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Firehottie: Thanks for your suggestion of , but I happen to be an avid Survivor fan myself, and I know a lot about the TV show. I know I don't think up the greatest challenges, so I'll do more research on those, but I know about practically everything that's ever happened in Survivor history and I know about how the show works and what happens and everything. Believe me, I'm obsessed with Survivor. Why else would I have written this story in the first place?

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Chapter Ten

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Dragon Tribe Draco

The next day I took it upon myself to do some spear fishing. I had never done it before in my life but I figured, how hard could it be? I'm good at everything. So I grabbed a spear and some goggles and hopped into the water. I swam out a ways and examined the fish darting about the water around rocks and odd coral formations. The only time I'd ever seen stuff like this before was when we went on a family vacation to the Bahamas when I was nine. Even then I thought it was all so beautiful.

My eyes soon came upon a large, nice looking fish. I released the spear and stabbed it clean through its middle. Nice work, Draco, I told myself.

That morning was a lucky morning. I came back to camp with six fish for everyone to munch on. Oh, I was good. Very good.

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Dean

"Whoa, Draco, how'd you get all these fish, man?" I said to Draco when he came back from his fishing adventure.

He shrugged before replying, "Pure talent."

I stifled a laugh.

"We know who's not getting voted out anytime soon," Lavender said, slightly flirtatiously. God, every single girl that I've ever spoken to has had a crush on Draco one time or another. I really don't see what's so appealing about his greasy hair and lanky body.

"Nice job, dude," Seamus said, patting Draco on the back.

Seeing Seamus reminded me of our fight. I felt badly; we used to be such good friends. Now he would barely even look me in the eye. How could Seamus have possibly found out about my alliance with Draco? I didn't say anything. Maybe Draco did... Then I realized something: I found out about his alliance from Dan Greenbaum. I've always heard about TV producers trying to split up friendships on reality shows. Maybe he told Seamus! Duh, of course that was it! Stupid Dan Greenbaum; now Seamus and I probably won't even be friends back at school. I want to just get rid of my stupid alliance with Draco. Heck, he's probably just faking me out...

Wait, maybe I'll keep the alliance with Draco, but just so that I can fake him out also. Then I'll go inform Seamus of my plan and we'll be friends again! Yay!

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Seamus

I was sitting all alone in the shelter, staring at the ceiling, when suddenly Dean approached me.

"We need to talk, Seamus," he said.

"...About what?" I inquired.

"I think you know. We need to talk about how we let a producer split our friendship up. I shouldn't have listened to him, and neither should have you," he said. "I know I made an alliance, and I truly feel bad about it. But now I have a new plan: We can each keep our alliances with Draco, and make everyone think that we're not friends anymore, but really we'll all secretly be plotting against him... and everyone else. Like it?"

I thought for a moment. I guess that was a pretty clever plan. And I really did enjoy faking people out of stuff. Maybe I'll agree to be Dean's friend again...

"Why not?" I replied, shrugging.

"Nice," Dean said. "Now, we better not get caught talking civilly to each other."

"WELL, FINE!" I screamed at Dean, trying to trick people into thinking we were fighting. Dean caught on immediately.

"Yeah! Now get out of my face!" he cried. Then he turned on his heel and stomped off down the beach.

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Hippogriff Tribe Ginny

I love the days where there are no challenges and we can just sit around, basking in the sun. Everyone takes that as a chance to form alliances and have secret meetings, so no one's really paying attention to anyone else. I, personally, wanted to take the opportunity to go hook up with Harry in the forest. Whether or not it would actually work, I wasn't sure. But it sure as hell was worth a try!

"Hey, Harry," I said, approaching him. He was lying in the sand with Neville. "Can I talk to you for a second?"

He hesitated before agreeing and following me into the forest.

"I wanted to talk to you about our alliance," I said, trying to start off with a conversation. "I know I gave that little pep talk, but I don't really have faith in our team, and I bet we're going to lose this stupid Immunity Challenge tonight. So I was wondering who you thought we should vote for tomorrow night?"

Harry shifted his weight onto one leg. "Probably Pansy," he replied. "She's been annoying the shit out of me lately."

I nodded, pretending to be interested. Then again, I was interested in anything Harry had to say.

"Oh, Harry, I confess, that's not really what I pulled you aside to talk about. I've just been feeling so down in the shit-hole lately. Life's been fucking bad lately, what with our tribe sucking at everything, and no one seems to take me seriously," I whined, deciding on taking a new approach since my old one wasn't exactly working.

"Oh- Ginny, no one thinks that," Harry said, surprised at what I had confessed to him. "Seriously, no one does. Where'd you get these ideas?"

I forced tears to come out and started weeping into my hands.

"Oh, Ginny." He pulled me into a hug, wrapping his thickly muscled arms around my thin body. Ah, he's so sexy. I wrapped my arms around him and nestled my head into his warm shoulder.

"Thanks, Harry," I said. "That really made me feel... Great." I smiled, staring deeply into his emerald eyes.

"No problem," he answered quietly.

I seized the opportunity and leaned in to kiss him. His mouth was warm and friendly against mine. I used my tongue to pry open his lips, and then slipped my tongue inside, massaging it against him. I was a pretty good kisser, if I do say so myself.

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Harry

So here I was, trying to console Ginny, when she suddenly starts making out with me. I realized that it was all just a scam to get her tongue in my mouth and vice versa. Under normal circumstances, I would've been pissed beyond belief. But these weren't normal circumstances. Ginny was actually a very good kisser. An excellent kisser. So, that made things completely different. I kind of just wanted to feel her up right there in the bushes.

