Disclaimer: HP & Co. belong to JKR. This plot and other characters belong
to Dani.
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The judges were Professor Flitwick, Snape and Leonhart. Leonhart went up to the stage and spoke to the contestants.
'Will everyone please write their names in the piece of paper next to the stage?'
The students went there and wrote down their names. Some wondered why, others didn't really care. And when everybody finished, Leonhart continued.
'Alright. Now, Professor Flitwick will go around giving you the names of who you'll be dueling against, from the paper you've given.'
Professor Flitwick handed out the papers. Everyone was curious as to whom they've gotten.
Some of the students said 'Yes!' and the others groaned. Harry was nervous. But before he could open his, Leonhart spoke once again.
'This is how it works; all of you now have partners. Nothing went wrong, you've got someone's name in your hand as they in return, have yours. Will everyone now please pair up?'
The students paired up and Harry got a look at his paper. It read Pansy Parkinson.
Harry felt slightly uncomfortable but then realized this would be easy. He didn't like Pansy so it would be easy to duel with her. He wouldn't feel the slightest guilt. Well, maybe some guilt but what she did to Hermione and to other people, he won't forgive.
Pansy slowly emerged from the crowd. Her face was grave and angry. She had a hard time looking at Harry but when she did, her face locked on his eyes.
Harry stared back, loathingly. He rarely stares like this. Only people he used this stare was Malfoy, Snape, the Dursleys, Peter Pettigrew, Gilderoy Lockhart, once Ron and once Cedric. Also Voldemort.
The students waited for the teacher's signal. 'Alright, begin!' said Leonhart.
Spells and enchantments were heard throughout the Hall. Cries of pain and/or triumphs were heard as well.
Harry hadn't begun yet but neither has Pansy. Then, he cried out, 'Petrificus Totalus!' and suddenly Pansy's arms and legs were constrained to her body. She was frozen. Harry felt weird because she didn't even try and fight of his spell. It looked more like she waited for it.
The winners of each pair went up the stage. Malfoy was one of them. He made Zak Wilson have jelly-legs. Half of the people who entered were up there.
Then, half of them left. Then another. After some time, the only people left were Harry, Malfoy, Toni Anne, Tara, Shayla and Gilliam. Three boys against three girls. Harry faced Tara, Malfoy faced Shayla and Gilliam faced Toni Anne.
Harry didn't want to duel with a girl but he had to. He looked at Tara and saw that she wasn't doing anything. Harry's not conceited but this was a bit too easy. He glanced at Snape. He looked like he was talking or muttering under his breath.
Then he saw Tara move her wand. She was about to say a spell, no doubt a powerful one, she was facing the great, but not to him, Harry Potter!
He thought fast. 'Expelliarmus!' he said.
Tara's wand flew and headed for him. He caught it and the match was over. She shook her head.
'That was fast. I don't' remember doing anything. But that's normal. Congratulations, Harry Potter.' she said politely.
'Oh. Thanks. You don't remember anything?' he asked, curiously.
She blushed. 'Well it doesn't happen often but sometimes I drift to a state where I do something then forget it.'
'Oh. Okay. Good match by the way.' he said sportsman like.
'Yeah. Anyway, I have to go now. I have Quidditch practice. Bye.' she said as she walked out the Hall.
Malfoy won over Shayla. She, too, didn't put much of a fight. Harry wondered why. He always had the impression that she was an excellent witch. Better than Malfoy at least. She shook her head as she left and gave Harry a smile. She was pretty happy for a person who just lost to a git like Malfoy.
Toni Anne and Gilliam were still dueling. They were obviously not having any trouble with easy competitors.
After she yelled 'Ondemnia!' he fell back, laughing his head off. She blew her wand and said, 'Tickling spell. Always works.'
She helped him up and they shook hands.
'You're quite the witch.' said Gilliam.
'Thanks. You were pretty good yourself.'
He left the hall, leaving Harry, Malfoy and Toni Anne as the finalists.
As Harry waited for the next instruction, he saw Malfoy go to Snape. Then it hit him. Snape wanted him and Malfoy to duel with each other! It all made sense!
He probably tried to make them duel from the beginning, but he couldn't get pass the enchantment of fairness. He probably controlled Shayla and Tara!
Harry glared at Snape, which when he saw, he returned.
Leonhart broke the very tense glaring by giving out the next instructions. 'Will the young men please get ready to duel? The young lady would duel with the winner.'
Harry faced Malfoy. They both bowed, if you call tilting barely 15 degrees bowing.
Leonhart began the duel.
Malfoy yelled, 'Millemio!' This was the spell for making your head big. Harry ducked but managed to say, 'Emerenta!' which makes a person blind for a few seconds.
Malfoy missed it, by a few inches. Malfoy had an evil look. He raised his wand and yelled, 'Bellendia!' as Harry yelled 'Prydentium!'
They were both hit by each other's spells. Harry's hands were shaped like bells and Malfoy's mouth stretched till his ears.
'That's a tie for the both of you.' Leonhart gleefully said. 'I guess the winner of this contest is no doubt,' he began. Malfoy was expecting his name. 'Toni Anne Jordan!'
'Huh? But she didn't even duel!' complained Malfoy.
'But you see Mr. Malfoy, she's the only one her unharmed, therefore making her winner.' said Leonhart. 'Congratulations, Jordan.'
'Thanks, sir.' she said, still dazed.
