was sleeping fitfully.
The first thing Harry dreamed about was his tic. Harry had overslept and his tic was playing Quidditch instead of him. In fact, most of the players were tic's. Cho tic was there, Sean tic was there and a few other tics. Then he dreamed that he was lost in the forbidden forest with his tic, his tic was flying beside him, and then Harry tic started to scream.
Harry woke with a start. Someone was screaming, but it wasn't Harry tic. It was Neville tic.
The real Neville sprang to his feet and dashed up to the common room. Harry saw many other faces poke out from under their blankets to see what was going on.
"Who screamed?" Hermione moaned sleepily.
"Neville tic," Harry yawned.
"What time is it?" Ron asked, poking his head out from under his blanket. Hermione looked at the clock.
"It's four in the morning," She whispered. Ron moaned again.
In a few minutes they had all fallen asleep again.
Harry was awoken hours later by Sean, stepping on his hand.
"Time to get up!" He exclaimed. "Quidditch match today!" Harry groaned and threw his blanket to the side.
"What time is it Sean?" Asked Harry grogily.
"Six! We want to get an early start."
Harry got up and went to his dorm to get his Quidditch robes. All of the tic's were sleeping peacefully. Harry went for his trunk and had opened it when Harry tic woke up.
"Hi! Hi! Hi!" Harry tic said cheerfully. Harry grunted in reply, pulling out his broomstick and his robes.
"Where ya' going?" Harry tic asked.
"To breakfast." Harry said shortly.
"Can I come?" Harry nodded.
Harry tic sprang out of his bed, he had never changed out of his clothes.
Harry tic followed Harry downstairs. Harry and the rest of the Gryffindor team went down to the Great Hall where Professor Flitwick and Professor Dumbledore were deep in conversation. Professor Dumbledore looked up and spotted the Gryffindor team.
"Harry," He called. "Professor Flitwick found the counter curse." Harry looked down at his tic. Harry tic's face paled and he started to run away, when Harry grabbed his arm.
"No! No! No! No! No!" Harry tic yelled.
"WHAT'S THE COUNTER CURSE?" Harry cried over Harry tic's screams.
"DELETRIUS DUPLICUS JANUVILLE!" Professor Flitwick squeaked over Harry tic's rants.
Harry took out his wand and repeated after Professor Flitwick. Harry's inner child froze for a moment, before he erupted into sparks and disappeared.
"I'm glad that's over with," Harry sighed. Harry turned back to the team. Sean had gone to get his own tic. Over the next few hours the Great Hall filled up, most of the people going to the Ravenclaw and Gryffindor table to wish them good luck. Finally, at eight the Gryffindor team walked out to the dressing room.
Sean gave a short speech before wishing them good luck. The seven of them walked out to the Quidditch field.
After a few minutes the stadiums were filled with students and teachers. Harry noticed only a few tics, most people had gotten theirs deleted.
"Mount your brooms," Madame Hooch said, clambering onto her own. Harry glanced to the end of the Ravenclaw line where Cho was standing. She noticed Harry looking at her, and smiled.
"Good luck," She mouthed.
"You too," Harry mouthed in reply. With the sound of a whistle everyone on both teams went off in different directions. Sean flew to the goal posts and guarded them. The four beaters went chasing after the Bludgers. Harry flew above them all, searching for the Snitch.
"Look out Harry!" Sean bellowed just as a Bludger went by his head.
"Whoa! That was close! The Gryffindor seeker was almost decked by that Bludger-" Mara was saying.
Harry spotted Cho out of the corner of his eye. She was following close behind him, not letting him anywhere near the Snitch. Harry showed her his speed, and left her behind. Harry found a new spot to look for the Snitch, moving every minute or so.
Finally he spotted it, fluttering above the Ravenclaw goalposts. On the other side of the field. Harry put on a huge burst of speed. Before anyone knew what was happening Harry had caught the snitch tightly in his hand. He looked around at Cho, who looked downfallen. Harry became aware of all of the noise around the stadium. The Gryffindor team was speeding toward him. Before they had reached him there was a blinding flash of green light. Harry had been hit by Avada Kedavra. Harry was knocked off of his broom and he hurdled toward the ground. He took out his wand and shouted a spell. He instantly found himself hovering a few feet above the ground. He muttered the counter curse and he fell lightly onto the ground.
Almost instantly he wished he hadn't done that. He started to sink into the ground. He was sinking fast and before he knew it he was hurtling through the darkness, and into some sort of chamber. He hit the ground, and was thrown into unconsciousness.
A.N. Where is Harry?
J Malena J