*A/N: Sorry that I haven't been updating my work. Unfortunately I was subjected to massive amounts of homework and projects. Oh well, in this chapter, we have more action you would ever find in a JKR book! Marcella reveals a special ability that even her own boyfriend never knew about! So buckle your seat belt and get ready for Chapter 8: Final Task- The Showdown With Minglewatts! *

Chapter 8: Final Task- The Showdown With Minglewatts

            Coracles finally emerged from an opening out of a wall, leading to an amphitheater (A/N: Anyone who doesn't know what that is, highlight it and press the "D" button). The sky was pitch black, illuminated by many stars and a crescent moon that shone throughout the arena.
            Minglewatts is here, Coracles said to DéShaun and Harry. I can sense his presence.
            "Well, where is he?" DéShaun asked, looking into the vast circumference of the arena. Just then, a blast of energy had knocked all of them off of Coracles' back.
            "Oh, it's that slick bastard all right," Chennelle shouted, rubbing her forehead.
            "And there's the Greenwich Village faggot over there!" Marcella said with bliss, pointing towards the center of the arena. (A/N: Don't worry, I'm not homophobic. I know a bunch of homosexuals and I would list them but 50/50 tells me you  don't know them).
            A cloaked figure was standing in the center of the amphitheater, his cloak rippling in the rapid wind. Everyone ran towards him when suddenly Minglewatts raised his hand and a tall glass wall appeared between them. Harry ran into the glass as well as Ron and Hermione.
            "I'm surprised that you're so famous, yet clumsy as hell," Minglewatts said demonically. "Oh well, are you ready for your final task?"
            "Ready and willing you dickwad," Harry mumbled, rubbing his nose in pain. "So, what do we have to do now?"
            "Well, it's very simple. All you have to do is defeat me in a battle. But it won't be that easy. I just have to make a few minor adjustments.
            With this, Minglewatts made the glass disappear. He then began to transform into a ferocious dragon with fiery red eyes and black scales. When the transformation was completed, he shot out an upheaval of flames from his mouth. Everyone ran for cover and found a pillar to hide behind.
            "I never knew that Animagi could Transfigure into dragons!!!" Marcella breathed.
            "That's not just a dragon," Hermione replied, looking frightened yet astonish, "that's a Ukrainian Ironbelly, the most dangerous dragon of them all."
            "Well, whatever the hell it is, it's swinging its tail this way!!!" Padma screamed. "Hit the deck!!!!!"
            As they ran away from their hiding, Minglewatts thrashed his massive tail through the pillars, breaking them in halves.
            "He's not gonna live for long," DéShaun scowled. He then withdrew his wand and Lightning Jolt broom out of his MiniLargo and flew towards the gigantic reptilian.
            "Shaun, no!" Marcella shouted after him.
            "It's too late," Chennelle sighed, "he's hard-headed."
            DéShaun was zooming in the air around Minglewatts' head, doing a Conjunctivitis Curse on him. Unfortunately it only made him more violent, causing him to whip his tail left and right. Minglewatts ended up throwing DéShaun off of his broom and left him with a deep slash across his torso. DéShaun flew all the way backing into the concrete bleachers, making an indent.
            "NO!!" Marcella shrieked. "That's it!!! Harry, you cover me. Chennelle, I need you to catch Minglewatts' attention. The rest of you help Harry. No one messes with my man!!"
            "Got it," Harry responded with pride in his little half-brother's girlfriend.
            He picked a feisty one, I see, Harry thought to himself along with a giggle (or at least Chennelle knew what he was thinking).
            They all ran towards Minglewatts, his blazing red eyes glaring into all of theirs. Then, they pointed their wands to the top of their heads.
            "FLAME FREEZE!" they shouted, and a blue and red beam shone over them. After this simple Flame Freezing Charm was put into play, they ran towards Minglewatts who blew colossal jets of flames at them once more. But it was a pointless gesture for they felt nothing more or less than a tingly, tickling sensation.
            "DUPLICANTENIUM!" Harry chanted on his Gryffindor sword. He then threw it to Marcella, who then started to slash at Minglewatts' chest. He pushed her aside as if she was a speck of dust. But she recuperated quickly and an amazing thing happened. Her long hair flared in the wind, and an immense heat surrounded her. A great fire had encircled the dragon, burning one of his hands ( or paws, or whatever the hell dragons have). She then shot a ball of fire towards his snout and gave him a scorching bruise (which would definitely had gotten her arrested by the Control and Regulation of Magical Creatures Department if he was an actual dragon).
            DéShaun regained consciousness in enough time to see his girlfriend conjuring up fires with her mind and causing mass destruction.
            "That's type scary," he whispered to himself. He lurched forward in an attempt to help, but collapsed again because of the immeasurable humidity.
            "What!" Harry exclaimed in surprise. "How can she do that?? Even Dumbledore can't do that!!"
            "Well, she's pyrokinetic," Chennelle yelled over the roar of fire. "I learned about it in Muggle Studies in a book called 'Muggles With Uncanny Non Magical Gifts' by Alfonso Panamerico. She can light fires with only her mind. But I never knew she could do that."
            "So, should we help her out or let her turn 'Mingleballs' into dragon hide soup?" Seamus joked.
            "We'll do both," Ron said. "Hermione, go help Marcella. We'll try to get him from above with these brooms. Someone might want to help DéShaun out."
            "I'll help him," Padma volunteered. She then gave Ron a kiss and Apparated next to DéShaun
.            Don't worry, little bro' , Harry thought to DéShaun, help is on the way.
            {Thanks a lot,} DéShaun thought back. {I'll promise to be back and help fight.}
            The rest of them had mounted the duplicated brooms and flew high in the air at 300 miles an hour. Harry was almost clawed at by Minglewatts, but luckily he did an Impediment Jinx before the hit was made. Then, Marcella had set a fire exactly in Minglewatts' crimson eyes. If the Impediment Jinx wasn't casted, he would have fallen over and caused a great quake. Hermione casted the Body Bind Curse on him finally. After these simple measures took place, Cho, Harry, Ron, Seamus, and Chennelle withdrew their Gryffindor sword.    
            They all did a downward dive in a star formation, their swords pointing down as well. Going 300 miles an hour, they were heading towards the top of Minglewatts' head and then... 
            SLASH!!! Blood and gore seeped out of his head, and he slowly began to Transfigure into a human again. The back of his head was covered in a rush of blood, and he was on all fours with his cloak over him.
            "You...might as well...finish me off...now," he winced, but Harry didn't want to. He wanted to make sure that Minglewatts suffered for what trouble he caused them.
            "FERULA CRANIUM!" Harry bellowed, and bandages raveled out of the tip of his wand, winding around Minglewatts' head. "I'll make sure you get a little kiss from the Dementors!" Harry found a skull near one of the bleachers and asked cho to make a Portkey to Azkaban.
            "Don't think that you're safe, Potter," Minglewatts choked out. "Voldemort will find the right time to kill you!"
            "And I'll be there to stop him once and for all," Harry retorted, "you can count on that. Hope you get fucked in the ass by the Devil, you bastard."

