Amanda stood in an abandoned foyer of an old house. She started to smile manically.
"Daddy, I'm home." She said in a singsong tone
Amanda made her way down a dusty hallway to a door. The door was well guarded for that of a door in an abandoned house. Harry and the gang followed her down to the door. Goyle stood watch once again.
"Password?"
"I'll Avada your Fucking ass."
"You may enter."
Amanda took a seat in the center of the left side of the room. The slender form of Voldemort stood to speak.
"Our plan to destroy Potter and his new allies failed. Can any one of you tell me why this is so?"
"Because the girl defeated the Basilisk," shouted one of the death eaters in the room.
"Yes, you're correct. Now, Amanda, as we know, can use fire to her advantage. Can any of you imbeciles tell me the opposite power?"
"Ice, my lord."
"Yes, so we shall fight fire with ice."
'He doesn't have a clue. Jacob is the one who holds the power of ice, and who happens to be marrying him? Yours truly. So he'll be using his power to save me. True?' she thought
"Also, we must discuss the next generations of supporters. Malfoy, Goyle, Crabb, Zabini, and Parkinson all have students in 7th year of Hogwarts. They shall receive their marks during the Christmas Holiday. Have them prepared," said the high-pitched evil maniac.
Voldemort stopped laughing and clapped his hands. House elves brought out platters of various sizes with various foods upon them. Ron, who always remained hungry, reached from under the cloak and received a drumstick from one of the platters.
Amanda noticed this and turned to momentarily ignore it. She reached out with her mind to them to get the hell out of there. They heard her loud and clear but were pinned in the corner of the room by a few of Voldemort's cronies. Amanda sat there and thought on a way to get them out of the way of harm without putting herself in harm either.
The people blocking Harry, Hermione, and Ron in moved to speak to other followers. Harry moved with his two best friends to the exit. Amanda got up from her seat and walked through the same exit. All four returned to the gates of Hogwarts.
Amanda started chewing them out as soon as they set their feet to the ground.
"What in hell where you thinking when you followed me? You all were damned lucky that they moved. I would have to get myself found out to save your Asses. You could have gotten yourselves bloody killed. Then who would defeat Voldemort? Hmm, Harry? Because there's no way I could fill that space. Or anyone else for that matter. It's three detentions and 20 points each from your house."
"But…"
"Be glad it isn't fourty points a piece."
Amanda walked back through the gates and up to the castle. The golden trio closely followed her.
Amanda walked with them back to each of their common rooms. Then she came back to her own. She spoke her password (forever More) to the cobra on her door and walked through the threshold. She took off the cloak that was hiding her black tank and baggy jeans with chains all over the place and a safety pin here and there. She walked past the tree near the entrance to her bedroom. Amanda saw her king cobra coiled directly behind the pot the tree stood in. She leaned in to speak to the large serpent.
"Hello, Mashya (pronounced Ma-shy-a) " she said in parcel tongue, "what are you doing there? Wouldn't you much rather be with me? It's warm in my bed, you know?"
"I would. I may not be welcome for much longer." Said Mashya with a chuckle
"Jacob will see it my way. Either way you will be with me. The couch is still comfortable," said Amanda as she winked to her pet
Amanda picked up Mashya and carried him to her bed. She left to take her shower and returned forty minutes later clothed for a cold night. She tucked herself into bed and Mashya found a comfortable place near Amanda's neck.
Next Week: the first ChallengeHarry, Jacob, Ron, Melody, Hermione, Isaac, Amanda, and Draco were all in the tent Professor MdGonagall had told them of. Some waited patiently (Amanda and Jacob) while others were a nervous wreck or worse. Draco kept a cool exterior as he held Hermione close. Hermione was on the verge of being a ghost because she was so colorless.
The crowd had assembled in the stands. Harry could hear several people cheering him on while others were booing and hissing for Professor Frost, or Vansire now, and Amanda. They mainly booed at Amanda. Finally, McGonagall had arrived.
"Welcome children. I trust you all got a good night's rest?"
Amanda scoffed at this. The Professor continued.
"Well, let me explain what you are to do. Out through this opening is an arena," she motioned to the opening "you will draw numbers in order of which you will go. Out in the arena, you must show courage and strength. You will be fighting a rather large and powerful Bogart. I realize this is child's play for you, but this is a stronger Bogart than that of any you would normally encounter."
"Oh, and by the way, two of you shall be eliminated after this task. The two of you with the lowest score shall be the ones eliminated. Any questions?"
"Is it too late to drop out?" asked Isaac
"Of course not. I would not have a student go in against his or her will."
"Then in that case, I choose to decline the offer to participate."
"As you wish, Mr. Cane. You may go sit with the other spectators"
"Any others wish to quit. This is your last chance to stop. Good then. We will draw numbers now."
McGonagall started with the oldest. Jacob drew number 2. She moved on to Jacob's fiancé. Amanda drew number 7. She was to go last. The professor then moved to Harry who drew 3, then Ron who got 1. Then she went to the other couple. Hermione drew 5. Draco received 6. Finally, Melody got number 4.
"Well, that will be all. You shall hear a bell sound you off and Mr. Weasley shall precede first. Then, when he completes the task, a bell will follow and Mr. Vansire will exit to the arena and so on and so forth. Any questions?" said Professor McGonagall
No one said a word.