'Now off to the hospital wing you two.' he said to Harry and Malfoy.
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The judges were Professor Flitwick, Snape and Leonhart. Leonhart went up to the stage and spoke to the contestants.
'Will everyone please write their names in the piece of paper next to the stage?'
The students went there and wrote down their names. Some wondered why, others didn't really care. And when everybody finished, Leonhart continued.
'Alright. Now, Professor Flitwick will go around giving you the names of who you'll be dueling against, from the paper you've given.'
Professor Flitwick handed out the papers. Everyone was curious as to whom they've gotten.
Some of the students said 'Yes!' and the others groaned. Harry was nervous. But before he could open his, Leonhart spoke once again.
'This is how it works; all of you now have partners. Nothing went wrong, you've got someone's name in your hand as they in return, have yours. Will everyone now please pair up?'
The students paired up and Harry got a look at his paper. It read Pansy Parkinson.
Harry felt slightly uncomfortable but then realized this would be easy. He didn't like Pansy so it would be easy to duel with her. He wouldn't feel the slightest guilt. Well, maybe some guilt but what she did to Hermione and to other people, he won't forgive.
Pansy slowly emerged from the crowd. Her face was grave and angry. She had a hard time looking at Harry but when she did, her face locked on his eyes.
Harry stared back, loathingly. He rarely stares like this. Only people he used this stare was Malfoy, Snape, the Dursleys, Peter Pettigrew, Gilderoy Lockhart, once Ron and once Cedric. Also Voldemort.
The students waited for the teacher's signal. 'Alright, begin!' said Leonhart.
Spells and enchantments were heard throughout the Hall. Cries of pain and/or triumphs were heard as well.
Harry hadn't begun yet but neither has Pansy. Then, he cried out, 'Petrificus Totalus!' and suddenly Pansy's arms and legs were constrained to her body. She was frozen. Harry felt weird because she didn't even try and fight of his spell. It looked more like she waited for it.
The winners of each pair went up the stage. Malfoy was one of them. He made Zak Wilson have jelly-legs. Half of the people who entered were up there.
Then, half of them left. Then another. After some time, the only people left were Harry, Malfoy, Toni Anne, Tara, Shayla and Gilliam. Three boys against three girls. Harry faced Tara, Malfoy faced Shayla and Gilliam faced Toni Anne.
Harry didn't want to duel with a girl but he had to. He looked at Tara and saw that she wasn't doing anything. Harry's not conceited but this was a bit too easy. He glanced at Snape. He looked like he was talking or muttering under his breath.
Then he saw Tara move her wand. She was about to say a spell, no doubt a powerful one, she was facing the great, but not to him, Harry Potter!
He thought fast. 'Expelliarmus!' he said.
Tara's wand flew and headed for him. He caught it and the match was over. She shook her head.
'That was fast. I don't' remember doing anything. But that's normal. Congratulations, Harry Potter.' she said politely.
'Oh. Thanks. You don't remember anything?' he asked, curiously.
She blushed. 'Well it doesn't happen often but sometimes I drift to a state where I do something then forget it.'
'Oh. Okay. Good match by the way.' he said sportsman like.
'Yeah. Anyway, I have to go now. I have Quidditch practice. Bye.' she said as she walked out the Hall.
Malfoy won over Shayla. She, too, didn't put much of a fight. Harry wondered why. He always had the impression that she was an excellent witch. Better than Malfoy at least. She shook her head as she left and gave Harry a smile. She was pretty happy for a person who just lost to a git like Malfoy.
Toni Anne and Gilliam were still dueling. They were obviously not having any trouble with easy competitors.
After she yelled 'Ondemnia!' he fell back, laughing his head off. She blew her wand and said, 'Tickling spell. Always works.'
She helped him up and they shook hands.
'You're quite the witch.' said Gilliam.
'Thanks. You were pretty good yourself.'
He left the hall, leaving Harry, Malfoy and Toni Anne as the finalists.
As Harry waited for the next instruction, he saw Malfoy go to Snape. Then it hit him. Snape wanted him and Malfoy to duel with each other! It all made sense!
He probably tried to make them duel from the beginning, but he couldn't get pass the enchantment of fairness. He probably controlled Shayla and Tara!
Harry glared at Snape, which when he saw, he returned.
Leonhart broke the very tense glaring by giving out the next instructions. 'Will the young men please get ready to duel? The young lady would duel with the winner.'
Harry faced Malfoy. They both bowed, if you call tilting barely 15 degrees bowing.
Leonhart began the duel.
Malfoy yelled, 'Millemio!' This was the spell for making your head big. Harry ducked but managed to say, 'Emerenta!' which makes a person blind for a few seconds.
Malfoy missed it, by a few inches. Malfoy had an evil look. He raised his wand and yelled, 'Bellendia!' as Harry yelled 'Prydentium!'
They were both hit by each other's spells. Harry's hands were shaped like bells and Malfoy's mouth stretched till his ears.
'That's a tie for the both of you.' Leonhart gleefully said. 'I guess the winner of this contest is no doubt,' he began. Malfoy was expecting his name. 'Toni Anne Jordan!'
'Huh? But she didn't even duel!' complained Malfoy.
'But you see Mr. Malfoy, she's the only one her unharmed, therefore making her winner.' said Leonhart. 'Congratulations, Jordan.'
'Thanks, sir.' she said, still dazed.
'Now off to the hospital wing you two.' he said to Harry and Malfoy.