Title: Hans Moleman
Team: Caerphilly Catapults
Position: Chaser 1
Round: QL Daily Prophet Expelliarmus Competition
Prompt: Brackium Emendo– [plot point] failing a test/exam
Additional Prompts used: N/A
Word count: 763
Betas: Bea
A/N Some minor injuries
Gilderoy Lockhart was not exactly what you would call a talented wizard. In fact, he was something of a vapid airhead. He relied an awful lot on his good looks and his winning smile to get by at most things. He only had his current job, at a wizarding coffee shop, because the female owner thought he was easy on the eye and might attract more women into her coffee shop, and not because he had any real talent at making, or indeed serving, coffees. Although, if left to Gilderoy to tell it, it was because of his amazing and prodigious skill at coffee making. He was also inclined to tell anyone who would listen, that he had in fact invented several of the coffees on the menu. Gilderoy Lockhart was one of those wizards, for whom, the Sorting Hat had made a mistake when sorting them; not that the Hat would ever admit that of course. The only thing that Gilderoy Lockhart was in fact good at, was memory charms. To listen to him talk, one could be forgiven for thinking that he must have, at some point, put a memory charm on himself, to make him forget that he was dreadful at magic.
While most of his schoolmates had passed their Apparitions tests when they were seventeen, Gilderoy had not. He had failed, dismally. Not only had he managed to Splinch himself when he Apparated, but he had also landed on top of another examiner, giving him a concussion. Anyone else would have been nervous about their upcoming, fourth, Apparitions test but not Gilderoy Lockhart. He was, of course, arrogantly cocky about how well he was going to do.
The day of his next test came and poor Wilkie Twycross, the examiner whom Gilderoy Lockhart had given a concussion to, had the misfortune of administering Gilderoy's Apparitions test. They stood in the main street of Hogsmeade.
"Right," said Wilkie Twycross with a note of apprehension in his voice. "When you are ready, please Apparate to Hogsmeade station. Remember to focus on…"
There was a loud crack and Gilderoy had vanished, not even waiting for the instructor to finish. Gilderoy felt the crushing sensation of being squeezed through a tight tube, then with a loud pop, he reappeared, landing with a muffled thump and a yell of pain that did not come from Gilderoy. Not in Hogsmeade station where he was supposed to be Apparating to, but in Station Hog Care Home; right on top of an elderly gentleman with a Zimmer frame, who was just trying to make his way to the lounge for a cup of tea. The poor old man had yelled out in pain as Gilderoy had landed on top of him, knocking him to the floor and breaking his arm in the process.
"Sorry," Gilderoy blustered, hauling the poor old man to his feet by his broken arm. "That can sometimes happen, you know."
There was a lot of commotion as several carers came rushing to see what the yelling was about. Instead of alerting the proper authorities to come and deal with the situation of healing the man's arm and wiping the memories of the seven Muggles who had watched him suddenly appear out of nowhere, Gilderoy had the bright idea to take care of the situation himself.
"Not to worry," he announced to the shocked Muggles around him as he whipped out his wand and rolled up the sleeves of his robes. "I can mend that broken arm, right away. Brackium Emendo."
Instead of mending the old man's broken arm, it looked as though the arm had deflated, as the bones had been removed. The poor old man, no longer able to hold onto his Zimmer frame with no bones in his arm, fell to the floor and broke his hip, crying out in pain.
"Ah. Yes. Well, that can sometimes happen too. But at least there are no more broken bones. Well, in his arm at least."
Fortunately, for the old man and the assembled Muggles, members of the Ministry of Magic appeared, alerted to the unusual use of magic in a Muggle area with no registered wizards living nearby. They were able to take the old man to St Mungo's to properly heal his broken hip and to regrow his bones in his arm and modify several memories. Gilderoy Lockhart was forbidden from ever sitting an Apparitions test or from Apparating ever again, unless he wanted to serve a term of imprisonment in Azkaban, for his breach of the International Statute of Secrecy.