"Well, then we will begin when the bell sounds. Good luck."
The Professor stepped out of the same exit she used to enter. The seven of them left lined up by number and gathered their wits about what they feared most. Ron seemed to have changed to a shade of greenish white. The color clashed terribly with his fiery hair.
The bell that signaled the first person was sounded. Reluctantly, Ron walked out of the tent and into the circle. He looked around and saw the crowd cheering him on. He looked straight ahead and saw the biggest Spider in all history of spiderism. This included the old horror films with giant spiders.
Ron's knees turned into jelly as he muttered the spell to change the spider into something funny.
"Ridiculous!" he shouted
The spider just leaned down on its massive legs to face Ron in the face. Ron attempted the spell again, but it failed once more. Ron stood there a few more seconds before he fell to the ground. He had fainted. A man in a uniform came out to help Ron to the hospital tent.
The bell rang again and Jacob Vansire came out to battle the Bogart. He stood in front of the massive spider as it began to decrease in size. It then began to morph into two figures. One of the figures was Amanda. The other was holding a dagger above her bleeding body. Jacob stood frozen for several moments. If one looked closely, that one could see a solitary tear slide down his cheek.
"Ridiculous!" he shouted
Amanda and her murderer transformed into two dueling pool noodles (you know those floating foam stick thingies that you play with in your pool)
Jacob walked out of the arena. The bell rang again for the third person, Harry. Harry ran out to the arena to meet a Dementor hovering over the dieing form of Sirius Black. Harry quickly shouted the spell.
"Ridiculous!"
The Dementor and Sirius Merged together and formed a girl in a tattered black dress. Harry then walked out of the circle in which the champions showed their magical strength. The bell rang once more and Melody Hart walked out to the arena.
Then, Harry's girl morphed into a Basilisk. One that was exactly Identical to the one from the Great Hall. As it turned out, Melody was the girl that Amanda had saved from that very basilisk.
Melody froze. She was a marble statue, she was so still. No the basilisk had not petrified her. She was scared to the point of not moving.
A different uniformed figure came out to the area and the basilisk morphed into a vampire. The vampire didn't seem to scare the uniformed man much. He took hold of Melody and carried her to the hospital tent.
The annoying bell sounded again and Hermione took the field. She came out to meet the transforming vampire. It remained the same height and dimensions of a person or such. It finished the morphing process to reveal death. He carried the legendary scythe and wore the tattered old robes. Hermione's fear was death. Everyone pictured her to fear an T on a test or her N.E.W.T.S.
Hermione shouted the spell to change the Bogart once more.
"Ridiculous!"
The form of death changed into Pansy Parkinson. That alone could only be funny. The true Pansy just blushed furiously as everyone turned to find her and laugh at her.
Hermione walked out of the arena and waited for the bell. It sounded and her boyfriend, Draco, walked out onto the grass. The form of Pansy wavered a moment, then she changed into Draco's father. Lucius looked absolutely murderous. Draco cringed at the sight of his father. Just as Lucius was muttering an unforgivable, Draco shouted the same spell as every one before him had.
"Ridiculous!"
Lucius melted away to the point of being but a small blob. The blob then changed into a small bug-eyed dog.
Every one laughed at it. Draco stepped off the grass and onto a different level of grass. The bell rang for the last time. Amanda stepped out and into the arena. The barking dog began its final transformation.
Amanda waited patiently for it to complete. The result was enough to scare all the spectators. Voldemort stood there in front of Amanda. Amanda looked sternly into the face of her father. Loathing every moment, Amanda muttered the spell quietly to herself.
"Ridiculous."
Voldemort's form no longer stood before an Angry Amanda, but a very silly version of Remus Lupin took his place. Lupin was in the process of balancing a rubber ball on his nose.
McGonagall stood from her judging seat.
"The challenge is complete. Every one please remain seated as we tally votes." Said the trustful headmaster.
Everyone sat there in awe. They were all under the impression that Amanda was in league with Vol…Vol…. He-who-shall-not-be-named. Apparently they assumed wrongly. Amanda feared her father, and by the look on her face, anyone could tell that she hated him.
After twenty minutes of waiting, the scores were settled. McGonagall stood once more to announce them.
"The highest score goes to Amanda Slytherin for her creativity and her time. She received forty-five of fifty points. Second goes to Draco Malfoy for his like creativity and time. He gained forty-three of fifty points. Third is Jacob Vansire. He received thirty-nine of fifty points. Fourth place is Harry Potter. He scored thirty-six of fifty points. Fifth place is Hermione Granger. She scored thirty-three of fifty points. Sixth and final place is Ronald Weasley. He scored fifteen points for his attempt to defeat the Bogart. Melody Hart scored no points and was eliminated from the challenge. You are all dismissed for lunch. Thank you all and enjoy your meal.
The crowd made its way to the castle. The champions mingled in with the exception of Amanda and Jacob who followed much farther behind. Jacob had his arm casually draped over Amanda's shoulders as the walked.
That night, every one of the champions that remained had their own celebratory party in their common room. Unfortunately, some were at the Gryffindor party other than their own house. Hermione and Ron had fun at that very party. Amanda and Jacob were absent for any party except to tell them off for staying up so late.
Basically, everything was right in the world of Harry Potter for a few hours.