I pulled her closer to me, now plunging my tongue into the depths of her mouth. I could feel her try to giggle. Suddenly I heard the crunching of leaves. I ripped my mouth away from Ginny's and spun around. It was Pansy.

"Oooh... Someone's getting lucky tonight," she teased, winking and walking off.

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Neville

The next day we woke up early to discover that our Immunity Challenge had something to do with fire and water. Now I'm not the greatest swimmer if you couldn't tell from my performance in the Reward Challenge. I just was praying that this would be a bit better.

"Cheer up, Neville," Ginny said, patting me on the back. "We won't hate you if you lose the challenge for our team again."

Gee, that makes me feel bundles better.

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Immunity Challenge

Narrator

The contestants arrived on the beach an hour or so later and George immediately began describing the challenge. Basically, the survivors started from a raft in the water off the beach, and swam with a torch, lighting different torches that were attached to buoys along the way. The survivors had to manage doing this without extinguishing the flame. If they did, they had to swim back to the nearest buoy and relight it. The first tribe to reach shore won Immunity.

"Survivors ready," George said, raising a hand in the air. "Go!" He switched hands and the survivors dove into the water. Well, all except Draco who was holding the torch for the Dragon tribe, and eased into the water so as not to wet it. Pansy, though, stupidly dove in with the torch in her hand, so she had to get out and relight it. By the time that was done, the Dragons were halfway to their first buoy.

The Dragons were off to a good start and, as usual, a good finish. They made it through quickly, trading off the people holding the torches and always lighting their buoys without dropping the torch or anything bad like that. The Hippogriffs, as usual, messed up several times, like when Neville tried to help someone light the torch and accidentally knocked it over and into the water so the tribe had to swim all the way back to the last buoy and relight it.

So, the Dragons were triumphant, as they often are. Who would be the third contestant off the Hippogriff Tribe?

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Hippogriff Tribe

Ginny

"What did I tell you?" I said to Harry when we were back at camp. "I knew we would lose."

He shrugged. "There's always one tribe that loses forever. That's just the way it works."

"So, Pansy? I can't believe that she jumped in with the stupid torch in her hand. I mean, honestly, how stupid do you get?!" I cried.

"That's what I've been saying from the beginning. But has anyone listened? Nope," Harry replied.

"Lets head back," I said. "People are going to get suspicious that we're always off somewhere together."

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Luna

"Okay guys, who are we voting for tonight?" I asked the rest of the girls, when I finally got them all by themselves.

"Neville," Pansy replied quickly. "Did you see all those horrible mistakes he made during the challenge? And it's not just this one: it's every single challenge. He always screws it up for us!"

"As nice as he is, he really sucks at this game," Parvati said.

"So, Neville?" I said.

The other three nodded. Neville it was.

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Parvati

When Pansy walked off, Ginny grabbed us all so we wouldn't follow. She wanted to tell us something without her there.

"Don't vote for Neville, vote for Pansy," she commanded in a hushed voice. "She jumped in the freaking water with the torch in her hand. Like, could you be any stupider? Plus she's a bitch and she's totally playing us all. She's probably going to vote, like, one of us off tonight."

"I know, I wanted to say her name but she was there," Luna said.

"Good, you're all voting for her tonight," Ginny said. "Well I guess my work here is done."

Ginny had a point, but Pansy only acted this way for one challenge. Was she really less valuable than Neville was?

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Tribal Council

Narrator

"So, this is the third time in a row that I've seen you guys here," George said unwelcomingly. "Harry, what's happening?"

"I really just think that this tribe needs to pull itself together and start working as a team," he answered truthfully. "We all are good at these challenges, we just need to be more careful and listen to everyone else when they have an idea or strategy and want to do the challenge differently."

"Neville, I hate to say this, but you've been the cause of a lot of losses for this tribe," George said sadly. "Are you a target tonight?"

"Of course I'm a target," Neville answered. "I wouldn't be surprised if everyone voted for me tonight. I'm going to use this as an opportunity to say to everyone: I will try harder in the next challenges; I promise. I'll try harder to not make as many klutzy mistakes, and I'll listen to instructions better. Please, just give me another chance. I'll understand if you vote me out, but at least I'll be able to leave knowing I've defended myself."

George nodded. "That was a very nice speech," he said. "Ginny; you gave the tribe a pep talk the other day about trying harder in challenges. How does it make you feel that you lost Immunity today?"

"It definitely disappoints me, George," she replied. "But I think if we get rid of the right person tonight, we'll be able to work better as a tribe and we'll win our next few challenges. I just think that, like, no one is confident enough to really win anything, and we, like, just need to win one so our confidence will go up and we'll win. You know what I mean?"

George nodded, almost mechanically, not really reacting to what Ginny was saying. "Lets get started. Parvati, you're up."

Parvati stood up to cast her vote. When everyone was finished, George retrieved the basket and set it on his table.

"Once the votes are read, the decision is final. The person voted off will be asked to leave the tribal council immediately," he said. The votes were: "Pansy. Pansy. Neville. Pansy. Neville.......... And the third person voted off Survivor: Wizards, is Pansy."

Pansy rolled her eyes and angrily walked up to George to snuff her torch out. Then as she walked off, she gave everyone the middle finger and said, "Kiss my ass." Very nice, Pansy.

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A/N: Did you like it? Thank God Pansy's gone. She is SO ANNOYING! In the books, in the story, everywhere. Now, if you'll excuse me, I must shower. As I do that, why don't you all review my story? Thanks a bunch!