            Cho then gave the enchanted skull to Minglewatts and he vanished into thin air. DéShaun staggered towards the rest of them, Padma holding him up for support. He then turned to Marcella and mumbled, "How come you never told me you were pyrokinetic?"
            "Well, I thought that if you knew what power I possessed, I would be a freak to you."
            "But you know that I have gifts, too. You would never had been left out, even if I was a regular wizard. I can't hold it against you, though." They both embraced each other lightly and then shared a passionate kiss.
            "So, I guess this means goodbye," Harry sighed, directing it to DéShaun and the other two teens.
            "Not goodbye, I mean I can always owl you," DéShaun replied. "It's time for us to go back to Hogwarts now. We have catching up to do. Besides, I have to go to the Hospital Wing and Chennelle would die if she missed her O.W.L.S. I'll write to you!"
            Chennelle mounted her lightning shaped broom. DéShaun mounted his as well, along with Marcella who sat sideways on it, holding onto DéShaun's waist. They all waved as the hurtled through the night sky, Harry and the rest of them waving back.
            "So, Cho, would you like to go back home or stay with me tonight?" Harry said.
            "With you," Cho chimed. "I need the comfort of your arms. I am OH...SO...TIRED!!!"
            "Well, off we go!" Ron said as if their whole night's events didn't happen. "I'll write to all of you when I get a chance." Padma and Ron then Disapparated with a small pop.
            "I have to go type up this for tomorrow's front page of the Daily Prophet," Hermione yawned. "I can see it now: Harry Potter and Friends Defeats Deputy Death Eater. It seems as if business never ends!"
            "I have to go tend to the Three Broomsticks, the customers can't serve themselves!" Seamus chortled. "Holy Shit! THey may be getting free Butterbeer! Gotta go! Bye love, pick you up tomorrow!" He then gave Hermione a kiss on the cheek and they both Disapparated.
            "Come on," Cho said to Harry. "We can ride your new broomstick home."
            So Harry and Cho zoomed home on his Lightning Jolt, and as soon as they got there, they quickly got undressed and made their passion of love to each other. They surely had some catching up to do.

*A/N: Damn! That took awhile! So everything turned out pretty well. But wait! Do I smell more chapters??? Well, I'm going for 17 chapters and this would be the first HP story where Harry has two dangers (or at least I think it is). So get ready for chapter 9!

P.S. I am currently grounded. So don't expect another chapter very soon. However, I will be writing my chapter as soon as I get ideas. I just won't be able to upload it.*

Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do not own Harry Potter. J.K. Rowling, however, does own it and evidently writes better stories than I could ever write. Although the characters aren't mine, this story is part of Phoenix Industries, a publishing company that I made up for my friends!!!